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Grandpa's Delight
by Obmujtwo (address withheld)

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She was cute, red hair, freckles, starting to develop 
at eleven. And grandpa knew she was going to be a 
danger to all the men who met her. But those legs, oh 
yes, and those breast buds... Oh yes! (M/g, ped, inc, 
1st, exh)

***

From the time she was born, she would look at me and 
smile, then give me a funny coo. I would rock her ever 
so slowly in my arms as I sang a made up song of her, 
then when she went to sleep I would place her in her 
crib and cover her up to protect her from any draft of 
air.

By the time she was six, she would run and jump on my 
lap when she and her mom came to visit. Hugging my 
neck, Sharla would tell me, "I'm grandpa's girl and I 
love you, grandpa." Holding the pretty little child in 
my arms I would kiss her cheek and tell her that I 
loved her, also.

Then things started to change when she came over to 
stay a few days with me for a few days while her mom 
went on a trip. At eleven she still would sit on my 
lap, even though I told her she was too big to do so.

Sharla was wearing a white skirt, a tan blouse and 
while small heeled shoes. She was so cute to view, and 
after her mother left, Sharla had kind of squatted down 
and was fixing her shoe strap. I looked at her and saw 
she didn't have any panties on and I was surprised and 
taken back by her display. It was certain she didn't 
even think about exposing her hairless sex to grandpa's 
view.

After a few minutes I asked her, "Sharla honey, why are 
you not wearing underwear?" Looking at me, Sharla 
commenced to cry and jumping on my lap told me, 
"Grandpa, I kind of wet them before I made it to the 
bathroom, so I took them off." Pulling her young 
prepubescent form tight in my arms I said, "Honey you 
don't need to cry and that happens with adults 
sometimes. Heck even I sometimes dribble in my under 
pants before I release myself, so don't cry."

The problem was that for the rest of the day Sharla 
would move in various ways that allowed me to view 
between her smooth thighs and see her tiny sex. The 
lips would sometimes be slightly open and her clit 
seemed to be rather large for such a young girl. Once 
during her stay she walked into my bedroom at night and 
woke me. 

"Grandpa, I'm afraid, can I sleep with you for a while 
until my dream I was having goes away?" Her body was 
shaking from whatever had been bothering her in the 
dream. 

"Sharla honey, curl up her for a few minutes and then 
you can go back to your bed."

That would not have been a problem except I sleep nude 
and much to my surprise, Sharla turned back the covers 
and crawled into bed with me. She was only wearing a 
pair of shorts, with no top, and I could view her small 
puffed out nipples. Once she was under the covers 
Sharla snuggled up against me hugged me with her right 
arm. When she placed her right leg up on top of me, her 
smooth skin was brushing against my cock. 

She didn't seen to understand what she was doing as we 
lay together and within moments we both went to sleep. 
I awoke the next morning and found we were laying in 
the same positions as when we went to sleep. Except for 
one thing, Sharla's hand was holding my cock and I 
could feel her not only gripping it but exploring my 
pubic hair and downward to fondle my bag. 

After a few moments of feeling my balls, Sharla moved 
her hand back up and continued to feel all around my 
cock and would grip it in hr tiny fist. I lay still and 
let her believe I was still asleep. Finally I knew if 
she continued touching me as she was doing I would 
become hard and possibly shoot off.

In a short while I became fully erect and her tiny hand 
was driving me crazy and knew I had to stop her 
exploring but I didn't want to cause her grief. 
Pretending to wake up, I made a small sound and 
pretended to stretch out. Sharla quickly withdrew her 
hand and also acted as if she was waking up. 

We both said good morning at the same time and Sharla 
kind of moved until she was laying on my stomach. 
Bouncing around, she had to knew she was making a 
sexual play, and I realized this was assuredly her 
first experience with sex. A year later I listened as 
she told me how I allowed her to find out what a boy 
felt like. I told her, "I'm a little old to be a boy, 
but don't ever tell anyone about this."

One day Sharla's mom called and asked if my favorite 
grand-daughter could spend two weeks with me while she 
went on a vacation with her newest boyfriend. I told 
her it would be fine and make sure she enjoyed her 
trip.

Sharla came over and after a days she gave me the 
surprise of my life. "Grandpa, I have to tell you 
something and please don't get mad. You must promise 
you'll tell mom or she will kill me, promise?" 

"Sure Sharla, what do you want to tell me?"

"Grandpa, I, uh, like I had sex, but I'm not sure if it 
was really sex." Sharla went on to tell, after my 
prodded her for more information, that the boy was only 
eleven and they had done it twice. After speaking about 
what she had told me, I finally got the answer from her 
that she was the one who asked for sex from the boy, 
instead of him. She told me that the experience was, 
"Like watching paint dry, grandpa."

