I had just dropped off my married woman at the airport for her yearly 2 week trip out to see her 91 twelvemonth old mother. She lived on a farm out in Oregon all alone and still can take tending of her garden, her flowers and her house better than well-nigh, plus she still drives into townsfolk to get her foodstuff and such. She is a remarkable woman, my mother-in-law, and I only hope that I can outlast her.

On the way back home my cell phone rang and I saw that it was my terrific daughter Marty. We had just celebrated her commencement from richly schoolhouse a brace of days before and I knew that she was unencumbered for a few days so I had asked her out for breakfast while my married woman visited her female parent. 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 alone grand daughter,"she said for the one-thousandth prison term with a sparkle of sunshine in her voice."Did ya get gran off ?"

"Just now,"I told her."Now I'm envision absolve and gear up for the hoochy koochy girls to come over."

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

Marty was the sole youngster 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 short thing and chic as a lash. She got a learnedness 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 beat out the son away with a baseball bat nearly every Saturday night. But as we bantered back and forth in our teasing dialogue, she managed to ask me a serious question.

"gramps, I was wondering, or actually my parents were wondering, if I could come to your sign and pass 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 trustingness me to stay by myself for the weekend,"she explained.

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

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

"To respond your number 1 interrogative, I don't see any reason that you can't stay over here, I'll just call the hoochy koochy missy and reschedule them for next weekend,"I said in my full utter pan voice.

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

"Okay Kidd-o, see ya in the sunup,"I said clicking off the phone.

The side by side sunup, I awoke, got up and took my pills, showered and shaved and got fix for the reaching of my Marty. I fixed myself a cup of instantaneous umber and waited and then I fixed another cup and waited some more. I was on my fourth part cup went I saw her pull into our driveway and I saw her struggle with a suitcase as she made her way to the front doorway. As I opened it to let her in, I commented,"holy place cow Marty, I didn't realize that I said you could actuate in."

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

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

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

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

When she came back out from our guest 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 prison term for lunch but I locked the door behind us and we took off for my favorite diner.

On my tertiary cup of deep brown, I was about to burst so I excused myself to go to the restroom and throw off my snake in the grass but when I came back out, Marty seemed trench in thought so I asked her,"centime for your opinion ?"

"Oh granddaddy it would use up a heck of a lot Sir Thomas More than a cent to spill about what's on my nous,"she said giving a fragile smile.

"Wow, that sounds dangerous,"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 necessitate my manus between both of hers. She smiled and said,"I know grandpa and I love you for it,"and gave my manus a little squeeze with her own.

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

"Shoot,"I told her.

"When was the first base time you ever made sexual love with grandma ?"she blurted out.

"holy place Cow !"I said to total jounce."Where did that come from ? I mean, ah, okay, ah, the first metre that I made honey to your grandma was on, oh, about our 10th particular date or so. We were all alone at her parent's firm and we started kissing and making out and then one affair led to another and we found ourselves in her bed making passion. But I knew by that sentence 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 engagement yet but we got married later that class. That was 45 old age ago and I have loved every minute of it."

There a retentive reach of muteness and finally I asked,"I've told you the truth about Grandma 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 year ago not to have sex until I get married and I was just wondering if I should have signed it,"she asked with this wishful look in her eyes.

"Let me pretend, you've met a guy and he's pressuring you to name make love with him. You've fallen in love and you want to show him just how much 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 argumentation I used when I was young, you know when Moses was a child, 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 much as I love him and he's willing to prove it to me if I'm cook to establish 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 come family and he is a virgin just like you and…"

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

I sat there in silence for the tenacious metre and then I told her,"I'm sorry Kidd-o. I don't even know this kid. He must be a wonderful guy to take hold of your warmheartedness like this but he's just a kid, a horny, hormone 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 reliable love for you and maybe you'll get married, ensconce down and make a caboodle of kids. But more likely, he'll tell you good bye right after he gets what he wants and you will have got given him the only thing that you can only give once."

"They're all creeps,"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"crawl ”, 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 and whispered into my ear,"I don't think you're an old geezer grandfather, I love you just the way you are."

I sat there basking in the affection that I felt for my thousand daughter for the long time, remembering the very 1st time I held her some 17 geezerhood ago. Her little nose was pushed back into her face and her thickly black fuzz stuck out all over the place. She had come out at 5 pounds 6 ounces, screaming her lungs out and when I was finally my bend to hold her, she shut right up and went to slumber. From that moment to this, we have had a sure trammel that no else could ever have.

A view suddenly came into my nous and I acted on it before I knew what I was saying."Marty, why don't I take some pictures of you, you know, very insouciant eccentric, unscripted and fun characterisation 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 relieve the keepers that I wanted to preserve. When I reentered, Marty was standing there by the sofa in our syndicate room with a big smiling on her grimace. She started posing and I started snapping epitome of her. She would puzzle like a modeling and then like the miss that she was, all the spell my fingerbreadth was tripping the shudder of the camera.

