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Grandpa And I Were Home Alone

My mother was a nurse, and worked early shifts. I had just seen her off to work, and there was no one in the house except me and my Grandfather. Grandpa was sleeping soundly in the next room, and I lay
There, thinking about what I had seen the previous night right after Grandpa finished taking a shower.
I had no idea that he was in the shower. The water was off when I had opened the door, and I just walked right on in --- and bumped into a naked man. I looked right at his cock, and was surprised at how
much it turned me on to just look at it.” Sorry, Grandpa," I said, and turned and left.
Grandpa had moved in with us just a few months ago. There was no one but Mom, Grandpa and me living in the house. It was good to have a man around the house again. And how, I thought.
After seeing Grandpa naked, and getting such a good look at his big dick, I went to my room and lifted my night robe and lay on the bed. I ran my fingers down to my pussy, and I found the spot that I liked so well. It made me tingle all over, fingering myself that way. I came, my whole body jerking and tingling with the excitement of having seen Grandpa naked. Still, the visions of his cock invaded my dreams. I wanted to touch it, to feel it in my hands. I wanted to take his dick in my mouth and suck on it. I wanted to put my tongue on that fleshy sac beneath his cock, the two heavy, hanging balls covered with hair. Oh, how I wanted to touch those! I really wanted to feel his balls, to run my tongue over them, and feel his hairs running across my tongue.
I lay there, fingering myself again, wondering what Grandpa's balls would feel like in my hands. I wondered what they would taste like, if I let my tongue move all over them.
I lay there, still fingering myself, thinking about my grandfather's dick. I wanted so much to see it up close, to hold it in my hands. I sat up in bed, swinging my legs over the side, and then got up and walked across the room. Opening the door, I found that the hallway was dark and quiet. I moved down the hallway, the movement of the air caressing my naked body under my nightie causing me to shiver in delight.
I gently opened the door to Grandpa's room. With the light coming in through the window from the outside street lights, I could make out his form in the bed. It was warm, and his window was open. I moved closer, and could see that there was only a sheet over him.
I stood there and looked at the form beneath the sheet. He lay on his back, his eyes closed. His breathing was soft and steady. He lay outside the sheet, and the sheet itself was pulled nearly down to his waist. I could see the hairs on his chest, the firm, hard muscles in his belly. Just beneath his navel, the sheet covered the object of my desire. Just a little further, I thought, and I could stand there and play with myself, looking at his cock.
Deftly, I reached out and touched the outline of his hard cock beneath the sheet. I could feel its hardness, and his reaction in his sleep amazed me. He reached down and put his hand over his cock,grasping the area around his big balls. Then, he turned over. The sheet rode up on his ass, and I could see his hairy ass as he lay there. I could see, though not very clearly, a piece of his balls between his legs as he spread them, laying half on his stomach.
I was disappointed, but thrilled at my discovery. I reached out and with one finger, touched the area just beneath his asshole, where there was a little line of skin above his balls. He flipped over again, mumbling in his sleep. This time, the sheet didn't cover him. With the light filtering in through the window, I could see his cock plainly. It didn't look at all like what I had seen earlier. It was hard and throbbing, and long and straight
The very tip was darker than the rest of it. I wanted to see it in the light. I stood there and thought for a moment, but just for a moment. Then, I reached out and touched the tip of it. It was smooth, and throbbed beneath my fingers. The feel of it thrilled me beyond my wildest expectations. I was enamored, excited by the feel of such a thing. I moved my whole hand to the bottom of it, and with my other hand, I pulled the sheet away from his crotch altogether.
I grabbed it at the bottom, wrapping my fingers around it,feeling the smooth, velvety skin at the base of it. It was so hard,like a bone, yet the skin was so soft. I could feel the throbbing, the pulsing of the thing with his heartbeat. It was alive, lovely, tantalizing and I wanted it. I wanted to hold it, kiss it, fondle it, stroke it. I bent down and touched the tip of it with my tongue. Grandpa moaned in his sleep, and moved again. I drew away as quickly as I could. This time, he grabbed the sheet and pulled it over him, all the way to his chest. Before he had a chance to settle into this new position, I pulled the sheet off him.
He seemed to accept the idea, and lay there, completely asleep,and completely naked. For the first time, I could see everything, even though it was in semi-darkness. I wanted to see it all, up close, in the light.
I let go of the magnificent organ I held, and walked over to the light switch. Although it was early morning and the light filtering in through the window was becoming brighter, I wanted to see it all.
Grandpa's eyes flickered, and he moved over a little. But, he didn't pull the sheet over him. I walked back over by the bed and looked closely at his hard, fascinating cock.
