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A Gift For Grandfather - 1
by Lea Adams (lea599@yahoo.com)

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My grandfather changed my entire outlook on old people, 
(Mf, ped, inc, 1st)

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Chapter One

Shortly after my twelfth birthday I went to spend a 
month at my grandparents place in Naples, Florida. They 
lived in a beautiful apartment complex that was 
complete with swimming pool. An added plus was that it 
was only a few blocks from the beach and the Gulf of 
Mexico. 

My Grandfather and Grandmother were my father's parents 
so I felt very comfortable with them, although I hardly 
knew them. The last time I had seen them was when they 
moved here. I had very fuzzy memories of them. They had 
moved to Florida five years before, when he retired 
from the civil service. 

My grandmother was a pleasant woman of 58, small like 
me, with delicate hands and features and snow white 
hair, which she wore perfectly fixed, not a hair out of 
place. I took an instant liking to her. She was an 
excellent cook, although they seldom ate in, mostly 
they went out or ordered in. She also played Bingo 
three nights a week. It was like a religion to her, 
Monday, Wednesday and Saturday, without fail.

Now my grandfather was another story. Like my father he 
was big, loud, and happy. At age 60 he bragged that he 
was still able to go three miles every day, of course, 
he was quick to point out that nowadays he walked the 
three miles instead of running. He was very handsome 
and I quickly fell madly in love. He took me everywhere 
with him, showing me off to all his cronies.

"This is my favorite granddaughter, Lea." he would say, 
not mentioning that I was his only granddaughter. "Have 
you ever in your life seen a more beautiful girl?" 

As big as he was, of course, everyone agreed with him. 

I guess I better describe myself to you. At twelve 
years old I was five foot tall, weight about 90 pounds, 
slender, with long blonde hair. I wore an AA bra, when 
I wore one at all. I preferred to go without a bra, 
loved the feel of my tee shirt rubbing across my 
nipples. I guess you could call me hot, all the boys at 
school did. I had been having oral sex with my father 
for about a year, but that is another story for another 
time. 

Needless to say, I was very proud of my body and didn't 
mind showing it off. Among my clothes was a brand new 
bikini swim suit that my father had bought me just for 
this trip.

My grandfather took me fishing, another first. Showed 
me how to play golf and tennis. He could swim further 
and faster than me. We took long walks on the beach.

All in all the, best grandfather a girl could want. The 
first time we went to the beach I wore my very skimpy, 
red bikini and his eyes lit up.

"Goddamn girl," he said. "You are one beautiful little 
lady. I better watch that nobody steals you away from 
me."

I hugged him and thanked him for the compliment, not 
thinking anything about it at the time. All the way to 
the beach I could feel his eyes glancing in my 
direction. I was very proud of the fact that he thought 
I was pretty and the way he was looking at my skimpy 
bottoms, I guessed he thought I was a little sexy too.

When we got to the beach I helped him carry our stuff 
down to the water's edge and then ran into the surf. It 
felt so great. I splashed around in the water for a 
while then walked out to where my grandfather had set 
up our stuff. The cool wind did a thing to my nipples 
under my wet top and I felt them get as hard as a rock. 
I think that was the first thing he noticed. His eyes 
fixed on my top and that funny look came into them. 

I had seen that look before. 

I loved that look that men gave me, but I didn't expect 
it from someone as old as my grandfather. Maybe I was 
mistaken. Maybe he was just pleased with me and happy 
that I was here with him.

I sat down in the sand and began excavating a trench 
that I could lie in and cover myself up with sand. When 
I had it deep enough I lay down in it and my 
grandfather came and began covering me with sand. It 
felt so great to feel the warm sand slowly cover my 
body. I was also aware that my grandfather's hands 
seemed to linger a little over my tiny breasts and even 
a little over my lower torso. Nah, just your 
imagination, I thought.

After a while I slowly crawled out of my burial mound 
and began shaking the sand from my body. It was 
everywhere. In my hair, ears, under my bikini top, 
inside my bottoms. I headed for the water to wash it 
out.

Once in the water I waded out until the water was up to 
my chin, glanced around and discovered no one was 
paying any attention to me so I slipped out of my 
bottoms and proceeded to wash the sand from my body and 
the suit. I could see my grandfather watching me from 
the shore. I figured he knew what I was doing but I was 
sure that he couldn't actually see my nakedness.

