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Help Please Daddy.
A story by
Davidb234

	Brrrrr, Brrrrr. I was awoken by my phone ringing by my ear, and 
sat up slowly wondering who could be calling me so late on a Friday  
night. The only way to find out of course was to pick it up, I did, 
and found my eldest daughter in a panic. "Can I come and see you 
right now please Daddy, it's really important" she said, "Of course 
you can darling" I replied, "what's the problem?" "I'll tell you when 
I get there, in about half an hour, Daddy, I can't say anything over 
the phone, bye!"

	I got up, made some tea and sat in the kitchen to wait for June 
to arrive. I was on my second cup when there was a knock on the door 
and I opened it to find June standing there with Pat her eldest 
daughter hanging tightly on to her arm. I brought them into the 
kitchen and sat them down opposite me and said softly "Right June 
darling, what couldn’t you tell me over the phone that’s so 
important?" that was the moment I knew there was something wrong with 
Pat. Now, Pat is my favourite granddaughter. I know we're not 
supposed 
to have favourites by I did. She was fifteen, was very bright, and 
had all the boys at school drooling over her. I knew this because 
some of my cronies told me they felt the same as their own grandsons. 
You see we're a very small community and every one knew everyone else 
in town. Anyway, it seems Pats in trouble, June continued, "She went 
out on a double date, and the other girl didn’t turn up. It seems the 
two guys decided to make use of Pat as she was alone with them." June 
started to cry, as well as Pat, and I told them to come and sit on 
the sofa in the living room with me.

	As we sat down I slipped my arm round Pat and she instantly 
snuggled up close to me, putting her arms round me and holding me 
tight. June by this time was at the sniffling stage and I hugged her 
close to me as she laid her head on my shoulder. "What do you want me 
to do June darling?" I asked gently. "Can Pat stay with you for a few 
days please Daddy, she really wants to be on her own so she can start 
to talk about what happened" I turned to look at Pats head and laid 
my cheek on it as I said "Is this what you want Pat darling, to come 
and stay with your old grandpa?" she nodded briefly, then lifted her 
head, looked into my eyes and said very softly "Yes please Gramps, if 
it's OK with you." As usual I melted as soon as I looked into her 
eyes, that was the one thing I could never resist, and Pat knew it. 
I'll give her her due though, she almost never abused this little bit 
of power she had over me, not for a year or so anyway. "Pat darling, 
of course you can stay if you want to, you know I'll do anything I 
can to help out, have you brought any Pyjamas?" "Oh damn. I'm sorry 
Daddy, I forgot in my rush to get here." I grinned at June "Never 
mind 
darling, I reckon I can find one of grandmas old flannelette nighties 
that will do for a couple of days." Pat sat up and said with the 
first grin I'd seen tonight, "Oh, Gramps, that’s really gross, I 
couldn’t sleep in one of them, I'd suffocate, don’t you have any old 
T-shirts I could use?" 

	After giving June a good laugh trying on my wife's old night 
dress she agreed Pat should wear one of my T-shirts so long as she 
kept her panties on as it only covered down to the swell of her 
buttocks, and even less if she bent at the waist. June kissed me 
goodnight and said she would call me during the morning, and I locked 
up after her and made my way back to bed again, stopping off at Pats 
room, knocking on the door and waiting 'til she told me to come in. I 
went and sat on the edge of her bed, pulled the covers up to her neck 
and bent down to give her a goodnight kiss on the forehead. She 
outsmarted me by pulling my head down so my lips landed full square 
on hers, and she gave me a warm passionate kiss then said "Gramps, 
did you mean you'd do anything to help me?" I looked into the limpid 
pools of her eyes and smiling said "Of course I did darling, you know 
all you have to do is ask me." I gave her another, softer kiss on the 
lips, covered her arms once more and wished her a tender goodnight as 
I put out the light. It was almost two when I got back into bed and I 
turned out my light and tried to get my head down and go to sleep. It 
wasn’t easy, as I was still wondering exactly what had happened to 
Pat, and worrying what I could do to help her. 

	Next morning I let Pat sleep in, finally seeing her walk to the 
bathroom at about midday when I was passing the stairs on my way to 
the kitchen. She came down a few minutes later wearing her grandmas 
oold bathrobe, and sat at the kitchen table beside me as I tucked 
into 
a sandwich. "What do you want to eat Pat darling?" I asked 
"Breakfast, or lunch?" she smiled wanly at me and said "Oh, I suppose 
breakfast would be easiest Gramps." I got up, ruffled her hair as I 
passed her chair and said "Right baby, cereals and toast, it is. Do 
you want juice, milk, tea or coffee with it?" "Can I have coffee 
please, I know I don’t get it at home, but I do like it so long as 
it's not too strong." I poured her a cup from the pot on the stove 
and watched her sipping it as I placed boxes of cereals on the table 
to give her a choice. While Pat was getting on with her breakfast I 
went and sat in the living room to read my paper, only stopping when 
she came and sat beside me, placed a hand on my arms and said "Can we 
talk please Gramps?" I put my paper down, held up an arm and she came 
and snuggled up close to me as I said "Right Pat my love, why don’t 
you tell your old grandpa what your problem is and I'll see if I can 
do something about it?" 

	Pat shimmied up on to my lap and laid her head on my shoulder 
then said very softly "I guess I got scared Gramps, Joey and I were 
making out, and I let him put his hands on my titties, because I like 
the way it makes me feel. We started to kiss and he put his hand up 
my shirt and tried to pull my bra off so he could touch my bare 
titties. I stopped him and said to wait 'til Dave went home. He gave 
a funny laugh and said "Oh, shit Pat, let Dave have a feel while he's 
here, otherwise he might get jealous and help himself." Pat gave a 
shiver as she recalled what she'd been through, "That’s when Joey 
held me by the arms and told Dave to come and get a feel of my 
breasts. Dave did it, and grinned all the time he had his hands in my 
clothes. Then Joey used his knees to force my legs apart and told 
Dave to pull my panties off so they could both get a beaver shot. I 
screamed so loud as I kicked out, they got scared and Dave sat on me 
in the back seat of the car while Joey drove me home, where they let 
me out telling me to keep quiet about what had happened." She stopped 
for a couple of minutes then looked up into my eyes and blushed as 
she said "You know Gramps I actually wanted Joey to put his hands in 
my panties and touch my cunny. I just didn’t want him to hold me 
while his friend tried to do it. Does that make me a slut, and is 
that why Joey and Dave did that to me?" I hugged her close and kissed 
her on the top of her head, "No darling, wanting someone you like  
touch you like that doesn’t make you a slut, otherwise ninety-nine 
out of every hundred women would be sluts. As for the reason they did 
what they did. I guess they’ve just not been taught how to treat a 
girl, and deserve to be taught a severe lesson before they actually 
resort to raping a girl that says no to them."

	"Please Gramps, don’t report them, I couldn’t bear to go to the 
police and tell them what happened. I wasn’t actually raped, just 
really scared, isn't there any other way to sort it out?" I sat 
there, gently stroking her back and her thighs as I thought, I then 
said "OK darling, I'll make sure they don’t do anything like this 
again, and without calling the police. Will you leave me to do it my 
way please darling?" Pat nodded as she cuddled me and we sat like 
that for a couple of hours until the phone rang. Reluctantly Pat 
slipped off my lap and allowed me to answer the call, which was John, 
one of my grandsons wanting to come and talk to me about his football 
game the following morning. This made Pat grimace, her pet hate was 
football. "I'll go to my room and leave you two alone when John 
comes" she said with a grin. I shook my head "No need darling, you 
stay here and watch TV, I'll take John into my office and talk to 
him, I'm sure he'll only be here for a little while, he's probably 
got 
a lot of training still to do." 

