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Making Babies: Taylor Swift
by Geminiguy (geminiguy7.hotmail.co.uk@gmail.com)
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My 11th "Making Babies" entry. It was my granddaughter's
13th birthday, and I wanted to do something special,
just the two of us. (Mf, ped, 1st, inc, oral, celeb-
parody)
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[December 13, 2002, Pennsylvania]
Today is my granddaughter's birthday. I know how her
parents are, and I wanted to do something special for
her birthday.
Taylor is thirteen today. I know her family has a
tradition birthday in mind, I know because partly that's
my own "fault". My wife and I had raised our children
well. We used old-fashioned values. And they grew up to
be a lot like us.
My son married a girl just like him, and they raised
their children the same way. Not that there's anything
wrong with that.
But my values have changed. I'm not the same person I
was when I was raising my children. Life changes who you
are. Some of you know what I mean, those of you who
don't will find out eventually.
For me the changes started when my wife died. She was
only in her forties, the same age as me.
We married young. We were only eighteen but we were in
love. I had gotten a job at the mill before we married
so when our son was born we had a comfortable life. He
and his wife didn't have Taylor until they were twenty-
three.
Anyway, we were young, had been each others' sweethearts
since Junior High. And I had expected us to grow old
together. Life throws you a sucker punch sometimes.
After she passed I started realizing the hypocrisy of
life, of politicians, of religion, all of it. The old-
fashioned ways especially. It was all bullshit.
My children encouraged me to get married again so I
wouldn't grow old alone. I didn't want to marry again. I
didn't want the same thing to happen again. Life's too
short, you know?
I never "sowed my wild oats", so I decided to start
doing that. Of course I did it on the down low. I didn't
want to get an earful from my family.
I started secretly frequenting internet chat rooms. I
missed the sex, we had an amazing sex life. I found
myself masturbating for the first time.
And I started frequenting internet chat rooms. I soon
realized young women had a thing for guys my age. And it
was easy to tell apart the nymphomaniacs from the gold
diggers.
Teenage girls were the same. I must have been a closet
pervert because I found the underage girls I was
chatting the hottest. And they really were underage,
they'd sending me nudes of themselves are if we chatted
by webcam they loved getting naked for me.
I fantasized about meeting some of those jailbait
cuties. But I didn't want to take chances. I started
hooking up with the twenty-something girls I'd meet
online. I'd drive miles to places where people didn't
know me to meet a girl. We'd either fuck at her house or
if she still lived with her parents, at her friend's or
a motel.
I found fucking someone over twenty years younger than
me to be an illicit thrill. And as I was ramming my cock
in and out of some young beauty I was imagining they
were actually one of my underage girls on those chat
sites.
It always made me jizz harder thinking that way.
I'm fifty-five now. I get away with looking fifteen
years younger though. My son is jealous because he looks
older than his age. I told him about stress but he never
listened... I admit I've had fantasies about his wife.
She a hot young thing. I find my fantasies have grown
more perverted over the past decade or so.
The last few years I've also found myself noticing my
granddaughter Taylor. She grows more beautiful every
year. And she has that innocence about her my children
had at her age. I find that so sexy about her.
Taylor has long medium-blonde hair. She used to wear it
darker when she was younger before she started coloring
it. With her mother's permission of course.
She also has these gorgeous blue eyes, and that smile
she likes to give her grandfather... She also taller
than most girls her age, and on the skinny side, though
she has a butt most twenty years olds would be envious
of. I know, because of those tight jeans she wears.
It's funny, if Taylor were to wear a tight top, a low-
cut top, or go braless, she'd get an earful from her
parents. But tight jeans, girls always seem to get away
with that.
When I'd go on one of my rendezvous, I find myself now
imagining it's Taylor and jizzing into. That has made
the sex even hotter than all the sex I'd been having in
the past decade.
Ever since Taylor turned twelve, I more and more
seriously thought about seducing her. She loved her
grandfather, and I was sure she would be open to it. But
I had my doubts too. But that didn't stop the urges to
grow more and more as her birthday drew nearer and
nearer...
The weather had been nice this fall. And it hadn't
gotten cold enough to snow yet. When I got up early this
morning - to think of what I could do for Taylor's
birthday - I was pleasantly surprised to find it was
like a very warm spring day out.
I decided to take my granddaughter on a picnic. Sure,
that may sound tame. But even that would be a
improvement over whatever bullshit was planned.
My son and daughter-in-law treated Taylor like a child,
especially when it came to birthday parties. Again,
partly my fault since that was how we treated all the
children growing up.