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

She looked down and got a with child big smiling on he nerve and said,"If no one but you ever sees these then I don't mind. I'll just see how aroused you really are."

"OK, but let me warn you, you don't want to mess with the bull because you're likely to get the trumpet,"I warned her placing the photographic camera back up to my eye. I thought to myself,"My Sweet devoid footling grand daughter is turning into a genuine cock tease"and decided to see how far it would go.

I snapped a few shots of her in this affectation and, taking over the photo shoot, directed her to frown herself down even further onto her outstretched branch. She willingly followed my ideas as she soon opened up her total boob area to my sentiment. I sucked in my breather as a unusual little grin came over her face. After getting all of the pictures that I wanted, I told her get up on her knees and to pluck her cutoff shirt to one side of meat and off of her shoulder joint and then to root for the bra strap down onto her arm. When she followed my instruction manual to the tee, the entire side of her knocker line was for all intent and purpose nude except for her breast itself and I could see part of it. The wad was so stimulating that I detected a stirring down in my pants.

Her eyes were starting to get more unplayful 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 undefended mouth.

"Sit up now and extract your genu up to your bureau,"I directed her. She did and when she placed her arms around her knees, I went forward and positioned the leg jam of her shorts aside to expose the boundary of her panties. Marty turned a bright red but didn't move an inch. I took respective snap of just a hint of the crotch of her step-in and I noticed once again that she was breathing heavily through her set off lips.

The future airs that I though of was with her standing up and the fly of her drawers open with her thumb inserted in her sky amobarbital sodium pantie. I had her pull down on the pliable to just barely over her mound as she scooted the hind end hem of her shirt up so just a hint of her bra came into view. Her construction was so sexy and sultry I almost wanted to stop right there and give her a big kiss.

"My God what was I thinking ? This is my grand daughter, my adorable Marty, the one that it seemed like I cradled in my arms only a few years ago. What the hell am I doing ?"Suddenly I heard the words come out of my rima oris,"Why don't you go in and commute into something else. Do you induce a frock or something in that traveling bag you brought ? Come out with something real aphrodisiac on."These words did not come out of my mouth ! They couldn't have but as she turned to go to the room where her suit lawsuit wide-cut of clothes was, I realized that it was I who had uttered them and it was I who was so turned on that my turncock was sticking straight out in my pants.

I stood there impatiently waiting for my grand daughter to reappear from the elbow 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 derive down the manse to show me what she had picked out. I took one look and gave off a cold-shoulder slight moan. She was wearing a gracious picayune yellow sundress that had spaghetti strap that held up the two Triangulum covering her front and a full skirt that fell to her mid second joint. I don't know if the material was so slim or it was my imaginativeness getting the best of me but I swore I could detect two fiddling protrusion 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 way, stopping every once in awhile to strike a aphrodisiacal petty pose. Once she stopped with her backrest to the camera and, taking down one of the straps that held the entire dress in place, dropping it down to her bicep with the cloth barely covering her white meat. 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 chick. Then, very seductively, she raised it up to just below her panty line as her eyes begged me to snap her picture.

I complied with her wishes by taking many pictures of her from the side of meat, the battlefront and the rear. I then asked her to unzip the dress. The look on her face told me that I just may possess crossed the line but after a brief hesitancy, she did as I had asked her. I could barely talk but I once again asked her to take out the straps from her shoulders let it settle unloose down her blazonry. I whispered for her to go for it in lieu just barely covering her pap as I snapped the camera wildly. In that position, it showed her bare back and top of her dark panties from the rear and well-nigh of her chest from the straw man. The look it her oculus was wild with saying as I continued to question just how far this would go.

I walked around to her buns and slowly hooked her panty with my forefinger. She gasped and turned away, but I continued to affect them down about one-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 nerve. There was a slight coup d'oeil of brat in that smile but I had the feeling that she was game for about anything.

Marty's eyes were starting to meth over she was so excited and I wasn't far behind her. I continued to take pictures of her in many suggestive poses but when I was standing right in nominal head of her and I said to her,"Take your manus away from your breasts and let the garb fall to the floor,"she stopped cold with her resistance.

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

"You're compensate Kidd-o. I've got oodles of groovy pictures here and I think we should stop 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 joint, but bother to zip up the dress. She came over to where I was and sat down next to me as we both reviewed my photography skill. We started at the end 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 superfluity,"I didn't know that you could see so often of my butt."

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

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

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

"Yeah I guess,"she said mysterious in thought. Finally she asked,"Gramps do you still want to claim that last pose of me, you know the one where I drop the dress down to the storey ?"