After getting all of the sand out, I slipped my suit 
back on and went back to the shore. I was puzzled by 
the looks he was giving me, not that it scared me, I 
was just puzzled. I wondered if he was thinking of me 
in a sexual way or was he even able to have sex. I had 
very limited knowledge of older people. I, erroneously, 
thought that after maybe fifty or so you couldn't have 
sex.

We arrived back at the apartment and found that my 
grandmother had ordered from the local Subway for us 
and had laid it all out before going to her Bingo. I 
love Subway. We devoured it and sat around chatting for 
a time before I announced that there were still a few 
grains of sand in very sensitive places and I was going 
to take a shower and try to get them out.

I got out of the shower, after shampooing my hair, 
wrapped a towel around me and went to my room. Two 
things happened in the same instant. I dropped the 
towel to the floor and my grandfather walked in to ask 
if I wanted to watch some TV show. He stared, open 
mouthed, at this naked girl standing in the middle of 
the room facing him. As he was to say later. "She 
didn't cover herself or cringe, just stood there."

"Hi Grampa," I said. Not even thinking about covering 
my nakedness, after all, my father looked at me naked 
all the time, and did a lot more than look.

My grandfather stood as if turned to stone, a hundred 
emotions running through his mind at the same time. His 
eyes swept up and down over my body. I could see his 
hands trembling.

"Is there something you wanted Grampa?" I asked after a 
long time.

"Uh... Uh... Yes... UH... never mind." His eyes never 
left my body.

I reached down and picked up my nightgown, actually a 
large white tee shirt that I wore as a nightgown, that 
I had laid out earlier.

"Is it okay if I just wear my nightgown while we watch 
TV? I got a little too much sun today at the beach."

He waved his arms in dismissal. "Wear whatever you 
want," he said, rather gruffly and turned and stalked 
out.

I was devastated. What had I done to make my 
grandfather angry? Maybe he was mad because I had taken 
so much time in the bathroom. I slid the nightgown over 
my head, not bothering to even put on panties and 
followed him into the living room. he was sitting in 
his favorite chair flipping through the channels on the 
TV. I stood in front of him, tears beginning to well up 
in my eyes.

"I'm sorry I made you mad, Grampa, I didn't mean to." I 
could feel a tear sliding down my cheek. I guess I made 
a pitiful sight, standing there in my bare feet, with 
nothing on but a thin nightgown, and it barely covering 
my nearly bald pussy.

My grandfather held out his arms and pulled me onto his 
lap. "Oh baby! You haven't done anything wrong. I 
wasn't mad at you. I was mad at myself for barging in 
on you like that and seeing you naked like that. I was 
mad at myself for the terrible thoughts I had when I 
looked at you."

I snuggled up in his lap. "You couldn't have terrible 
thoughts Grampa."

"Oh yes I can Lea, You are a very, very beautiful girl 
and I am a man."

"So?" I hugged him a little harder.

"Well, when men look at beautiful women they have these 
thoughts and they want to touch them."

"Do you think I am a beautiful woman, Grampa?"

"Very beautiful Lea, very beautiful."

"You didn't touch me, Grampa."

"I thought about it."

I mulled that over in my mind, trying to find the 
logic. "Grampa?"

"Yes Lea?"

"Does this mean you won't put lotion on my sunburn?"

"No, of course not. I would be happy to put lotion on 
you." He said, kissing me on the forehead.

I jumped up and yanked my nightgown over my head. My 
grandfather let out a groan as he looked at my body 
only a foot away from him. In fact, considering that he 
was sitting in his easy chair, my young, nearly bald, 
pussy was only a foot away from his eyes. His eyes 
focused on my pussy, covered by soft blonde hair, it 
might as well have been shaved, and the hair was so 
fine.

"Oh my God," he croaked. "What am I going to do with 
you?"

I smiled a big smile. "If you really do think I'm 
beautiful you can touch me Grampa, as much as you 
want."

He reached out a trembling hand and touched my pussy, 
lightly running his fingers up and down the tiny slit. 
His eyes never left my face as he slipped one finger 
inside my pussy, then brought it to his mouth and 
sucked on it. Then it was back, exploring my little 
slit. There was such a look of wonder on his face as he 
gently ran his finger inside me. I opened my legs, to 
give him free access to my tiny button. As his finger 
slid over my tiny clit I couldn't suppress a moan.