Seeing it in the bright light was different than it had been under the pale light that flickered in from the window. I stood there, amazed at what I was looking at. From the first inch at the base of it, his cock was buried in a thicket of dark brown hair. Behind it, there was another large patch of hair. It seemed to cover a large part of his wrinkled balls. There were places where I couldn't even see the skin at all, because of so much hair.
His cock lay in the hair and throbbed. It moved with his heartbeat, I guessed. It was long and fat, the skin a slightly darker color than the skin of his belly behind it. The top was a bright purple color, and had a marking down the middle of it, dividing the throbbing head in half. Right at the base of the head, it flared out and seemed to flutter with every throb. It looked alive, begging for attention, for some gentle hands to caress and love it.
That is exactly what I did. I touched the tip of his cock, and found that it was warm and soft. I ran my finger across the purple head, and it seemed to move of its own accord. Grandpa groaned in his sleep and shifted his position,spreading his legs even wider.
"My God," I whispered to myself. I was astonished by the view of his balls hanging between his legs spread so wide. His balls were enormous, and looked like a nursery for growing hair.I moved my finger down the shaft of his throbbing dick, all the way across his balls. I pressed one of the heavy, hanging orbs gently.
"Shar!" I looked at Grandpa's open eyes. "What are you doing?"
I pulled my hand away and stepped away from the bed."I'm sorry, Grandpa, I didn't mean to wake you up." My voice was shaking, and I could feel tears well in my eyes. I was frightened.
"It's OK, Louise," he said. "It's time I got up, anyway. But,why were you touching me?"
He didn't make any attempts to hide himself. I stared at his still-hard cock and licked my lips. I wanted to look at it even more.
"I like the way it looks, Grandpa," I said.
"Did you like touching it?"
I nodded. "It's really cute."
He smiled. "I never thought of it as ‘cute', exactly, but I guess if you say it's cute, then, it's probably cute to you."
"Can I touch it some more?" I asked, stepping close to the bed once again. I could feel my moist pussy lips tingle as I got close to his cock again.
Grandpa looked at me, then shrugged. "Sure."
He lay back and spread his legs, giving me free access to his cock and balls. This time, I sat on the edge of the bed and simply
reached out and got a fistful of his dick right at the base. It was warm and hairy, and I could feel it throb in my hands. I loved it. With the other hand, I reached down and gently cupped his big balls in the palm of my hand. They were heavy and fat, and I loved the warm, manly feel of them in my hand.
As I cupped his balls, I stroked his shaft with the other hand.I knew that if it felt anything like it did when I fingered myself,Grandpa was really enjoying it. I knew that I was.
"Oh, Shar, that feels so good," he moaned.
Braver now, I stroked him a little faster, feeling the hard,fleshy shaft expand and contract in my hand. I moved my other hand away from his balls, and lifting my nighty, I found my clitoris and touched it gently. I looked up at Grandpa's face. He was looking right at me, at my playing with myself. "I can do that for you, Shar, if you'd like."
I smiled. I was wanting him to, but I didn't know how to ask him. I pulled my nighty off completely, letting him see my naked body.
He stared at my tits, and I could see his eyes light up with interest.
I felt his dick throb in my hand as he looked at my tits, and I knew that he liked what he saw.
I lay and spread my legs, leaning over his cock. I jerked in pleasure as I felt his finger gently touch my pussy lips. I pulled on his cock harder and a wave of ecstasy swept over me. My face was really close to the head of his cock, and I pressed the head of his dick against my cheek.
"Oh, Shar, that feels really good," Grandpa said. I kissed it. I could feel the heat, I could smell a definite, manly smell around his cock. I loved it. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue and licked it. Now, I could taste it, and it tasted good to me. I loved licking it, holding it, kissing it.
"Oh, Shar, keep that up! Jeez, girl, I don't know where you Learned that, but keep doing it! I love that, Shar." I could hear my Grandpa moaning words of encouragement, and I figured he must be loving this as much as I was. I began mouthing his cock in earnest, running my tongue up and down the shaft as I stroked
it. Then, I moved my tongue all the way down to his enormous patch of pubic hair, and swished my tongue back and forth over it, and then to his balls.His balls felt different beneath my tongue, and he moaned even
louder as I licked them. He suddenly made a really neat contact with his finger in my pussy, and my body jerked with a spasm as I came. He moved his fingers in and out of me quickly then, and I came again and then again. I held onto his cock as my body moved and jerked, and then my muscles relaxed. This was replaced by a new sensation. I could feel Grandpa's tongue on my inner thigh, and sent waves of ecstasy through me again.
