QUESTIONS ANSWERED (Mf, Inc, Teen,) A short story By davidb234. © davidb234 21/01/2000 This work is the intellectual property of the author davidb234 and he claims the copyright. It may be posted or archived to any free site, but not to any commercial or pay site or organisation, without the authors express permission. XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxWARNINGxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx This is a work of adult fiction and contains descriptions of sexual acts between consenting adults and others. If you are under the age of consent where you reside delete this file immediately. If it is illegal to obtain this sort of material where you reside delete this file immediately. Otherwise read and enjoy! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx "Gramps" said my granddaughter from where she lay on the carpet watching TV as she did her homework. "Yes Sally" I replied half-heartedly, reluctant to stop reading my paper. "Can I ask you something please Gramps?" I lowered the top of my newspaper and peered over it at her, trying to look very severe. "Of course you can my love. You know you can ask me anything you like." With an athletic twist and an effortless flick she was kneeling in front of me looking over the top of my paper and grinning shyly. "Err… well it's a bit.. sort of.. personal. But there's no one else to ask since Grandma died last year." I folded my paper up and set it aside. I had an inkling this was going to take some time. Placing my hands under Sally's armpits I gently lifted her on to my lap. I slipped my arms round her and said softly "What's so personal your Grandpa can't talk about it Sally darling?" She looked down at her fingers as she twiddled them in her lap, "Err.. well it's about boys actually Gramps" she almost whispered. "Oh, well that’s all right then, I think I can talk about 'boys', after all I was one once you know." She gave me a thump with her tiny fist and when she'd stopped giggling said "Don’t be silly Gramps, I know that. It's just that I want to ask about boys and girls." "Ah, that’s an entirely different subject, isn't it Sally darling?" she nodded, still looking down at her hands. "Yes Gramps, and I don’t know who to talk to about it" she said softly. When Sally's parents, my son and his wife, died in a plane crash six years ago my wife Jenny and I took her in, being her only living relatives. Sally was eight at the time, and with the resilience of youth soon got over her parents death, without forgetting about them all together. It was harder for her when I lost my wife almost a year ago, and it was only because we had each other to lean on that we actually got over the worst of our grief so quickly. Now I was having to be father and mother to my only grandchild, and I seemed to be succeeding. We had got over the period problem a year or so before Jenny died. Sally now thought it was funny taking her grandpa shopping to buy a new bra, and never showed any embarrassment when she asked me if it was fitting correctly, although we did get a few funny looks from sales assistants. Now it looked as if I was about to be bombarded with questions about sex. And I wasn’t looking forward to it. "The thing is Gramps, when we stayed with Aunt Sue the other week, Kelly and I got to talking about dating and so on. She said her friend had been having sex for two years and loved doing it. Except that the first time she did it was pretty painful, and she was bleeding for ages." I lifted Sally upright and said "Sally darling, I thought they taught you all about that sort of thing at school these days?" she looked at me and grinned. "Oh, yes Gramps, of course they do. I know all about hymens and penis's and sperm and all that. That’s not the question." I felt decidedly confused and must have looked it, because Sally smiled at me and said "Oh, I'm sorry Gramps, I guess I didn’t make myself clear." I shook my head, "No Sally darling, you didn’t. now, please tell me what your question was going to be." Sally suddenly twisted round, threw her right leg in the air and over my head and a moment later was kneeling on the sofa straddling my thighs resting her hands on my shoulder. Holding me at arms length so she could see me properly Sally gave me the sexiest smile I'd ever seen and said firmly "I just wanted to ask you when you would break my cherry and show me how to make love properly." I was stunned, astonished, speechless, any and all these words describe how I felt, and how I looked because Sally burst into a peal of laughter. When she had finished laughing Sally leaned forward and kissed me lovingly on the lips, "Kelly said you'd flip your lid Gramps. I guess she was right." By now I'd turned pale, and was feeling a little light headed, I was unable to say anything at all. All I could do