"You don't mind me doing this Lea? He asked, sliding 
his finger in deeper.

I let out another moan. "I love your touch Grampa, it 
feels good."

My grandfather reluctantly pulled his finger from my 
pussy. As he got up from his chair I saw that he had 
this huge erection pushing at the front of his pants. 
This surprised me a little. I reached out and grasp it, 
which brought a moan to his lips. He picked me up in 
his arms and carried me to my room. Laying me on my 
bed, his mouth went directly for my tiny pussy.

"Oh my god lea," he groaned as he raised his head. "You 
taste so wonderful."

"Thank you Grampa," was all I could manage, as the knot 
in my stomach began to form. Then his tongue explored 
my pussy, flicking across my tiny clit, bringing little 
jolts of pleasure to my body. I felt his teeth gently 
nibbling at my clit and I went wild with desire, 
throwing my legs up around his head.

"Lick me all over Grampa, lick me all over," I begged.

He didn't need any encouragement, his tongue was 
everywhere. Burrowing into my pussy, trying to slip 
inside my ass hole. He gathered some moisture from my 
ravaged pussy on his little finger and slid it slowly 
inside my tiny ass hole. The feeling was so wild. 

"Yes! Yes! Oh Yes! Grampa," I whispered as wave after 
wave of the most delicious feeling swept over me. My 
tiny ass hole was clenching and unclenching around his 
little finger as my legs let go of the death grip they 
had on his head and waved frantically in the air. His 
tongue, in the meantime, was probing the depths of my 
hungry pussy.

Slowly he pushed his finger into my ass until it was 
past the first knuckle. I thought I was going to die 
from the pleasure. Ever so slowly he slid his finger in 
and out of my ass hole. My whole being was on fire. The 
combination of his tongue in my pussy and his finger 
slowly moving in my tiny ass hole was driving me 
insane. My body shook with a mighty orgasm, bigger than 
I had ever experienced before. Slowly he withdrew his 
finger from my ass-hole, I could feel the muscle 
working, almost like it was sorry to see it go, I know 
I was.

My grandfather reluctantly pulled away from my 
throbbing pussy and stood up.

"I have to go masturbate darling."

I could see the huge bulge and understood. I reached 
out and touched the bulge. "Let me do it for you 
Grampa, please?" I begged.

He stared at me for a minute, and then nodded. "In the 
bathroom, so we won't make a mess."

I followed him into the bathroom and watched as he 
dropped his pants and pulled his shorts down. His cock 
sprang out from it's confinement in all it's glory. It 
was the largest one I had ever seen. Fully eight inches 
long and at least an inch and a half in diameter. I was 
in shock as I tried to grasp this magnificent cock in 
my tiny hands.

My grandfather groaned loudly as my tiny hands went 
around his cock. I began to move up and down the full 
length of it. Then he let out a gasp as I knelt down 
and began to lick and kiss the huge head. There was no 
way I could get all of this monster in my mouth but I 
tried valiantly.

"OH god! Oh god! Oh god!" He kept muttering as his 
orgasm approached.

I could feel his body tense and knew he was close. 
Then, with a mighty groan, a huge glob of cum spurted 
out. I was moving my hands as fast as I could on his 
cock and watched in awe as spurt after spurt of white, 
sticky cum flooded out of this monster of a cock. 

My grandfather's knees buckled and he nearly collapsed 
from the release of all the tension. he reached out and 
pulled my naked body to him. I was still holding his 
now softening cock in my hands. Even soft it was large.

"My God Lea." He said. "I have never cum that big in 
all my life."

I smiled proudly. "Did I do good Grampa?"

He hugged me tighter. "You did marvelous my darling, 
just marvelous."

I grinned back at him. "You did pretty good yourself 
Grampa."

After we cleaned up the mess in the bathroom I put my 
nightgown back on and we went into the living room and 
I snuggled in his lap.

My grandfather cleared his throat. "Uh, Lea?'

"Yes Grampa?" I replied sleepily.

"Uh... What we did... uh..."

"Yes Grampa?"

"Well we can't tell anyone about it or I will get in 
serious trouble."

"I know Grampa, I won't tell anyone ever. I promise. 
But Grampa?"

"Yes my love?"

"Can we do it again the next time grandmother goes to 
Bingo?"

Continued in part 2...

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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.
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