Chapter 3

Right now, both of us are nude. Grampa's sitting on his couch, and I am sitting ten feet away from him, in a big stuffy chair. I could feel his sexual excitement as I watched him slowly stoke his cock. I mischievously gazed at him out of the corner of my eye, and spread my legs wider. I separated my pussy lips, run my fingers along the slippery gooey surface, and showed him the fluid oozing from my cunt.

"Oh my goodness Gramps, thinking about all the things we do, and some we have yet to explore, has made my nipples and pussy all tingly. Do you get that way when you think of me? I love keeping secrets too, especially the sexy-naughty ones about you and me. Sometime, late at night, I fantasize about having sex with you for a whole weekend with no one around."

I heard him gasp, looked up at him, and grinned. "You like what you see, Grampa?"

He licked his lips and with a shivering voice replied, "Oh yes! I love what I see. Honey slide your finger inside your hot hole, and then lick them. That's it, now two fingers. Oh god, you're turning me on more."

I lapped the sticky juices hungrily from my fingers, and purred, "Grampa watching you stroke that cock is making me so hot and horny! Yummmm, my fingers taste so good."

I finger-fucked myself slowly with two fingers, and gasped when my muscles grabbed at my fingers milking them as it they were a cock. I looked at Grampa, he was stroking faster. I reached down, and pinched my hard nipples, making them red and stand out like little bullets. I scooted forward so he could see both holes and spread my legs wider for him. I then reached down and slowly rubbed my sensitive, swollen clit. I close my eyes, and moaned. My climax was building, slowly, surges through me, waiting eagerly for release.

"Oooooooh Grampa, I love fingering my hot pussy for you! I just love watching you stroke your hard cock!"

"Oh my sweet baby girl, you sure know how to please Grampa. Did you know I think of you as a woman?"

I giggled, blushed and blurted out, "I think of you as a man too Grampa! Oh fuck, I'm going to cum soon! Tell me how bad you want me to finger-fuck my cunt? I just love it when you talk dirty to me!"

Grampa looked at me, his body trembling all over, and his brow was covered with sweat. He smiled devilishly, and suggested, "Rub you're your hot, hard, clit for Grampa. That's it; now ram those fingers deep inside your cunt, deeper, harder baby. Oooooh fuck, that's it, God I could see you juices oozing all over your ass and thighs. AAaahhh, mmmmm, fuccckkkk! I'm going to cum!!!"

I paused for a minute and shouted, "Grampa, come over here and cum in my mouth. I just love that, it makes me cum so damn hard!!!"

He got off the couch, walked over to me, and slid the gooey head of his hard cock across my wanting lips. "Suck my dick baby, that's it, all of it, you know like I showed you last weekend. Yesss don't stop!!!"

I resumed masturbating harder, and loved it when Grampa fucked my mouth. While his cock was still in my mouth, he reached down, rolled my left nipple, and then pinched it.

That did it; I climaxed so hard I went weak in the knees.

He helped steady me, and then slowly resumed fucking my mouth. His hands were full of my red hair as he held my head, thrusting in and out, his cock sliding between my lips and over my tongue. He concentrated solely on his pleasure ... on the sensations created by my warm, wet, mouth.

Before long, he paused, and growled, "Prepare yourself sugar, Gramps wants to cum in your mouth."

I knew he was getting close; I could feel his veins pulsate against my tongue. I held on to his hips, while he thrust in and out of my mouth.

I sucked him deeper and harder, then reached down, and squeezed his ball-sack.

"Drink it baby, mmmm here it is!"

I swallowed hard, holding myself down on his pole, as I didn't want to miss a drop this time.

Afterwards, he picked me up, and kissed me passionately, like a man kisses a woman, not as his granddaughter. He then held me close and whispered, "I love you my sweet baby-girl. You know what I want to do next time you are here?"

"No, what's that Gramps?"

"I want to fuck you. Would that be okay?"

I winked, and confessed, "If you show me how."

The following week drug by slower than molasses. Monday night I was at my desk looking at brochures from different colleges. My dad was in the living room reading the newspaper, and momma was in the kitchen fixing supper. I started daydreaming about what I could do when I visited Gramps Saturday.

