Chapter 2: And So I Dreamed

It was a couple of years ago; the last time I saw Grandpa. I’m sitting on his lap, in my pj’s, watching TV, like we often did when he was at our house. There was always something hard and bumpy in Grandpa’s lap when I was sitting on it. And it seemed the more I wiggled around, the more the hard thing squirmed, which made the bump bigger, which always made Grandpa smile.

His left hand was around my waist, although it had slipped lower, to my hip and my tush. His right hand was inside my pj bottoms, on my thigh and in between my legs, where he sort of felt my cotton panties a little. Then his left hand snaked under my top and touched me on my little breast and he felt my little girl nipple. I felt awkward telling him how much I liked when he did that, so I just sat back and enjoyed it and wiggled my tush some more.

“Megan?” It was a whisper in my ear.

“Yes, Grandpa?”

“We’ve been watching enough TV, sweetie. I think it’s time for your shower.”

‘Oh, goodie’, I thought. I always loved when Grandpa gave me a shower. I looked forward to it.

“Yes, Grandpa, it’s shower time. Let’s go!” I said enthusiastically.

I climbed off his lap, grabbed him by the hand and pulled him toward the bathroom. I noticed Grandpa still had that funny bump in front of his pants again, just like always when we took a shower. I didn’t understand it but it didn’t seem to matter. This was my happy time.

We went into my parents’ bathroom and stood next to the big shower stall.

“My goodness, Megan. You’re becoming such a grown up girl. You’re hips are getting larger and I could feel that you’re growing breasts.”

“I noticed that, Grandpa. I even have some hair on my vagina now.” I said with pride. “I’m growing up”.

“You certainly are, honey.” Grandpa had a big smile on his face. “I hope you’ve been keeping your vagina clean. As a girl matures, keeping a clean vagina is more important than ever.”

“I have, Grandpa but you’d better check it to make sure.” I liked when grandpa put his finger in my vagina, to check if was clean. It always felt so nice; knowing it was clean, that is.

“I will, sweetie but first I need to take off my clothes so they won’t get wet in the shower.”

Grandpa took his clothes off while I watched. He was smiling and it looked like he was enjoying undressing. He pulled down his tighty whitie underpants and his big thing popped out. It was so big and so red at the top and his hairy balls seemed to swell. (I’ve had sex/ed, so I know some stuff.)

“Look at your ol’ Grandpa’s cock, Megan. Isn’t it pretty? It’s so hard. Would you like to touch it? Yes, you would, sweetheart. Put your hand right there.”

I put my little hand on his cock and I held it. I wasn’t sure what to do with it.

It was both hard and soft at the same time. It throbbed and it bounced up and down in my palm and Grandpa made funny sounds. I wrapped the fingers of my right hand around it. It was my grandfather’s cock and I’m so young.

“Pull it back and forth, sweetheart. Yeah, uh, uhh, uhhhh.”

I pulled Grandpa’s thing ... his cock ... back and forth. He was making more funny sounds but he seemed to like it ... So did I.

“Whoa, there, Megan. We’d better stop”, and he pushed my hand away from his thing. His penis. His cock. Whatever. Grandpa pushed my hand away from his cock.

“I’m awfully young, Grandpa. Was I not doing it right? Pulling on your penis? I like the way it slid back and forth in my hand.”

“I liked it too, my child. But I don’t want to get off so soon. Now let’s get your clothes off.”

“What’s ‘get off’ Grandpa?” as I raised my arms and he pulled my top off. I was naked underneath and my new breasts and nipples stood straight out.

Grandpa made a funny sucking sound when he looked at me.

“God, you’re beautiful, Megan.” He reached out and put his hands on my breasts. Feeling my tweener girl titties. Feeling my nipples. He fondled them between his fingers and they got hard.