was think desperately hard trying to remember when I'd given her any reason to think I'd even consider doing such a thing. I couldn’t, therefore, where had this idea come from? Kelly? Did her cousin put this idea into her sweet little head? I determined to speak to my sister-in-law about this next time I called her. Right now I had to do some damage limitation, and fast. "I'm sorry Sally darling, I'm afraid that’s one thing I could never do." I said gently, "Who put you up to asking me something like that? Was it your cousin Kelly?" Sally giggled at the thought, "Don’t me silly Gramps, she thinks you're much too old to have sex, especially with someone as young as me" she paused for a moment, then continued "Do I really have to tell you who it was Gramps?" I nodded "Yes darling, because I'm going to have to have a very severe word with them next time I see whoever it was." Sally grinned, then started to chuckle to herself. "OK Gramps, I'll tell." And she slipped off my lap, then raced out of the room, returning a few minutes later changed into her new shortie nightie. Without a thought as to how she was dressed Sally once more straddled my lap, then handed me an envelope with my name written in my wife's hand. "Will you please read this Gramps" she said as she wriggled her bottom on my lap, trying to get comfortable as she felt my cock swelling under her. I opened the envelope and spread the single sheet of paper out, slowly reading and re-reading it:- My darling David, if I was there with you now I would be persuading you to do this little thing for our beloved Sally. As you are reading this I'm not able to be there. Please my darling, please do this for her. I know you will be gentle with her the first time. And I know she will trust you not to hurt her more than is necessary. Please my love, help make her a woman, and always ensure she stays safe in this wicked world. You are all she has left and she will need your help and guidance for many years to come. Your ever loving Jenny. I looked up at Sally when I finished reading. She leaned forward and tenderly kissed away the tears that were forming in my eyes, then kissed me passionately. "Grandma said I should ask you to do this as soon as I felt I was ready Gramps. She knew you wouldn’t want to do it, and told me it was because you love me so much. But I said if you loved me then you'd want to do it for me. That’s when she wrote the letter, telling me to use it as a last resort." Sally looked at me wistfully, "Please Gramps. I want to do this, you have to admit I've grown up a lot in the past year, look" and she lifted her arms, pulling her nightie off over her head and sat naked and proud as she displayed her wonderful young body to my gaze. As I sat there looking at the beautiful sight before me, my body let me down. I was trying hard not to react to her nudity, my cock thought differently. Sally grinned wickedly as she placed one hand between her crotch and mine. Squeezed my stiffening cock in her fingers and said "Well Gramps, at least one part of you agrees with me, why not let the rest?" As soon as I said "Here or in my bed?" she knew she'd won and in a flash she was off my lap and scrambling to get my belt and zipper undone. I helped, and saw a large dark damp patch covering my groin. I knew it wasn’t me that made it, so it had to be Sally showing she was well and truly lubed up and ready for me. The instant she pulled my pants over my feet and threw them to one side Sally was back straddling me, holding my hard throbbing penis in her hand as she aimed the tip at her hot wet and very swollen pussy lips. As soon as she felt the head pass between her lower lips Sally gave a loud gasp of pleasure. She paused for a moment, savouring the feeling of her first partial penetration. She then looked at me, smiled as she leaned forward to kiss me, then as soon as our lips touched she dropped herself down hard on my erection, pressing her lips hard to mine as she tried to stifle her cry of pain as the head of my penis destroyed her maidenhead once and for all. I put my arms around Sally's naked body and hugged her to me as tight as I dare, all the time she was trying to control her self. When she stopped her silent sobbing I whispered "I'm so sorry my darling. I didn’t know it was going to hurt that much, or I would have tried to do it another way. Will you please forgive me?" Sally looked up at me as she pulled herself from my encircling arms, "Oh Gramps, that’s so silly darling. I wasn’t crying because it hurt me. I was crying because I love you so much. And I know you love me because you did this for me" she kissed me passionately then said softly "Well, it did hurt a little bit, but I knew it would. The pain's all gone now, so will you make love to me please Gramps, just like grandma said you would." THE END.