So I figured a private picnic for the two of us was what
today called for.
So I dressed a threw together a picnic basket, threw it
in the back of my Jeep Cherokee and drove over to my son
and daughter-in-law's home.
I parked around back and slipped in through the backyard
so they wouldn't know. Then I found some pebbles, and
tossed them up near Taylor's window to get her
attention.
I didn't have to try for too long.
Taylor looked out and saw me. Her face lit up. She
raised her window.
"Grandpa!" She grinned.
"Shhh!" I said as low as possible. "Keep it down. We
don't want to wake your folks up. Get dressed and come
on down! I'm stealing you away!"
Taylor's grin turned conspiratorial.
"Are you sure that's a good idea?" She asked. "And what
should I wear?"
"You KNOW what your parents have planned for you!" I
reminded her.
"So of course it's a great idea! And throw on anything.
It's nice out today."
Taylor ducked back in, turned her back and whipped her
sleep shirt over her head. She was braless.
Sure, I didn't see any boob but my cock still twitched.
I was getting nervous we'd get caught. I kept checking
my watch every fifteen seconds. Finally Taylor climbed
out of her window and closed it behind her.
"Catch me, granddad!" She said, then jumped down from
the low height. I caught my granddaughter easily.
We ran off together to my Cherokee, Taylor's obviously
braless tits bouncing the whole time. She was giggling.
We jumped in the Jeep and I sped off.
"Where are we going, granddad?" She asked as she buckled
up.
"You're going to think this sounds boring, but I'm going
to take you on a picnic," I told Taylor. "I have a
friend who has acres and acres of beautiful landscape,
he's away for the next few months and he gave me the
keys a long time ago to come any time I want. It'll be a
picnic for just the two of us, sweetie."
"That doesn't sound boring at all, grandad!" She said,
smiling. "And it'll be better than whatever dad and mom
have in mind this year, blah!"
We both laughed.
We drove on, talking and listening to Country music. I
had a Tim McGraw CD on, I knew how much Taylor liked
him.
An hour and a half later we arrived at my friend's
property. I pulled up to the gate, got out and unlocked
it. Getting back in the Jeep, I drove through then got
out to relock the gate.
I drove up the winding drive through groves of trees,
Taylor thought it was so pretty. Reaching the house, I
drove past it and soon we were in open country. The
trail would constantly drop down then rise again, so
when we reached the spot I planned to have our little
picnic at we were high up but still out of sight of any
inquisitive eyes on the ground at least.
I parked the Jeep and my granddaughter and I got out. I
popped the hatch and Taylor grabbed the picnic basket
and I grabbed the blanket.
I watched Taylor as she walked in front of me.
I had mentioned she was braless, under a white, loose
top. She wore red short shorts, that showed off her
coltish thighs and womanly butt.
We stopped in a sunny spot, the air growing warmer. I
laid out the blanket and Taylor set down the basket. And
I started to strip.
"Granddad!" She gasped, as my large cock came into view.
Taylor didn't look away though or blush.
"What? I'm going to work on my all-over tan," I said.
Taylor giggled.
I laid down on my back as Taylor stood there staring at
my naked, in shape body.
"Well, are you just going to stand there and stare?" I
teased. "Or are you going to come suck your
grandfather's cock?"
Taylor gasped again. "That's nasty!" She blurted. "But I
am curious..."
She hesitated a bit longer than knelt down beside me. A
bit more time past until she bent over my cock. Taking
it in her hand, it began to grow. Her eyes shone with
curiosity as she stared at my cock with great interest.
Then she dipped her head opened her mouth and took a few
inches of my cock into it.
It didn't take long to become fully erect.
"How do you like it, sweetie?" I asked.
Taylor slipped her mouth off of my cock briefly. "It's
salty but good!" She gushed. "And I love how it feels in
my mouth! How am I doing, granddad?"
"You're doing great, Taylor! Keep it up!"
She beamed at my approval. Ducking her head back down,
Taylor started sucking me with more intensity. She was
moaning, and with each bob of her head she swallowed a
little more of my length.
My granddaughter's beautiful long, wavy hair was in a
ponytail today, dangling over her left shoulder.
Speaking of dangling, I had an unencumbered view down
her top at her cute breasts. They swayed as she sucked
me faster, the areolae dark pinkish-brown and medium in
size, her nipples stiff and large. I wanted to reach
down inside her top and play with her nipples, but I was
worried she'd stop if I did.
"I can't believe I'm doing this!" Taylor giggled between
sucks. "Oral sex is perverted, and doing it to you is
incest... But I can't help myself..."