	When John arrived he saw Pat and said brightly "Hi Patsy, how's 
tricks?" Pat smiled at him, after all she only hated the game, not 
her cousins that played it. When we were alone I briefly told John 
what had happened to Pat, and saw him scowl as he got more and more 
angry. "The little shits" he said forcefully when I was done, "They 
need a fucking good stomping, and I know just the ones to give it to 
them. You wait 'til I tell Jack, he'll go apeshit when he finds it 
was Pat it happened to, she's his favourite cousin."  "John, I'd hate 
to see any need for their parents to pay out for hospital treatment. 
You know, I used to baby sit their mothers with Grandma when I was 
your age, and I'd hate for them to be worried too much. Understand?" 
John grinned at me, fully understanding what I meant, "Yes OK Gramps, 
I understand, and I'll make sure Jack does too. I guess we owe you 
too many favours not to do it your way." "Come off it John, you know 
that anything I did for you lot was because you were my grandsons, 
and needed my help, and no other reason." "Yeah, and we still owe you 
big time, apart from that five grand you shelled out to keep us out 
of prison. Do our parents know about it yet?" I laughed and shook my 
head, "Forget it John, I told you that was being deducted from what I 
leave you in my will, you don’t have to pay me back. It isn't as if I 
actually need your money, I've enough for what I need these days." 
John left a few minutes later, going over to Pat and placing a 
friendly kiss on top of her head as he said "Bye brains, want to 
come and watch the game tomorrow?" "Oh yuck, don’t make me sick, I'd 
sooner dance nude on the beach than sit on the bleachers watching you 
lot" Pat replied. "Oh, great, can I sell tickets cuz, we could make a 
fortune in the summer" responded John with a wide grin that reflected 
Pats smile as she shook her head in disgust. 

	After John left I returned to the sofa and sat beside Pat once 
more with her laying down with her head on my lap as I tenderly 
stroked and caressed her hair and cheek as she relaxed and finally 
went to sleep. I picked up my paper once more and sat there reading 
until I felt Pat stir against my thighs. She turned on to her back 
and looked up inside the paper and smiled at me "Did I go to sleep 
again Gramps?" she asked softly, I looked down at her and smiled as I 
nodded. "Yes darling, you did, but it doesn’t matter, we weren't due 
to go anywhere, and you're here to relax and try to forget anything 
happened, remember" she smiled up at me and I looked down at her 
beautiful face before I folded my paper again and set it aside. I 
leaned down and kissed her tenderly on the forehead, then said "Want 
to come and help get dinner ready?" she nodded and rolled off the 
sofa, stood up in front of me and held her hand out to me, "Come on 
old man, let me help you stand up." I grinned and allowed her to tug 
at my hand as I held hers, then suddenly shot upright and landed with 
my body pressed against hers. "Gotcha" she said as she threw her arms 
round me and hugged me tight, her firm breasts and hard nipples 
pressing into my chest through my thin shirt, "And I'm not going to 
let you go, ever." 

	Very gently I passed my arms round her back and hugged her to 
me, "I'm afraid you'll have to Pat my love, otherwise we have no 
dinner and both starve, how do you like them apples?" "I don’t 
Gramps, but I like this" she said as she snuggled her face against my 
chest as we stood there. I slipped my hand down to below her waist 
and gave her a light pat on the bottom, "Come in darling, we have to 
start cooking, or we get no dinner" I said and a few seconds later we 
were walking to the kitchen arms round each other, and her head 
laying on my chest. Being Meatballs out of the freezer, and spaghetti 
from a packet all we had to do was make a meaty sauce and cook the 
whole thing for a few minutes and we were ready to eat. I served a 
half bottle of red wine from which I poured Pat a glass, much to her 
delight, and we ploughed our way through the meal as messily as we 
always did with this particular one. We shared doing the dishes, 
something June would have smiled at, as I knew Pat always complained 
when it was her turn at home. I guess it was always different in 
someone else's home, and doing chores was an adventure to be 
savoured. When the kitchen was cleaned up we went into the living 
room again and turned on the TV. This time I lay full length on the 
sofa when Pat sat on the floor in front of me. After a few minutes of 
this Pat got up and sat on the edge of the seat by my chest, bent 
down and kissed me warmly on the cheek, "Can I join you please 
Gramps, that looks a great way to watch TV." 

	I moved back a little and as soon as there was room Pat lay in 
front of me, grabbing my arm and bringing it in front of her and 
holding it tight so she didn’t slip off on to the floor. As we lay 
there Pat started to wriggle her butt about against my groin as if 
she was trying to make more space for herself. That’s when I called a 
halt to it and asked her to move so I could go to the bathroom. As I 
stood up I made a strategic turn away from her to hide the bulge that 
had suddenly appeared in my pants. I kept it hidden all the way to 
the bathroom where I sprayed it with a blast of cold water in an 
effort to make it go down. This was the last thing I wanted, to have 
got Pat recovering from her ordeal last night, at least in part, only 
to find me laying behind her with a massive erection pressing into 
her firm rounded butt. When I was back to a presentable state I 
returned to the living room to find Pat laid out on the sofa fast 
asleep. I turned off the TV and the lights, scooped her up in my arms 
and carried her up to her bed, where I lay her down, pulled off her 
shoes and socks and chastely covered her over. I placed a tender kiss 
on her forehead and said a soft "goodnight baby" knowing she couldn’t  
hear me, then backed out of the room, dousing the light and closing 
the door behind me. 

	I went down to the kitchen and made myself a cup of hot 
chocolate as a night-cap, taking it up to bed to drink as I read 
another chapter of the book I had on the go. After a while I heard 
Pat moving about and then heard her go to the bathroom, returning 
after a few minutes to her bed. By this time I was beginning to doze 
off and was unable to concentrate on reading so I put my book down 
and switched off the light before laying down and trying to get to 
sleep. I was just about succeeding when my bedroom door opened and I 
heard Pat walk across the room and whisper "Gramps, are you awake?" 
"Hnhn.." I grunted "What's the matter Pat darling, can't you sleep?" 
I said sleepily. "No Gramps, and I have to talk to you, can I get in 
with you please?" I shifted over in my bed and held the corner of the 
comforter up, then found I had a soft warm body pressed up against 
me, almost before I could drop the covers and tuck them round Pat's 
back. I slipped one arm beneath Pat's head so she could rest on it, 
then allowed the other to fall against her back as she snuggled up to 
my chest, pressing herself as close to me as she could. "OK Pat, 
what's so important it couldn’t wait until the morning?" I asked in a 
whisper, Pat lifted herself up on to one elbow and looked down at me 
in the dark, "Well, you know I said I really wanted Joey to touch my 
cunny?" she said slowly, I nodded, then said "I remember darling, but 
didn’t you say you got scared or something?" I saw her in the faint 
light from the moon as she shook her head. "I wasn’t scared until 
they began to rip my panties off Gramps. When I wanted Joey to touch 
me, I just wasn’t sure how to do it, and I didn’t know what it was 
supposed to feel like." 