Three or four nights later Sharla was on my lap and had 
on a t-shirt that was not long enough to cover her 
panties when she was on my, especially when she would 
wiggle and move around. When Sharla turned and lay her 
head on my chest and had her legs curled up until I 
could see all her legs and panties, she startled me 
with her comment. "Grandpa, if you let me stay here 
forever, I'll do anything you want." 

"Sharla honey, do you understand that says a lot and 
has lots of meanings?" 

"Yes, grandpa, but I don't thing you understand what 
I'm saying." 

"Oh yes, I understand but we are related and besides I 
would go to jail for the rest of my life if we did 
anything and someone found out." 

"Grandpa, mom hates me and treats me cruel and you love 
me." Then we discussed about what she was saying and 
still she made the same offer after about an hour of 
talking of what she proposed. 

Around ten-thirty we went to bed and I had just started 
to go to sleep when Sharla came into my room and 
crawled into bed with me. "I'm afraid grandpa, 
especially after what I told you, and hope you will 
never tell mom about Rodney and me, and what I asked 
you." 

Hugging her to me, I spoke softly to her, "Sharla I 
will never tell your mom but you're too young to be 
having sex." Then I felt her hand reach down and grasp 
my cock. "Sharla, you must not touch me like that. Do 
you remember the time you got scarred and crawled into 
my bed and when we woke up you were playing with my 
thing? Had you ever done that before?" 

Holding onto my cock even tighter, Sharla replied, "No 
grandpa, but it felt good to touch your thing and even 
now I like how it fits in my hand. Yours feels so much 
different than Rodney's did and his was only about the 
size of your finger. Grandpa, do it to me just one time 
so I will know what it is like, please grandpa?" For 
several minutes we spoke about what she wanted from me, 
and as I explained to her, what she was offering me.

When Sharla took my hand in hers, she moved it until it 
was resting on her small hill of a breast. Then she sat 
up, pulled her t-shirt off, then removed her panties. 
Laying back down she pushed the covers from my body and 
then lay on top of me. Her small nude body laying atop 
me was unlike any feeling I had ever known. For several 
minutes we spoke and I continued to explain why I 
couldn't or mustn't have sex with her, my grand-
daughter. 

Finally I gave up and rolled her onto her back, her 
legs parted and I raised myself up so I could view her 
young form. Reaching over, I turned on the light on the 
bed stand. Before me was a pretty girl with just slight 
forming breast with tiny pink nipples that hardly 
pushed out from her breast. Her smooth and freckled 
covered fair, almost white skin, down across her chest 
and stomach was beautiful.

Between her slender legs was an auburn crowned moms 
with just a half-dollar size patch of hair. It started 
at the apex of her sex and grew upward onto her moms 
about a half inch.

Moving my face down I first blew on her nipples and 
then slowly took then into my mouth and suckled them, 
first the right one and then the left.

Moving my face downward I licked and kissed my way to 
that smallish patch of adornment covering the fatty 
tissue over her pretty pussy. Her young clit stuck out 
slight from her vulva, but her labia were almost non-
existent. I kissed her sex and moved my tongue into her 
sex. Parting her tiny slit with my tongue I slowly 
moved it up and down before resting it on her clit. My 
teeth closed over her protruding clit and with gentle 
nibbles by my teeth, I then flicked my tongue back and 
forth across her sex bud.

Sharla commenced to wiggle and her tiny hips rose up 
from the bed, her smooth legs tightened against my face 
on each side. I played her until I knew she was ready 
to climax. But if I was going to jail for having sex 
with my twelve year old grand-daughter, which would be 
incest and statutory rape, then I wanted her to come 
from my cock and not my tongue. Sharla had told me had 
nothing really happened with Rodney, but she did 
masturbate a few times since her initial experience of 
intercourse.

Moving upward, my body parted her legs and taking my 
cock into my hand, I guided the head into the entrance 
of her vulva. Moving my cock head in and out of the 
tiny slit and practically no labia surrounding Sharla's 
pussy, I worked the head inside her pussy. The 
tightness of her sex was unbelievable, and when I felt 
the head slip past her inner pussy lips I though I 
would come. Ever so slowly I continued to move only the 
head in and completely out of her cleft. Each time I 
pulled back out Sharla would make a funny sound, her 
hips rose up from the bed, and her hands finally 
grasped onto my hips.

Finally I pushed forward and felt my cock entering her 
sex. I had about three inches of my six inch cock 
inside Sharla's pussy. Pulling back and then moving 
back into her body I decided to shove all the way 
inside her tender feeling pussy. As I pushed inside, 
Sharla cried out, "Oh grandpa, that hurts, wait, 
something is hurting inside!" 

But I had started to enter her completely on this 
stroke, and having determined to push all the way 
inside Sharla's pussy, I did not expect to find she was 
a virgin. Certainly after she told me that she and 
Rodney had done it twice.