I was so aroused, and about to slide my fingers inside my panties, when momma knocked on my door.

"Trisha, are you busy? I need to talk to you about something?"

I quickly sat up, and composed myself. "Come in Momma, I was just reading the pamphlets about colleges."

She came in, sat down on the bed near me, and began talking. "Trisha, you will be happy to know you do not have to go to Grampa's this weekend."

Her words made my elated feelings drop as quickly as air coming from a busted balloon. I hid my emotions and asked, "Momma, don't I have to help him clean his house Saturday?"

Before I could ask, she said, "Well, dear, this Saturday you don't have too clean Grampa's house. The reason is, because, your dad is planning taking me out of town this weekend to celebrate our anniversary. Your brother will be staying at his friend John's house, and your older sister is going to a slumber party, and neither will be back before noon Sunday. That leaves us with a problem, as to who could watch out for you while we were gone. I would suggest that Grampa could come here and keep an eye on you. I could see by that look in your eyes, you're telling me that you don't need a babysitter. Consider, it as you watching him, as sometimes he does need supervised. Your Dad just called him and he said he would be happy to watch you."

Here, I thought my playtime with Gramps was ruined. However, when I heard he was coming to our house to watch me and we'd be alone, my insides quivered in sexual delight. I blushed and hoped momma wouldn't see my hardening nipples and guess what the two of us were really up too.

Momma got up put her arm around me, kissed my cheek and asked, "I hope that is okay with you?"

I hugged her back and lied, "I will allow it this time, but only because Ronald and Janice won't be here to pester the daylights out of me."

Mom left the room to go finish supper and I once again began daydreaming. All of a sudden a delightful thought crossed my mind, "Maybe Gramps and I could go skinny dipping in our pool."

The rest of the week I couldn't concentrate on anything. When it was finally Friday it went by slower than molasses. I tried everything I could think of to pass the time, without letting on how excited I was about being alone with Grampa. By evening, I couldn't stand it; I had to go masturbate, in a way where no-one would catch me, but where? Then it dawned on me, I could take a bath and play.

Knowing I wouldn't be disturbed during bath time, I gathered my robe, rushed into the bathroom, stripped, and quickly crawled into the tub. I let out a sigh as one hand caressed a swollen nipple and the other went straight to my throbbing clit. I masturbated while I fantasized about Gramps and I fucking in the pool. I placed the wash cloth in my mouth to stifle my scream when I climaxed.

I got out, dried myself off, and then went into my bedroom. I ogled my body for a bit before putting on my nightie. I didn't wear pajamas anymore they were too cumbersome. That night I fell asleep and soon dreamed of Grampa and what I would do when he got here.

A tug at my arm awoke me, and when I looked up I saw Gramps. He glanced around the room, smiled, winked, and slid his hand beneath the covers. When he found out I was only wearing a nightie, his hand quivered.

He leaned over, kissed me softly, moaned, and whispered, "It's about time you woke up my sexy bumpkin."

I flashed Gramps a sultry smile, and glanced around the room, to make sure we were alone. I then whispered, "Rub my pussy Gramps if you want too."

He looked around again and suggested, "Maybe we should wait, I wouldn't want you mom to catch us, because she'd kill me."

I frowned, shoved my pussy into his hand, and replied, "I don't want to wait." I then paused and whispered, "I suppose I'd better, because I know once you start touching me, I can't stop."

He picked me up off the bed and shouted, "Well your mom said to tell you breakfast is ready, so let's go eat!"

After setting me down, I reached for my robe, flashed him, and dashed out of the room squealing, "I'll beat you to the table Gramps!"

We soon joined the family for breakfast. Just in time because momma said she was just about to come see if the two of us got lost or something.

I looked at Gramps, blushed, and giggled.

He winked and kept on eating, knowing that our secret was still safe.

Gramps looked over at my dad and questioned, "What time are you leaving?"

Dad chuckled, flashed my mom a smile, and replied, "As soon as the boss says we have everything loaded in the trunk. Man, with all the stuff she's packing, you'd think we were staying a week."

Momma blushed, glared at my dad, and confessed, "I suggest that we get going, as soon as possible, after all we haven't got all day to get there."