"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 story American-Indian language style and learn the straps off of your berm again. Now cover your panties with your skirt and hold the dress up to underwrite your boobies. Look like you want to tease the camera."

Marty's look was perfect as she struck that exact affectation. Her skirt was drawn up in a bunch rightfulness at her crotch and her hand held the two triangle of the attire barely covering her titty. The look on her boldness made me melt it was so sensual and I got wobbly legged just thinking about how sexy she looked. I snapped as many characterization as I could before reluctantly allowing her to endure back up. As she slowly got back up and looked at me for her next instructions, a occupy aspect came across her side.

"Only if you want to,"I said reassuringly, answering her unexpressed motion.

The look did not leave her case as she bit down on her downcast lip. Her manpower started to relax and then tighten up on the front of her clothes. Her hand relaxed once again only to clench the fabric tightly in a knot. The smell in her eyes was torturously confused as she gazed off into space trying to make up her mind. Then in one abbreviated s of decision, she closed her eyes and let the dress fell all of the way down her body and gather at her foundation. I looked up at her red face and her center were tightly closed.

I tried to breathe normally but the mess of my grand daughter standing before me in just her sky blue pantie had taken away my ability to work properly. I stood there completely in awe at the sight of her beauty and her wiliness to percentage it with me. I had to force my eyesight to focalise on the image of this goddess as the picture finally started to seem and a fragile groan escaped out of my mouth.

Her attendant right hand was covering her leave behind chest and her forearm was resting on the right hand. Her eyes were still closed and a tenuous grimace of being uncomfortable was on her face. Her cheeks were crimson and her cervix was red but the rest of her Brigham Young body stood there waiting to be scrutinized. Her passementerie tummy gave way to a rigorous fiddling abdomen as my eyes passed down over her curves. Her blue step-in exposed the image of her tight bout mound and I detected just a soupcon of the dimpled effect of her pubic whisker pushing its way up to fit the material. Her glorious legs 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 eyes but the look that I saw was anything but relaxed. I told her to give the lens the sulphurous facial expression that she could wangle as I began snapping the shutter of the camera. She opened her center and the aspect was amazingly sexy. She dropped her left hand to her pot and crossed her bequeath knee over the former. I captured her icon in the picture and my heart skipped a beat.

"Move your left deal down and thieve your panties with your thumb,"I commanded with the husky voice. She complied with my request."press it down off of your hip. Lower. Even gloomy yet,"I asked softly.

She thumb was resting all the way down to the elastic on the curtain raising of the leg at a point where just a hint of her pubic hairsbreadth was showing. She never moved her stare from my eyes during the program line but followed them completely. When I snapped the shutter wildly taking pictures, my heart was in my pharynx with turmoil. My legs were trembling as I was trying to keep the camera in focussing and was definitely gladiolus that I had it on auto.

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

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

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

She looked relieved but did not move an column inch."I have one More mannerism if you are up to it,"I suggested."I want you to sit down and play your knee joint up to our breast. I want you to clasp your knee with your arms so that your knocker 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 chest and wrapped her branch around them tightly. Looking over the top of her human knee, she got this sexy look back again and I started taking characterization as fast as I could. I got down in front man of her a simple two feet away, continually tripping the shutter. I moved to the rightfulness and then to the left to find the absolute dependable angle for the shot I wanted. Then I saw it right in front of me.

I was off to the left just a niggling and I had just the right angle that I saw her eyes looking longingly at the camera and a slight small sky bluing puffy sub sticking out between her two thighs. I almost lost my composure when I snapped the film. It was the perfect way to end the photo shoot so I sat the camera aside, looked longingly into my tremendous daughter's loving eyes and moved forward to give her a slight kiss of appreciation.

As I pressed my back talk tenderly against hers, I couldn't help myself. I reached down with my finger's breadth tip and slightly caressed the small little blue spot that was showing. She jerked away as though she had been shocked. I gave her a beseeching facial expression but said nothing. She continued to take care into my eyes as I smiled a surefooted grin and repeated my caress. She took in a sharp breather of air and slowly closed her eyes.

I began slightly rubbing my digit along the sky blue cover of her pleasure zone as I continued to kiss her brim. She responded with an urgent cry of desire and a emphatic opening of her sassing. Feeling her spring in to my candy kiss, I pressed even more into her soft wetness and moved my finger in between her glower brim. Her kiss became prehensile and her legs slowly slid apart so my hand could totally encompass her sky blue panties. As I pressed my palm into its softness, her legs slipped downward exposing her bare piffling breasts to me for the first time.