	I chuckled softly as Pat lay in my arms, "Oh, I shouldn’t worry 
about that my love" I said, "You can always ask your mother, I'm  
sure she'll tell you all about that sort of thing if you ask her 
nicely" I heard her gasp of surprised that I should suggest such a 
thing, then she said "I couldn’t ask Mom something like THAT! Gramps, 
I'd be too embarrassed." "Oh, I see" I said "Well, what about some of 
your friends at school, couldn’t they help you out?" I replied. "God, 
no, that’s like telling them I'm still a virgin, and I'd be the last 
one in the class. I couldn’t live with that Gramps, no one would ever 
talk to me again." By now I was beginning to run out of acceptable 
ideas, but thought I'd try one more, "Well, how about you ask one of 
your older cousins to help you out. I'm sure John or Jack would be 
only too willing, you know John at least likes you quite a lot." I 
heard her giggle at that suggestion, "Oh, Gramps, John wouldn't dream 
of 
helping me, he's all tied up with Melissa Johnson, and Jacks dating 
her sister, so that puts them out. No Gramps, I guess there's only 
one person left that might love me enough to help me out with this." 
"Oh yes, and who might that be?" I asked, suddenly feeling a cold 
shiver run down my spine as a truly awful thought ran through my 
head. 

	Pat shifted herself so she lay full on my chest, lowered her 
lips to mine in a soft kiss, then said "Don’t be silly Gramps, it's 
you." She kissed me again this time a lot more passionately, then 
dropped her bombshell. "To be honest Gramps, it was Mom's idea that I 
get you to help me out like this. She told me you were good at this 
sort of thing. I didn’t understand at first, but then, when I asked 
her a certain question she told me all about how you taught her, and 
also that you were her first lover, and that it made her life so much 
easier once you had done it for her." I took a deep breath, and for a 
little while was unable to say anything. First of all I was really 
mad at June for disclosing our long kept secret. Second I was almost 
as mad that she'd assumed I'd do the same for my granddaughter as I 
had for my daughter twenty years before. I was still thinking of what 
punishment June deserved when Pat's voice brought me back to the 
present. "Gramps, Gramps, what's wrong" she asked in a panicky voice. 
I shook my head and said "Nothing baby, I was just thinking about 
something, now what were you saying that I didn’t hear?" she kissed 
me again and said softly "Well Gramps, will you show me how to make 
out properly with a boy, please Gramps, you don’t know what it's like 
being the only girls in class that hasn’t had her pussy felt on a 
date." 

	I chuckled softly then said "Are you quite sure you are the 
last darling, and not just the last to admit it. I think you might be 
surprised at how many of your friends don’t tell the whole truth 
about what happens of their dates, you know what most boys are like, 
they do tend to exaggerate, don’t they?" Pat sounded slightly 
disappointed as she said "Well, I suppose your right, my friend Jane 
said her boyfriend lied when he bragged he'd taken her cherry at a 
party. But will you do it for me please Gramps, even if I'm not the 
last one in the class?" I'll say this much for Pat, she was very 
single minded, nothing I'd said had put her off her original request. 
What she told me about her mother and I made me believe that June had 
told her, because only June and my wife knew about it. After a 
moments thought I gave a sigh of resignation and said softly "OK Pat 
darling, but it has to be my way, and you have to agree to certain 
rules, all right?" Pat was ecstatic, and when she could actually 
speak coherently  I sat up, switched on the light and looked down at 
her as she lay across my lap looking up at me. 

	"Right, the first thing my darling, is that you don’t say NO to 
anything I may do, or tell you to do, OK?" she looked at me, suddenly 
showing a tiny amount of fear, "But what if I don’t…" she started to 
say, "What if you don’t like what I'm doing" I finished for her. She 
nodded silently, and I gently caressed her cheek, "In that case my 
love, you use a special word that is so silly I'll know you want me 
to stop, you see darling, many women cry out the word NO when they 
really mean No don’t stop, that’s why I taught your mother a certain 
word that she would use if she got scared." Suddenly Pat broke into a 
smile "Was it Elephant, Gramps?" she said I grinned and nodded my 
head, "How did you know that young lady?" I asked. "Well when Mom 
used to tickle me she always told me to say Elephant if I wanted her 
to stop. It always seemed a funny word to use, but it always worked." 
"Well" I said softly "That shows how well it works, doesn’t it, 
because I never made love to your mother after she got married, she 
loved your father too much." Pat went silent for a moment at the 
memory of her father who had died a year or so ago after a short 
illness. I broke her train of thought by bending down and kissing her 
warmly on the lips and saying "Are you ready to start darling?" she 
looked up at me, smiled sweetly and nodded her head "Yes please 
Gramps, and Elephant is my word too." 

	Quickly Pat shuffled round so she was laying with her head on 
the pillows, and I slipped down so I was resting on one elbow and 
able to look down at her with one hand free. Tenderly I began to 
place kisses on her face and lips, touching hers with the tip of my 
tongue as I tried to get her to open hers and do the same. It was 
obvious she'd had some experience of French kissing because she 
responded immediately, and with some gusto. As we kissed Pat gave a 
number of gasps as she felt me touch her breasts, firstly through the 
T-shirt she was wearing, then directly on her naked flesh as I slowly 
slid my hand underneath her only garment. As Pat tried to pull the T-
shirt over her head I whispered "Don’t rush darling, let me do it in 
a few minutes, just lay back and enjoy yourself for as long as you 
can." As she was by now displaying her wonderful firm young breasts I 
decided to make full used of the opportunity by placing my lips on 
one and covering the other one with my hand and very gently squeezing 
it as I sucked on her other nipple. "Ohhhh… jeez Gramps, don’t stop, 
that feels soooo good.." with a silent chuckle I switched breasts and 
repeated the treatment, making her cry out with pleasure once more. 
After a short while I returned my lips to hers and lay down beside 
her while I tenderly stroked and caressed her breasts with my 
fingertips. 

	Very tenderly I scraped my fingernails round the base of her 
breasts, then moved them up over the firm swelling of each one, 
forming a spiral from base to nipple, finishing up by taking each one 
between finger and thumb and gently pinching and rolling them to and 
fro until Pat was crying out for me to stop. I placed my lips to her 
ear and whispered "Is that an Elephant calling?" She shook her head 
and gasped "No, don’t stop Gramps, please don’t stop.." I kissed her 
tenderly on the lips that moved my lips down to her breast once more 
where I kissed a spiral round each base following the line of my 
fingernails, ending up nibbling her nipples between my teeth. As I 
played with her breasts with my lips I began scraping my fingernails 
down the centre of her abdomen from the base of her breastbone down 
and round her navel then across the top of her naked mons to the top 
of her thigh. Leaning further down I moved my hand to her knee and 
began to slide it up the inside of her thigh, having some difficulty 
keeping in contact with her soft smooth skin as she quickly moved her 
legs apart to allow me access to her sex. 