"GRANDPA, IT HURTS - GAWD GRANDPA IT HURTSSSS," Sharla 
cried out as I realized I had just ripped through her 
hymen. I pushed deep inside her tiny body and simply 
let my cock stay inside her pussy without moving in and 
out.

"Sharla, I thought you had lost your cherry to Rodney, 
I didn't know you were still a virgin. I'm sorry Sharla 
honey, do you want me to stop?"

"No grandpa, do it but do it easy. I thought Rodney had 
done it but I guess his thing was to short and small to 
be my first, but don't move just yet." For a while I 
lay atop Sharla, holding my body above hers with my 
arms, then I started moving back and forth in her tiny 
slit. I could feel the wetness inside her pussy and I 
raised up until I could see between her tiny thighs. 

Blood was all over her pubic area. on my cock and pubic 
hair, smeared onto her legs, and reaching down I moved 
my hand between us and felt how wet she was. God, I 
thought, she must have really had a thick hymen, and no 
wonder she cried out when I burst her cherry. She'll 
likely be sore for a few days and I only hope no one 
ever finds out what I just did.

Moving my cock forward and backwards with Sharla's 
pussy, I made love to my grand-daughter, and after six 
or seven minutes felt my need to ejaculate. Faster I 
drove in and out of Sharla's sex, and then her body 
started to move slightly upward from the bed. Sharla's 
arms tightened around my back and her voice issued 
guttural sounds as she felt her body responding to her 
first real sex, and the feeling from time-memorial, a 
female need to climax.

"Oh hell, baby girl, oh Sharla I'm coming, yeh, come 
with me Sharla, now baby now," I moaned out as I shot 
my come inside my grand-daughter's pussy! "Grandpa, I 
feel - feel funny inside my thing, oh grandpa," Sharla 
said with a soft voice that was her first climax from 
intercourse.

Once we were done, we lay next to each other and spoke 
of what had happened, especially her not knowing that 
Rodney, "Was too short to pop her cherry," she said 
with complete surprise.

Looking down she saw all the blood and begin to cry. I 
spoke to her and told her not to worry, that it was 
normal. "I'm not a virgin any more, but I didn't think 
I was because of being with Rodney, but seeing my 
blood, grandpa, makes me kind of sad to know I'm not a 
virgin any more."

I got up from the bed and taking Sharla's hand led her 
into the bath room and took a shower with her. Washing 
her young body and viewing her nude was beautiful to my 
vision. Returning to the bedroom I removed the soiled 
sheets and after putting the new ones on, Sharla and I 
got back into bed. 

We lay talking for at least a half an hour, and when I 
felt Sharla reach down and grip my cock, I became erect 
almost immediately. After a few minutes, I moved onto 
her, my body parting her submitting legs for my 
entrance again into her slender pussy. Her wetness made 
it easy to enter her, but she moaned out about the 
soreness she was feeling. "Sharla, do you wish for me 
to stop?" 

"No grandpa, don't stop, it will be ok," then Sharla 
moved her lips up and kissed me on my lips. When her 
tiny tongue slipped between my lips I felt like a 
teenage boy. This time we enjoyed the feeling of making 
love, and I told her so. When Sharla spoke her feelings 
I couldn't believe what she told me, her grandpa, "Can 
we do this often? Can I move in with you grandpa?" 

I truly felt love for my grand-daughter, not necessary 
compassionate love but love for a person who was making 
a fifty-four year old man feel like he was sixteen and 
in the back seat of a car.

For the rest of her two week stay, Sharla and I had 
sex. She hadn't started her periods, so I was to 
concerned about her becoming with child.

When her mom returned, Sharla kissed me goodbye and 
said, "Mom will call you tonight about my living with 
you, I'll bet." Around nine that evening the phone 
rang, my daughter asked if she could impose on me. 
"What do you need, honey," I asked" Sharla and I have 
been having trouble and I didn't tell you when I picked 
Sharla up, but Mike and I got married while we were 
gone.

Sharla moved in with me three days later. I advised my 
daughter to get her on the pill as I didn't want any 
responsibility regarding her getting pregnant as I 
couldn't tell her about such things. Sharla was given 
some type of shot that kept her from taking the pill. 
The OBGYN thought she was too young to remember to 
always take a pill.

A few weeks later Sharla and I took a month long trip 
and I purchased a 34' RV motor coach. We could enjoy 
each other sexually without having to get separate 
rooms at a motel or have funny looks when a grandpa 
took his young grand-daughter into a motel room.

The first night after she moved in with me, we enjoyed 
sex as if it was her first time all over. She told me 
that the doctor who examined her asked how long she had 
been having sex and she told her for three months, 
first with an eleven year old and recently with a boy 
of fourteen. The doctor told her to be careful and not 
get a disease.