I moaned, and took the head of his cock and kissed it. There was a drop of slimy stuff right on the tip, in his pee-hole. I ran my tongue across it, licking it up and sucking it into my mouth. I opened my mouth wide and took the head of Grandpa's cock into my mouth, sucking on it like a sucker, making slurping noises.
"Oh God, Shar," he said, and I could feel his breath on my pussy as he talked. Then, his tongue was running up and down my pussy lips, and he pulled my lips apart with his fingers. I could feel his tongue tentatively, gently touch my clitoris, which sent sparks of fire through me. I moaned and closed my eyes, sucking on his cock voraciously. I went down on his cock as far as I could, swallowing, tasting the strange, exciting taste of his pre-ejaculate. The skin was smooth, yet his cock was so hard. I got it all the way into my mouth, till it was filling my mouth all the way to the back, and still, there was some left. I swallowed, moving my mouth up and down as I stroked him and played with his balls.
He began to move spasmodically under me, and I knew that he was going to cum soon. I moved my mouth faster and faster, and then I heard him moan. I could feel his body jerk and his stomach muscles tighten. He pulled his mouth away from my pussy and moaned really loud. He lifted his legs off the bed, and I could feel his cock jerk. Then, my mouth was filled with hot, salty cum as his cock jerked.It jerked again and again, filling my mouth with lots of gooey, salty man stuff. I loved it, feeling it throb in my mouth, feeling it deposit so much of the stuff in my mouth. I tried to swallow, but found that lots of it just flowed out of my mouth, down my chin, and onto his throbbing cock.I kept swallowing as his cock kept jerking, and I could feel his balls tighten each time he shot a load of cum into my mouth. Then, he lowered his legs, and I could feel his breathing beneath relax a
little. I knew that he was finished, that he had shot all he had into my waiting mouth.
I lay there, satisfied from my earlier orgasm, wanting more,
though. I wanted his cock deep inside my pussy. I wanted my grandfather to fuck me. I didn't know how to ask. After all, he let us do this much. I figured that it wouldn't hurt to ask.
"Will you fuck me, Grandpa?" I asked, looking at his smiling,relaxed face.His cock was still hard, and he didn't say a word as he sat up in the bed and pulled my face off his hard cock. He gently moved me down onto the bed, in the place where he had been laying.He reached down and spread my legs, then gently lowered himself
onto me. I was surprised that all of a sudden, he bent and sucked on my nipples. I was thrilled at the feeling of his mouth on my tits. I writhed with pleasure and moaned softly.
I could feel his fat cock pressing against my pussy as he moved his cock inward, then pulled it out again. Then, I could feel it once again pressing against me, and then he slid it in just a little way,
sending waves of pleasure through my whole body. Further and further in, his cock went and jerked and moved as he pushed it. Then, he moved it all the way into me, and I could feel his balls against my ass as I lifted my legs higher and spread my legs wider. I was thrilled by the feeling of his enormous, manly dick inside me. I was being fucked --- Grandpa was actually fucking me, and that thought turned me on
even more.
He stroked slowly, moving his cock all the way in, pressing his balls against my ass once again, then pulling it out slowly, nearly all the way out. Then, he pushed it back in again, faster. He kept doing this, going faster and faster all the time. Soon, we were bouncing on the bed, squeaking and making all kinds of noises with moans and groans.
"I'm going to cum, Shar," he said, and sped up. Faster and faster, louder and louder, we fucked, making all kinds of noises. Then, I could feel his cock jerk and his muscles tighten,and I came with jerking and moaning, just as he deposited hot cum into my pussy. I could feel it fill me, with every jerk of his hard cock inside me. It was hot and moist, and I loved the feel of the big dick jerking inside me. I didn't want it to stop.
He stayed inside for a little while, then slowly pulled his cock out of my hot pussy. I could feel the cum running out of it, down the crack of my ass, and onto the sheet.
We lay there quietly, fondling one another's bodies.
"Grandpa, can we do this some more?" I asked.
"I think so, my baby Shar," my grandfather said.
"I really like your cock, Grandpa," I said.
"You do?"
"Yes, Grandpa, it really is cute, you know," I said with a teasing
smile.
"Well, if you say it's cute, then, like I said, it must be cute."
There was silence for a while, and then he said, "Your tits are very cute, too, Shar, and so is your cunt."
"Really?"
"Really."
To prove his point, he bent down and kissed first one nipple,then the other, and slowly moved his lips and tongue down my chest,
down my belly, and to my pubic hair.
Then, we started all over again.



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