I pressed her backward with my buss as she lay back on the floor with my other paw behind her to turn over her the documentation. As her straits met the rug she opened her eyes and looked cautiously into my own and I gave her the svelte smiling. Her smell did not shift as I looked down at her breasts. I knew that they were smallish, but I did not realize just how perfect they were. My optic consumed them in their effeminacy and their flawlessness and I got an uncontrollable itch to put my lips down upon them. As I lowered my foreland, I noticed that she had closed her eyes once again.

Her tight little pink ring of color were all shriveled up and sticking straight up in the air. On top of them were the two cutest little pebble sized pap 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 hand was busily giving her pleasance by sliding up and down between her two lips and concentrating on her node that was located near the top. She was beginning to flick her hips every clip I bumped into it and I was bumping into it as often as I could.

I suddenly placed my mitt at the waist ring of her sky drab panties and started to campaign it inward when she cried out,"Oh Gramps, please don't, not in there,"but it was too late. I rested my touch on her wet hairy hillock and my fingerbreadth went directly up to meet her clitoris. She moaned out loud as she raised her hips up to recognize her tormentor.

I was massaging her with my hired hand and sucking the life into her mamilla as I lost all control over my mind and sensory faculty. My clenched fist was between her branch pushing her panties down over her rose hip and exposed my caressing hand to the light of day. I suddenly pulled them off of her legs and threw them to the side. Now she was totally naked and her legs were across-the-board apart.

I rolled her over on top of me as her blazing eye opened wide with lustfulness. Her face was like a crazed woman who knew what she wanted and how to hire it. She looked deep into my own sphere of influence and sat up on my lap and grasped the fly of my trouser. She had them open in a twinkling and was pulling my rock hard rod out of them with the roughness of the need that she must hold been feeling. Then, laying it flat on my tummy, 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 thigh, rocking and grinding her herself into my cock. She had her eye closed and her head back as the strangest 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 centre. What I saw was gross lust, pain and simple and she had the look of a desperate love crazed Edward Young woman.

I felt her juices from her little slit as she slid my tool up to contact her clitoris. Touching it against her leaf node, she sat there shuttering with anticipation. Then she rose up on her articulatio genus and took my rod in her fist. She started to position it directly under her opening. A feeling of revulsion must feature crossed my face because in her lust, she smiled and told me,"I want this grandfather !"

Both of my helping hand were on her hips and they came upon a unknown feeling band aide patch. My figures were trying to decode what they was feeling when she smiled down at me and said,"I've been on the patch for a while,"and started to facilitate herself down on my steady rod. I saw her center 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 sense uncomfortable. But when I hit her barrier, I could tell apart that her irritation was almost more than she could expect. Her eyes were still closed and her mouth hung open air as she began to frantically pant through her back talk. Then, taking in a full breath of air, she lowered herself down upon it with a plunge and let out a screaming as it broke through the membrane and she became a woman.

"Oh God it stings !"she whimpered as she came to rest for a present moment. I looked into to close up eyes at the painfulness that she felt but slowly began to push it further into her. She gasped as it bottomed out and for the start time she opened her eyes and gave me a cold-shoulder grinning. The expression in her eye was one of determination as she started to rock upon my rod resting deep interior of her womb. She closed her eyes once again and a fantastic feel of expiation came over her entire face.

She began to rise and fall upon my stiff rod that was sliding into her fair sex and the faster she slipped it in, the more force out she used to impale herself with. Her wetness was running out of her orifice as her breathing came filtrate and push. She was rocking wildly as I felt that ol'feeling deep in my loins. I knew that I was about to be adrift but I wanted her to cum first.

I began to raise my hips up off of the floor to forgather her every stab and her needs were growing more than ever. I was straining to hold my blowup back as long as I could when I felt her walls cramp down on my cock and I knew she was about to misplace it. She was not breathing and her muscleman 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 womb. Her boldness was contorted beyond recondition and her breathing space came in jagged gasps of air. Over and over she convulsed on my hot spray cock, milking every drop cloth out of it with her tight small vagina. Finally neither of us could take it any encourage and she collapsed down on top of me gasping for air.

We rested as we gained our locoweed once again. I fell into a peaceful slumber that lasted yearner than my Marty's. When I awoke, I awoke alone. I heard the cascade running for a instant and then it turned off. The doorway opened and there came my darling out of the bath 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 funniness that evening and she cuddled up to my arm. But when we got family, she came up to me and gave me a peck on the cheek and told me"Goodnight granddaddy ”.

The adjacent 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 affectionate 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 heart and I think that I saw a split first to spill over. I wiped it away with my finger's breadth as I let it linger for a secondment 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 door to her car.

I watched as she drove down the street and out of view around the corner. I walked back into the lonely house and noticed my camera sitting on the table next to the couch. I picked it up and turned it on to review the pic that I had taken. They were not there. There was not the bit in the 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 camera away .