	I disappointed her however because I moved my fingertips over 
her lower abdomen and down the outside of her other leg until I 
reached that knee, them moved upwards on the inside of her thigh, all 
the time kissing, sucking and flicking with my tongue, her hard erect 
and throbbing nipples as she lay gasping with more pleasure than she 
had ever experienced in her young life. This time I paused with my 
hand laying on her lower abdomen, lifted my lips to hers and kissed 
her passionately as I slowly moved my hand down her body, over her 
mons and allowed it to finally rest covering the whole of her pussy 
from mons to freneum. "Mmmmmmmm.." she cried into my mouth as it lay 
clamped tightly to hers. She then broke the kiss as she threw back 
her head and screamed out in ecstasy as I pressed my middle finger 
between her virgin pussy lips and an inch deep into her vaginal 
passage. Still pressing firmly on my finger I drew my hand up her 
pussy until it rested on her hooded clit where I began to gently move 
my finger in a circular motion as I bent my head to suck on one of 
her nipples. This double assault was more than enough for Pat and she 
suddenly screamed out "I'MMMM CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG….." and began to buck 
and thrash about beneath me as her first climax exploded all over her 
tender young body. I lifted my head from her breast and looked down 
at her as she lay there, her unseeing eyes wide open, and her mouth 
gaping as she gasped for breath while still trembling with the 
aftermath of her orgasm.

	After a few minutes Pat closed her eyes, took a deep breath 
then gave a huge sigh as one last tremor rippled through her body. A 
moment later she opened her eyes, looked up at me and said softly 
"God, Gramps, if I knew it was that good I'd have let Joey and Dave 
do what they wanted, it was simple awesome, can we do it again 
please?" I smiled at her and whispered "Roll over on to your tummy 
darling," she did as I asked, I then threw back the covers, placed my 
left hand in the middle of her back to hold her down and gave her 
three sharp spanks on her bare bottom. Almost immediately she cried 
out "Elephant, Gramps, Elephant." I rolled her over on to her back 
once more and saw she was crying, she looked at me and said tearfully 
"I don’t like that part Gramps, why did you do it, it hurt me." I 
wiped her tears away with my fingertip and said "I'll do the same 
again if you ever tell me you want someone to force you into any 
sexual act. Those boys were trying to rape you, and that is not an 
acceptable form of lovemaking. If you tell me now it's what you want, 
I'll take you home, because I refuse to make it seem a proper thing 
to do." I could see she was upset, but I switched off the light and 
slid down on the bed and pulled the covers up to my chin as I 
snuggled down as if to go to sleep. Pat came and cuddled up to me, 
still crying as I took her in my arms and pulled her naked body close 
to mine.

	After a few minutes sobbing into my chest Pat shuffled up my 
body until she could touch her lips to my cheek. She kissed me 
tenderly then whispered in my ear "Elephant Gramps, Elephant." "What 
am I doing you don’t like" I asked softly, "You're hurting me by not 
loving me" she said, "I'd prefer to have you spank me for being so 
stupid, at least I'd know you loved me enough to want to punish me 
for saying I wanted to be raped. I know it was a really stupid thing 
to say Gramps, and I'm sorry I said it now I've had time to think 
about it properly. Will you please spank me just like you used to 
spank Mom when she was naughty." I smiled inwardly then said "Oh, she 
told you about that did she?" I felt Pat nod, "Yes Gramps, she also 
told me about afterwards, as well. I hope we can do it some time, it 
sounds like it could be fun." I chuckled, "It seems to me that your 
mother and you have been having some very interesting conversations. 
Has she let you into any more of our secrets?" Pat snuggled up close 
tome, rubbing her still rigid nipples against my chest, "Well, she 
did tell me that she loves you more than anyone else in the world. 
She always did, because you made her feel so very special when she 
was my age, and needed help. I know she really misses you now Gramps, 
and I know she sometimes cries at night when she thinks I'm asleep." 

	With some difficulty I drove this thought from my mind, 
determined to come back to it later, meantime I sat up, switched on 
the light and swung round so my legs hung over the edge of the bed. 
"Right young lady, come and lay across my lap so I can give you the 
spanking you deserve." With a slightly apprehensive smile Pat lay her 
naked body across my lap and I said gently "This is one time an 
Elephant won't come to your rescue, if you don’t want me to start now 
is the time to say so, understand darling?" "Yes Gramps" she said 
into the mattress as I twisted slightly so her legs hung over my 
thigh instead of laying on the bed. Tenderly I placed my left hand in 
the middle of her back, lay my right hand on her firm smooth buttocks 
for a moment then lifted it to shoulder level and brought it down 
with a loud 'SPLAT', making her jump and cry out in surprise. Once 
more I raised my hand and brought it down, this time Pat remained 
silent, although she did jump slightly. Six more times I spanked her, 
the last couple bringing no reaction from her except a soft moan into 
the bed. After the last blow I rested my hand on the top of her 
thighs before gently stroking it up the swell of her bottom, and all 
over her glowing flesh. That’s when I felt the moisture on my palm, 
and I looked down and saw her swollen pussy lips glistening with the 
coating of her pussy juices I'd spread over her buttocks. 

	Gently I placed my hand on her wet swollen pussy and pressed my 
middle finger once more between her lips, this time from the opposite 
direction. As I heard Pat gasp with pleasure I moved my hand further 
between her thighs until my finger tip was resting on her clit as it 
sat raised up out of it's protective hood. I then began to twiddle it 
with my moist finger as I stroked my other hand up and down her 
spine, pressing her body on to the bed. This was a fortunate move 
because almost immediately Pat gave a scream of ecstasy as she bucked 
her hips up and down against my thighs as she tried to get more 
friction from my probing finger pressing against her clitoris. 
"Aggghhhh… I'MMMM CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG…" she cried again as she thrashed 
about on my lap, almost falling off was it not for my arm across her 
naked back and between her clamping thighs that held so tightly to my 
wrist. When Pat finally began to relax I moved her off my lap and 
further on to the bed, then went to the bathroom to get a washcloth 
and towel with which I cleaned up her effusions that were coating the 
inside of her thighs as well as most of my right leg. 

	Once she was clean and dried I lay beside Pat, gently stroking 
my hands all over her naked body, avoiding her still swollen pussy 
lips for the moment, but concentrating on her breasts and nipples. 
Eventually she opened her eyes, looked at me in wonderment and said 
softly "Gramps, if I come and do something naughty every Saturday, 
will you spank me like that, or is it against the rules to, like the 
reason I got spanked for?" I smiled down at her "There's nothing 
wrong with enjoying being spanked my love, just so long as you don’t 
get hurt. Did I hurt you when I spanked you darling?" she thought for 
a moment then said "Well, the first one made me jump, and it did 
sting a bit, but the more you did it, the nicer it felt, sort of 
warming my bottom and making my pussy feel all tingly and wet, I 
guess it didn’t really hurt, just smart." I bent over and kissed her, 
then said "Just remember that my darling, no matter what I do, I'll 
never do anything to hurt you, not even if I spank you for being 
naughty. Do you believe me?" Pat nodded, "Yes Gramps, Mom told me 
that yesterday before she went home." 