For five years we lived together and enjoyed sex almost 
daily. Sharla loved having sex during her period and 
when she was bleeding the most, she would say it looked 
like the first time we had sex and her cherry had 
gotten us both bloody.

On her thirteen birthday, I took her shopping and 
purchased her a stereo DVD player and several new items 
of clothing. That night we went to her favorite, and 
mine, steak house for dinner. Under her dress she was 
nude, each time that no one was watching she would kind 
of pull the short slip of her dress up so I could view 
her pussy hair. 

That night she let me, at her request, take her anal 
cherry. Her sounds were not so much of pain as they 
were of a hidden desire. Sharla got me hard, and after 
I put KY over my cock and into the entrance of her 
butt, she got up over me and took me in her anus. Her 
movements were slow as she took me into her rear, and 
when her hips finally rested on my legs, she moaned 
out, "Your all the way up my butt grandpa."

She moved up and down on my cock and her butt squeezed 
me as she pulled up, then kind of seemed to open as she 
sled back down onto my erection. Her sounds were not 
words but she moaned and groaned each time she rose and 
fell taking me in her butt. When I told her, "Sharla, 
I'm going to come baby, do it faster," her movements 
became very fast and she would slam down onto my groin. 
"Grandpa, I feel like coming to, can I come with you in 
my ass from butt-fucking?"

Hearing Sharla utter such words was new to me and when 
she spoke them, I shot my come up her butt. A strangled 
cry came from her throat, and then she fell forward. 
When my cock slipped out from her butt, Sharla farted 
and she tried to apologize. "You built up air inside as 
me made love, Sharla it is ok."

Until Sharla was sixteen, she didn't date and I finally 
convinced her she should date boys nearer to her age. 
She dated and had numerous boyfriends, but never more 
than a couple of months in length. Her life in high 
school was great and she was in the top of her class in 
grade standing. Her love of sports got her several 
state and district levels, as well as the top in her 
school.

After high school she worked small jobs while starting 
at the local community college. One day she asked me to 
take her out to her favorite steak house. She looked so 
beautiful and after eating in the restaurant for more 
than six years the help all made over her. The manager 
loved her and offered her a job if she wished to become 
a server. "If I came to work here I wouldn't be able to 
eat her with grandpa," she always replied.

"Grandpa, I want to join the Air Force, is it ok." 
Sharla asked me over dinner. "If that is what you want 
honey, you do what you wish. You will make grandpa 
proud as you know I was in the Air Force." Looking at 
me Sharla replied, "I know that, and that is why I want 
the Air Force."

Seven weeks later Sharla left for Lackland AFB in 
Texas. After basic, her assignment took her tech school 
at Sheppard AFB, also in Texas. After each stage of her 
competing her Air Force training, I would go see her 
and we would spend the nights together. When we had sex 
she would sometimes cry that she wasn't with me all the 
time. I told her, "Sharla you are with me each day and 
especially at night when I lay in bed and remember the 
twelve year old girl who gave me her virginity. You 
will always be with me, baby girl."

Sharla completed each phase of her training at her 
first assignment, and with honors according to letters 
from her commanding officer. After being at her base 
for sixteen months she was finally able to get leave. 
She took thirty days and the day she was able to sign 
out, I picked her up in the new 45' pusher bus coach. 

Her commander loved the coach and I let him drive it 
around base. It was Saturday and I told him, why don't 
we change Sharla's leave to be effective on Sunday, and 
you take your wife for a weekend in the RV. He couldn't 
believe I would let him use a new RV with less than a 
thousand miles on it, but he took the offer. Sharla and 
I got separate rooms off base at a nearby hotel to 
cover up our actual relationship.

Sunday afternoon around five, her commander arrived 
with the RV at the hotel and after eating dinner 
together at the officer's club, Sharla and I took off 
for thirty wonderful days.

On the last night together, the sex was intent on 
Sharla's part, and after our second time she commenced 
to cry. "What's wrong baby," I asked?

"Grandpa, I'm going to get married if it is ok with 
you. But I wanted the past thirty days with you because 
once I'm married I will be true to my husband. Tomorrow 
I want you to meet him. Grandpa, I don't want to end up 
like mom. Do you understand grandpa?"

Pulling her into my arms, I replied, "Sharla, nothing 
could make me happier than your finding a man you love 
and want to marry."

The next day I met Chris and he was the perfect person 
for Sharla, even though he was four years older. I gave 
them my blessings and them drove home.

Sharla and Chris were married and my daughter rode with 
me in the RV to the wedding. Her husband had moved out 
about two months before and she was upset. My daughter 
asked me to help her and give her advice while she was 
divorcing. Even asking if she could move back home. I 
told her that would not be a problem.

That night when we pulled into an RV park and got ready 
for bed, Lessa asked if she could sleep with me.

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison system.
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