"I know what you mean," I replied. "I've had thoughts
about you like this for a long time..."
Taylor smiled. "You have, granddad?"
I nodded. "I can't help myself either..."
"Awww, that's so sweet, granddad! Thank you!" She said
before completely focusing on sucking my cock.
Taylor was getting better and better, now handling
three-quarters of my length. I could feel the head
butting the back of her young throat.
I groaned. It felt so amazing... Taylor was a natural
born cocksucker.
I tried to hold back as long as I could. I hardly lasted
ten minutes when I felt it coming.
"Taylor baby... Granddad's about to spurt..."
She lifted her head from my cock. "What do you want me
to do, grandad? Just name it."
"Swallow all of my jizz when I cum!" I said.
"Okay, granddad!"
Ducking back down her head again, Taylor started sucking
my cock faster, moaning loudly around it. I groaned
louder, my testicles tightening up. My cock swell up.
Taylor's eyes went wide.
I grunted and the floodgates opened up.
The first heavy bolt of jizz exited my cock and crashed
into the back of her throat. Taylor swallowed it down as
the second bolt entered her mouth.
Swallowing faster, she was able to keep up with the
supply with ease, swallowing down all of my jizz
greedily.
When I was finally spent, Taylor slipped her mouth off
of my cock.
"Mmmm, I love the taste of your, uhhh, jizz, granddad!"
She gushed. "I hope you'll let me do that again!"
I pulled Taylor up, kissing her deeply. "I'd love that,"
I smiled, cupping her butt cheeks. "But now, I have
something completely different in mind..."
"What, granddad?"
Without answering I rolled Taylor under me as we kissed.
I unbuttoned and unzipped her scarlet-colored shorts,
pushing them down with her panties. My granddaughter
didn't resist.
I slipped my hand between her legs. Her unshaven pussy
was soaked.
"Mmmm, granddad..." Taylor moaned between kisses. "Are
you going to..."
"Fuck you?" I finished.
Giggling, Taylor said "Yeah. Are you?"
"I plan on it," I answered.
"I'm glad," She said, spreading her legs for me.
"You are?"
"Yeah. I'm glad you're going to be my first," Taylor
smiled.
I kissed her again as I took hold of my cock and probed
her slit as it grew wetter and wetter. The head finally
found the opening and popped in.
Taylor's body stiffened. She moaned softly.
I slowly pushed forward until I hit her hymen. "Now,
Taylor sweetie, this is going to hurt for a few
moments..."
"Okay, granddad."
I slid back, then kissed her as I shoved my cock through
her hymen. Taylor moaned into my mouth as we kissed, I
kept the momentum going, jamming my cock in and out of
her young pussy.
"Oh, granddad!" She moaned. "Am I a woman now?"
"You sure are," I answered, fucking her faster and
faster.
"Mmmm, I love how it feels!" Taylor cried out as she had
her first orgasm.
My granddaughter clung to me as her body spasmed, her
pussy clamping around me cock.
"Fuck me, granddad!" She screamed. "I'm your little
slut!"
Hearing Taylor say that - so uncharacteristic of her -
spurred me on.
I fucked her harder.
My granddaughter arced her, rolled back her head and
screamed as she came again. Her pussy spasmed around my
cock, juices spurting out past the shaft profusely.
I'd never fucked a pussy as tight and hot as Taylor's. I
never wanted to leave it.
I fucked her fast and hard for fifty minutes - making
her orgasm dozens of times - before I arced my own back
as I grunted and began to spurt my jizz into. I rapidly
pumped nine or ten bolts of jizz deep inside my
granddaughter, gasping and groaning as I came.
My cock quickly softened and slipped out of Taylor, as
did much of my load. I rolled off of her onto my back
beside her, catching my breathe, all covered in sweat.
Taylor half rolled onto me, playing with my chest hairs
as she looked at me.
I finally looked up at her. "Do you still love me?" I
asked.
"Of course I do, granddad, why wouldn't I?"
"After what I did to you..."
"No, what WE did," Taylor corrected. "I wanted it as
much as you did, I love you even more than ever,
granddad."
"And I love you too, Taylor love..."
I raised my head and she moved hers closer to mine and
we kissed again.
I thought about how I was ruining my son and daughter-
in-law's birthday plans for Taylor, but I didn't give a
fuck. I also started thinking about the possibility of
running away with her. I bet she'd be willing to run
away with me if I wanted to keep her all to myself...
But Taylor was a joy to be shared with everyone, and I
wanted everyone to enjoy her. Just as long as I was the
only one fucking her...
THE END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story
is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything
in 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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