	"Right, now how about you do as I say and lay back, so I can 
show you something you might just get to enjoy." Pat did as I asked 
and I slid down the bed, pushing the covers down as I went, until I 
was level with her thighs. Very gently I pressed on the inside of her 
knees and when she had them spread wide I looked up at her, smiled 
and lowered my head between them. Despite my work with the washcloth 
and towel Pat's pussy was sopping wet and glistening with her 
orgasmic juices and I was almost overcome by the wonderful musky 
aroma emanating from between her thighs as I got closer to the 
source. The instant I touched my lips to her pussy Pat was moaning 
with pleasure, and when I pressed my tongue on to her clit she cried 
out so loud I thought she would wake my neighbors. As I sucked on her 
clit and flicked it with my tongue I wiped my middle finger in her 
juices as they flowed from her pussy and almost unnoticed pressed the 
tip of it to her tight puckered rosehole. I continued to suck and 
lick at her clit and between her pussy lips until I felt her thighs 
tense and heard her begin to cry out as another crashing orgasm began 
to explode at the centre of her arousal, my hard working mouth. It 
was at that instant that I took her over the edge by pressing my 
moistened finger through her sphincter and deep into her virgin anus, 
once more she screamed out "Aggghhhh… I'MMMM CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG GRAMPS 
I'MMMM.. CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG.." and then sank into silence as she 
fainted from sensory overload. 

	I got up on my knees, climbed off the bed and went for a fresh 
washcloth and towel, coming back and tenderly washing her pussy and 
thighs then did the same for my wet sticky face. By the time I 
returned from the bathroom once more Pat was beginning to recover, 
laying there her eyes open, staring at the ceiling. As I lay beside 
her she turned her head, then the rest of her body as she rolled into 
my waiting arms and began sobbing into my chest once again. I pulled 
the covers over the two of us and tenderly caressed her back and 
bottom, the only places my hands would reach, until her crying 
stopped and she lay breathing deeply against me while she recovered 
her composure. Gently rolling her on to her back I placed a kiss on 
her soft warm lips and said softly "Why the tears darling, I didn’t 
cause you any pain did I?" Her hand came up and touched my cheek as 
she said in a subdued voice "Of course not Gramps, it's just that I 
never felt anything like that in my life, but I suddenly felt so sad 
that I hadn't done anything to make you feel so good. You're doing it 
all for me." I smiled and touched a finger to her moist lips, feeling 
the tip of her tongue as she poked it out at my touch, "Don’t be 
silly darling, I told you I would show you how to go on with boys. 
Just let's finish showing you all you need to know, then we can think 
about what you can do for your boyfriend, OK?" Pat opened her eyes 
wide, "You mean we haven't finished yet, there's still more for me to 
learn?" "Of course they is baby" I said with a smile, "Unless you 
want to remain the last virgin in your class." 

	Pat jumped up on to her knees and looked hard at me "Oh, god, 
can we, I mean will you do it for me Gramps, bust my cherry for me I 
mean. Can we do it now?" I smiled at her and said "Well, we can if 
you're actually ready for me. I mean, you have to be aroused, your 
pussy has to be really moist.." she took my hand and pulled it 
between her thighs, pressing it to her sopping wet, and very swollen 
pussy lips, "How does that feel Gramps, wet enough for you?" I 
grinned and nodded, "Yes darling, but I have to be aroused as well, 
the harder I am, the easier it is for me to enter your young body." 
Pat looked down at my erect penis for perhaps the first time, then 
gasped "God, it's huge, will it fit inside me Gramps?" I took her 
face between my palms, kissed her tenderly and said "Of course it 
will darling, and it shouldn’t cause any problems at all. You know it 
might hurt a little at first, don’t you?" she nodded, "Yes, Mom told 
me, and we learned about hymens and things in health classes at 
school, the trouble is they told us how it works, but not when we 
should do it, that seemed a bit silly to me." 

	I nodded in agreement as I sat back against the headboard of 
the bed, opened my arms to Pat and said "Come on then darling, let's 
make you a woman shall we." She smiled at me and said softly "Yes 
please Gramps, I do so want you to be my first lover, but how do we 
do it?" I told her to kneel astride my thighs and hold my penis in 
her hand, touching the tip of it to her pussy lips where her vaginal 
passage was. She gave a loud gasp as she took hold on my cock, it 
being the first time she'd touched it. When I felt my cockhead 
slipping between her lips I held her shoulders and said "Look at me 
darling" she looked up and I said softly "All you have to do now, my 
love is to sit on my lap." Pat grinned shyly and began to lower 
herself, gasping as she felt me entering her body. Suddenly she 
stopped as she felt my penis pressing against her hymen and gave a 
gasp as she felt it begin to give. "That’s what you have to get past 
my love" I said softly, "Would you like me to help you?" she shook 
her head and grimaced as she looked at me, "No Gramps, I can do it, 
honest I ca-AANNN….." and she gave a loud cry as she dropped down 
hard and forced my hard cock to destroy her maidenhead, once and for 
all. 

	As she sat there, I saw tears forming in her eyes and I pulled 
her forward so I could kiss them away as I hugged her to my chest, 
stroking her back as I comforted her, "All done now Pat darling, it's 
all fun and games from now on" I said gaily, and she sat up, kissed 
me passionately on the lips and said "Can I fuck you now Gramps, I 
want to do all the work, Mom told me how to do it, and said it's the 
best way to get rid of the pain" I smiled at her, thinking I must 
have a word with my daughter, "Yes my love, if that’s what you want 
to do, then you do it" and I lay back and allowed her to begin 
rocking her hips back and forth on my hard throbbing penis lodged 
deep inside her virgin body. Her initial pain was soon forgotten, and 
she began to get even more aroused as she worked her clit against the 
base of my cock, and even more so when I put out my hands and cupped 
them over her firm young breasts, and began to flick her hard 
throbbing nipple with my thumb. Pat lifted her hands and held on to 
my outstretched arms for support as she moved faster and further on 
my deeply penetrating penis, until she suddenly stopped moving, 
rammed herself down hard and screamed out for the fourth or fifth 
time "I'MMMM CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG…". Once more she collapsed, this time 
forwards on to my chest, and into my supporting arms as I let her 
down slowly to a position of rest. 

	It only took Pat a couple of minutes to recover this time, and 
she was soon putting her mouth to good use kissing me over and over 
again as she lay on me full length, her spasming pussy still wrapped 
round my semi tumescent cock that pulsed inside her. "You didn’t 
have an orgasm that time either did you Gramps" she said accusingly. 
I shook my head and smiled "No darling, you didn’t give me a chance, 
you came so quickly, did it feel as good as it sounded?" She just 
grinned and nodded, then lay her head on my chest again, and returned 
to making her pussy play with my cock lodged between her lower lips. 
After a few minutes she pushed herself up on her hands, looked down 
at me and said "Gramps, will you please make love to me, and show me 
what it feels like to have a lover cum inside me. I want to feel you 
having an orgasm, please Gramps, do it for me now." "OK darling, hold 
tight" I said and wrapped my arms round her, rolled over so I lay on 
top of her and positioned myself between her wide open thighs. The 
instant I looked down at her laying beneath me I felt my penis begin 
to swell, so did Pat, because her eyes popped open wide and she 
gasped, as she felt herself being filled up once more. As she wrapped 
her ankles around my hips she lifted her arms and lay them above her 
head saying "Hold my hands please Gramps, hold me down so I don’t get 
away, please Gramps darling, pretend for me, pretend you're holding 
me so I can't escape." I looked down into her appealing face and 
placed a tender kiss on her open lips, then laid my hands and arms on 
hers, effectively pinning her to the bed.

	Very slowly and deliberately I began to move my hard throbbing 
penis in and out of Pat's hot wet and very swollen pussy, making my 
strokes longer and deeper, until I heard her gasp and felt the head 
of my cock press against the mouth of her cervix as I bottomed out 
inside her. From then on I reduced the length of my stroked as I 
didn’t want to frighten her. To no avail, when I didn’t do it again 
she gasped out "Deeper Gramps, make me feel you touch me inside 
darling, I want to feel you all the way in me, I want to feel you 
fill me right up, I want to feel your hot creamy cum right inside my 
body darling, please fill me up like you did Mom, make me burn as 
your hot cum hits my cunt Gramps, fuck me darling, fuck me like you 
used to fuck Mom.." This was enough for me, I'd brought Pat to a 
number of crashing orgasms, almost cumming myself each time, but now 
I couldn’t wait any longer as I felt my cock begin to swell and 
pulsate I cried out "I'MMMM CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG" and with a final hard 
thrust rammed my cock deep inside her firm young body, pressed my 
pubic bone to her pussy lips and felt my body jerk each time I shot a 
massive wad of hot sticky semen deep into her body and squarely at 
the mouth of her womb. 

	Had I been in the least bit fertile there's little doubt Pat 
would have been pregnant an instant later. As it is I'd had a 
vasectomy twenty years earlier when we found out my wife had to come 
off the pill for medical reasons. Whatever, I just lay there, my 
weight taken on elbows and knees and spurted a seeming never-ending 
stream of semen into my granddaughter. That thought alone gave my 
ejaculation a further boost, until I lay there completely drained of 
fluids and totally spent physically. I managed to roll over so I 
didn’t collapse on top of Pat, and found her laying on top of me as I 
lay on my back gasping for air, eyes closed and mouth open. Totally 
unaware of what to expect Pat decided to go to the bathroom, as she 
needed to pee. When she stood up she suddenly gave a loud scream of 
embarrassment as she found a flood of our mixed orgasmic fluids gush 
out of her relaxed pussy. Bending down and grabbing her discarded T-
shirt and pressing it between her thighs she waddled out to the 
bathroom and sat on the toilet. She was still there when I followed 
her a few minutes later, only she was quietly sobbing her heart out. 
I knelt in front of her and put my arms round her, hugging her close 
to me, "What's the matter baby" I asked softly, "I'm so embarrassed, 
Gramps, I didn’t mean to wet myself like that, I didn’t even know I 
needed to go that badly." 

	I started to laugh, then she sat upright and said "GRAMPS, it's 
NOT funny." It is darling" I said, "You didn’t wet yourself my love, 
it was all my cum running out of you, it seems there wasn’t enough 
room inside for all of it, and gravity took charge when you stood up 
and it just flowed out of you like upending a bottle of soda." Pat 
looked at me for a moment, the began to laugh, suddenly blushing 
bright red as she said "Oh, Gramps, you won't tell Mom about this 
will you, she'll think I was really silly, and make fun of me if you 
do" I lifted her off the toilet and led her across to the shower 
where I turned the water on and stood the pair of us under it and 
began to wash her with a soapy washcloth. When I pressed my hand 
between her thighs Pat opened them wide so quickly she almost fell 
over. I managed to catch her and she giggled as she moved about on my 
scrubbing hand. When I washed her breasts she threw her head back and 
pushed out her chest so she got maximum pressure on her body, and 
therefore maximum pleasure. When I turned her round and did her back 
she leaned her hands against the wall and stuck her bottom out, 
spreading her legs wide so I could get between her ass cheeks. As I 
rubbed the washcloth against her anus I whispered "Do you like that 
baby?" she lifted her head and turned to look at me "Yes Gramps, it 
makes me tingle all over when you touch me there. When you pressed 
you finger in my bottom I almost came." She stopped for a minute, 
thinking, then said "What's it like to have a guys penis in you 
bottom Gramps?" "I don’t know darling, I've never had one there, but 
I'm told it feels nice by those women that have asked me to make love 
to them like that." 

	Pat stood up when I'd finished washing her and took a fresh 
washcloth, soaped it up and began to scrub me down starting at my 
chest. She did me down to my waist then turned me round and did my 
back from my shoulders down to my feet. She then returned to the 
front and began at my feet and worked up. When she got to my groin 
she soaped her hands and gently cupped my balls, playing with them 
rather than washing them, all the time keeping her eyes firmly fixed 
on my semi hard cock as it bounced in front of her eyes. Eventually 
she couldn’t resist any longer, she soaped her hands again and one by 
one wrapped them around my firm shaft, gasping as she felt it first 
of all twitch, then quickly begin to swell and get more and more 
rigid, until it was finally hard and throbbing in her tiny hands. 
"Oh, jeez Gramps, does it always get hard so quick?" she asked 
softly. "No darling, only when I have a beautiful teenage girl 
holding on to it like grim death" I replied with a grin. She looked 
up at me and without saying a word opened her mouth and pushed out 
her tongue as far as it would go. Tentatively she leaned forward 
until the tip of her tongue touched the head of my cock. After wiping 
it round the head a couple of times Pat leaned forward a little more 
and allowed the head to slip between her lips and into her mouth, 
closing her lips around the shaft as soon as the head was inside. She 
then began to slide her hands up and down the shaft as she sucked 
like a Hoover on my cockhead lodged between her palate and her 
tongue. 

	I just stood there enjoying the wonderful feeling of having my 
cock sucked for a couple of minutes, then I placed her hands on her 
cheeks and pressed her head back, before lifting her to her feet and 
into my arms once more. "What's the matter Gramps, wasn’t I doing it 
right?" she asked suddenly looking very disappointed. I grinned "Oh, 
no darling, you were doing it very right indeed, in fact you seemed 
as if you'd had years of practice you were so good. It's just that I 
have nothing left to do justice to your wonderful efforts. We'll have 
to leave it for another time. Right now I think we need to get to 
bed, you know it's about three o'clock, don’t you?" We dried each 
other off and the I scooped her up into my arms and carried her to my 
bed, where we lay down in each others arms and drifted off into a 
dream filled sleep. 

	Next morning I woke up to the wonderful feeling of having my 
penis lodged in a warm wet haven, opened me eyes to find Pat sitting 
on my morning hard on, bouncing up and down and obviously very close 
to a self induced orgasm. I immediately closed my eyes and forced 
myself not to move, feigning sleep for as long as I could. It was 
worth it, the sound then the sight of my granddaughter as she brought 
herself to a climax on my hard cock was wonderful. The sight of her 
blushing as she suddenly realised I was awake and aware of what she 
was doing was even more priceless. "I'm sorry Gramps" she gasped, "I 
just saw you had an erection and felt the need to have an orgasm, you 
don’t mind do you?" I pulled her down on to my chest, hugged her 
tight and said "Of course I don’t darling, but I think you should 
tell your mother about this one, I think she'll be very surprised to 
hear what you managed. Now, how about we have some breakfast?" we got 
up, showered, dressed and went down to the kitchen where we laid the 
table between us and had just sat down to our cereals and toast when 
the phone rang. It was June "Good morning Daddy, how's my poor baby 
doing?" "Why don’t you ask her yourself darling, come on over we'll 
be finished breakfast by the time you get here and she can tell you 
how she feels" I replied, "Right now she doesn’t feel like coming to 
the phone." "Oh, OK Daddy, I'll be right over" and she put the phone 
down, presumably to get in her car and rush across town to see what 
was wrong with Pat.

	It took June twenty minutes to get here, by which time Pat and 
I had cleared up the kitchen and were sitting together on the sofa in 
the living room. That’s where June found us, coming in through the 
kitchen door as she did, and walking in on us as Pat was sitting on 
my lap kissing me passionately as part of our current conversation. 
"Well, I can see there isn't much wrong with you young lady" said 
June as she stood in front of us. Pat lay her head on my shoulder and 
sighed deeply "No Mom, not now there isn't" she said with a smile. 
She then sat up, looked at June and said "I wish you'd have brought 
me to see Gramps a long time ago though Mom, I've had a really 
awesome weekend, and I can't wait to tell you all about it." I kissed 
Pat tenderly and gently pushed her off my lap and on to the sofa 
beside. I then said "Why don’t you start while I go and make you Mom 
a cup of coffee." Pat kissed me on the lips in a manner that seemed 
to surprise her mother then said "OK Gramps, but don’t be too long 
will you, I want you to tell Mom that everything I tell her is true." 
I grinned and said "OK baby, I'll hurry" and stood up, giving my 
daughter a loving kiss as I told her to sit down while I made her a 
drink. 

	I returned ten minutes later with two coffees and one OJ, 
placed the try on a side table and sat opposite mother and daughter. 
Pat took her drink without a moments pause in her graphic description 
of our nights activities. June found that laying back with her eyes 
closed was the best way of taking it all in, and didn’t say a word 
until Pat stopped talking and sat back to finish her glass of juice. 
When she was certain Pat was done June opened her eyes, looked at me 
and said "Well Daddy, is it all true?" I looked at her, shrugged my 
shoulder and said "Well, I didn’t hear it all darling, but what I did 
hear was essentially correct. What Pat didn’t tell you was what 
happened just before each time she passed out." June turned to Pat 
who was suddenly blushing, "You never said anything about passing 
out, why not?" "Sorry Mom, I just felt so embarrassed about it. It 
seems a pretty soft thing to happen, I thought I was a bit stronger 
than that." June laughed "Oh Pat darling, you don’t have to be 
embarrassed about having an orgasm so strong you pass out my love. I 
know loads of women that don’t have an orgasm, let alone ones that 
strong." June then held her daughters hand and said quietly "What 
about when Gramps came inside you, what did that feel like?" "Mom, 
you just wouldn’t believe how good it felt. I thought he wasn’t going 
to stop shooting his cum into me. You should have seen it when I 
stood up I…… oh damn". 

	June sat back as Pat swore, then scowled at me as I began to 
laugh. "Oh well" she continued "I might as well tell you. When I 
stood up to got to pee, all Gramps cum gushed out of me and down my 
legs. I was so embarrassed because I thought I'd peed myself, 'til 
Gramps told me what had actually happened. Mom, there was GALLONS of 
it, running down my legs, all over the floor. It soaked the T-shirt I 
went to bed in, and I still had more flooding out when I sat on the 
toilet." I sat there studiously drinking my coffee trying hard not to 
meet my daughters gaze until she said "Daddy, what happened really?" 
I just grinned as Pat said "Mom, I'm telling the truth, honest. 
Gramps never came all the time he kept making me have orgasm after 
orgasm, even when he was inside me when he actually bust my cherry, 
he didn’t cum, he said I was too quick for him. It wasn’t until I 
made him hold me down that he finally did. Was he like that with you 
Mom?" June blushed bright red at the thought of discussing her sexual 
exploits with her father, forgetting she'd already disclosed most of 
them before leaving Pat with me on Friday. "Well" I said, "Answer the 
girl."

	"Daddy!" said June "It's not the sort of thing we should be 
talking about, not here anyway." I raised my eyebrows, "And why not" 
I asked, "It seems you've already told Pat most of what we used to 
do, and passed on some very closely guarded secrets when you prepared 
her for this weekend. Was it just coincidence Pat had a bad date, or 
was that all a story too?" Pat shook her head "No Gramps, it really 
did happen, but on Thursday night, not Friday. Mom and I talked for a 
long time, then she told me about how you and Grandma showed her 
about making love. That’s when I asked if you'd do it for me. I guess 
I shouldn’t have told you what secrets Mom told me. Should I?" I 
shook my head, "No darling, you shouldn’t. But mainly because it now 
means your mother is in line for a spanking for breaking a promise 
never to tell anyone about our lovemaking." I turned to June and said 
"Well, where do you want it, here and now, or up in the bedroom after 
you sit naked for half an hour, like you used to?" 

	June looked aghast at what I was saying "Daddy" she gasped "You 
can't do that, not with Pat in the house!" "Why not" I asked, "She 
knows I used to spank you, and what happened afterwards. She even 
asked me to spank her when she said something that upset me. Why 
should it be any different for you, you're still a naughty girl, and 
deserve to be punished." June turned to her daughter, "You didn’t 
tell me Gramps spanked you, what did you do to deserve it?" Pat 
looked down at her knees, "I said I wished Joey and Dave had really 
raped me, after I found out how good it was to have an orgasm. I know 
it was stupid of me, and I had to ask Gramps to spank me so I could 
get him to carry on showing me all about making love." She looked 
into her mothers eyes, "You were right Mom, it felt so good to have 
my bottom all tingly, and my pussy was so wet and I almost had an 
orgasm without Gramps rubbing my pussy. I wish I could be spanked 
again but this time have Gramps push his penis inside of me and make 
love to me properly." That's when I knew my daughter was completely 
lost, when I saw her rubbing her thighs together, and caught her 
heady aroma as her pussy started to leak. 

	 I stood up, pulled an upright chair from it's place by the 
wall and sat on it in front of the sofa. "June, come and get into 
position, and hurry!" I said sharply, "Daddy" she almost wailed, 
"Come along, don’t be a silly girl, or I'll make it double time, last 
chance young lady!" Pat sat on the sofa astounded at the by play 
between her mother and me, and gasped as June got up slowly and 
shuffled over to stand beside my thigh, then bend over so she lay 
across my lap.  I placed my left arm across June's back to hold her 
in position, then slowly and deliberately lifted her skirt, pushing 
it over her back and displaying her skimpy high cut silk panties. As 
I placed my hand on her bottom I felt her flinch, then give a tiny 
sigh as she began to remember what was going to happen. After rubbing 
my hands all over her buttocks I hooked my fingers into the waistband 
of her panties and slowly pulled them down over her bottom. When her 
panties were laying about level with her knees I stopped and had a 
quick glance at them. The tiny crotch was sopping wet and almost 
transparent, and when I placed my hand at the top of her thighs I 
could feel the slick coating of her juices that was leaking out all 
over her legs. Slowly I lifted my hand to shoulder level then brought 
it down with a loud 'SPLAT!' that made June jump and gasp out. I 
could see Pat from the corner of my eye, and saw that she too jumped 
as she saw her mother receiving what she herself had endured the 
night before. Once more I brought my hand down, this time June hardly 
moved, a sharp intake of breath was all I heard. Eight more times I 
spanked June, each one noisy rather than painful, and each one 
getting her more and more aroused. When I was done I stroked my hand 
over her glowing bottom, and especially just below the swell of her 
buttocks, at the top of her thighs where she was now coated with a 
sheen of glistening pussy juice. 

	Slipping my hand between her thighs I lubed up three fingers 
then slowly began to press them in between her swollen and sopping 
wet pussy lips, making June cry out with the joy she was 
experiencing, of feeling someone's fingers other than her own, 
passing into her vaginal passage and bringing her pleasure. "Stand 
up" I said when I removed my fingers to a cry of "Noooo…" June stood 
up quickly and stood in front of me, head hanging and arms by her 
side. I stepped to one side and pressed her shoulders telling her to 
place her hands on the chair in front of her. June completely ignored 
the fact that she was being watched by her teenage daughter, so lost 
in the excitement of the actual act of sex she was now so deeply 
involved in. Placing her arms on the seat of the chair June laid her 
forehead on her arms and opened her feet a foot or so dipping her 
back so her wonderfully rounded bottom was sticking out proudly. I 
stepped behind June, pushed my pants down to my knees and placed the 
head of my hard throbbing erection to her pouting pussy lips, pausing 
momentarily as I rubbed it up and down their length, before allowing 
it to enter her vaginal passage and pressing my hips forwards in a 
single movement, stopping  only when my pubic hair was mixing with 
hers.

	"Oh god Daddy fuck me please darling, fuck me hard Daddy, I 
need it so bad, fill me with your wonderful hot creamy cum, make it 
run down my legs as it overflows out of me, fuck me darling, please 
fuck me, hurry Daddy in getting close, I'm going to cum Daddy, please 
hurry Aggghhhh, I'MMMM CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG…" and her head was thrown 
back so far she stood up so I had to put my arms round her chest to 
make sure she didn’t throw herself off my cock, or fall to the floor 
and hurt herself. All the time I held her my daughter was crying out 
over and over again that she was till cumming, until at last she 
simply collapsed to the floor, her legs unable to support her, and my 
grasp on her being insufficient to hold her upright. As she slipped 
off my cock I held on to her as well as I could as I slowly eased her 
down into a gasping heap at my feet. Pat came over and knelt beside 
her mother, making sure she was still breathing. She then looked up 
at me, then at my throbbing penis that still stood out in front of 
me, then back to my eyes where she said "Now Gramps, can I do it now 
please?" I just nodded, wondering what she would actually do. I 
gasped as she just took my penis in her hand, opened her mouth and 
leaned forward to take all she could into her mouth, completely 
ignoring the fact it was slick with her mothers orgasmic juices, or 
perhaps BECAUSE it was coated in them. I was so aroused already from 
the spanking I gave my daughter, the orgasm I brought her too so 
quickly, and now the suction and friction my cock was being subjected 
to, that I was soon gasping out loud to Pat, "Pat darling, I'm going 
to be there any second, get ready, I'm getting close, I'm almost 
there.. I'MMMM CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG.." and I began to shoot wad after wad 
of hot creamy semen at the back of her throat, causing her to gag 
initially, before I felt her sucking and swallowing in turn as she 
took all of what I was spurting into her mouth. 

	It was inevitable that Pat wasn’t going to be able to take all 
of my ejaculate on her first time, and she eventually pulled back 
coughing slightly as she struggled for breath, having the final 
couple of blasts landing on her cheeks and chin. That's how June saw 
her when she opened her eyes, kneeling in front of me, holding my 
shrinking penis in her hand with cum dripping off her face and from 
between her lips. When Pat realised June was awake she turned and 
bent down to kiss her in a very undaughterly manner, pressing her cum 
coated tongue between her mothers lips, then allowing June to lick 
her face clean as they shared what little there was of my semen 
remaining I sight. Smiling as she did it, Pat lay her mother on her 
back and pulled her panties up for her. She then turned to me and 
pulled my pants up and ran the zipper to the top, leaving me to do 
the clasp and tighten my belt. I bent over and offered my daughter my 
hand, helping her to her feet, then walked with her the couple of 
paces to the sofa where I sat beside her with Pat on my lap snuggling 
up close to me. "Thanks for letting me do that Gramps. I needed to 
see if I liked it. You see some of my friends told me it's really 
gross having to do it for their boyfriends, but it's the only way 
they seem to stop themselves getting forced into sex. Are all boys 
like that Mom?" 

	June took her daughters hand, squeezed it gently and said "No 
darling, there's a lot of them that are, but what you have to do is 
find one that isn't. Now darling, would you go and make us all a pot 
of tea, I want to have a word with Gramps." Pat jumped up and said 
with a giggle "Yes Mom, just don’t try jumping his bones, he needs a 
long time to recover." When we were alone June shimmied up on to my 
lap, put her arms round me and kissed me more passionately than she 
had for a very long time. "I love you Daddy" she said softly, "And I 
want to thank you for what you just did for me. I've been so lonely 
since Jake died. That’s the first time I've had sex since just before 
he was taken ill." She laid her head on my shoulder for a moment then 
whispered "Can I come over occasionally and get the same treatment 
please Daddy. And will you do the same for Pat if she keeps away from 
boys at school?" I hugged her close then said softly "I've got a 
better idea darling, why don’t the two of you move in with me. 
There's plenty of space, you can have your own rooms, and a spare 
room to do whatever you like as regards hobbies or pastimes, there's 
the pool and garden for Pat and her friends to play in, and we can be 
company for each other, as well as lovers as often as you like. Until 
you both wear me out that is." 

	Just then Pat walked in with the tea tray. June waited until 
she had placed it on the side table then repeated my idea to her. Pat 
screamed and threw herself at me, almost knocking her mother from my 
lap as she tried to get close to tell me what she thought about it. 
When order was restored June sat beside me and said in a studied and 
serious voice "Do you really mean it Daddy, it's not just because of 
what happened just now, is it?" I patted her hand, "No darling, I've 
been meaning to find the right moment to ask you for ages, it just 
never seemed to crop up. I get a bit lonely at times, especially when 
I get to thinking about your mother. Having you here will keep me 
busy so I don’t get morbid. I really would love to have the two of 
you move in and fill the house with love the way it used to be." 

	A week later they were moving in, ably assisted by John and 
Jack and a couple of their strong fit friends. John took me to one 
side and told me that Joey and Dave would be apologising to Pat in a 
few days time, as soon as they got rid of a few aches and pains that 
were need to convince them she wasn’t a candidate for date rape. I 
thanked him, and asked if he would keep an eye out for her while he 
could, telling him that she meant a lot to me, being my only 
granddaughter. "No need to worry about that now Gramps" he said, "The 
words going round that I'm going to be very annoyed at anyone that 
lays a wrong hand on her in future." I thanked him and he just smiled 
at me, then went back to moving furniture. This was the beginning of 
a period in my life I never thought could ever happen. Even though 
Pat and I only made love a few more times she remained a very special 
part of me, June is still living with me, and even though I'm getting 
older we still make long slow gentle love, all I'm able to manage, 
but as much as June needs as she gets older too. This morning Pat 
came to me and asked if she could bring her boyfriend home to dinner 
as he had something he wanted to ask me. The look on her face told me 
all I wanted to know, and when I asked her if he was kind and gentle 
with her she blushed and said "Almost as good, kind and gentle as you 
were that first time Gramps, almost but not quite, and I love him 
almost as much as I love you." 

	I guess he will do then. Much better than her first try at 
making out with a boy.

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