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Dirty Old Grandad 3/4

** Please do not read if you are under the age of 18 or are offended
by scenes of an explicit sexual nature **
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Barry slowly followed his granddaughter up the long stairway to her
room, watching as her small firm ass contained only by the tight lycra
of her swimsuit sashayed from side to side as she climbed. He didnt
know why he was doing this, nor what he would do when they were 
finally in her room, but the temptation inside his groin was too much to
quell, despite the release of his orgasm only minutes before. He was
taking his 14 year old granddaughter to her room...but for what purpose?
Surely he wasnt seriously thinking of fucking her? It was all happening 
too fast for him to reason, and before he knew it they were at the door to
her room, then stepping inside.

Her room was painted pink, decorated with the posters of TV stars and
rock singers, and also the little-girl decorations left over from her pre-teen
years. He had been in her room many times before of course, but this time
a pregnant sexual heat made the experience seem taboo, almost deadly.
Katie laid her towel down on the bed before turning and looking her
beloved granddad in the eye for the first time since their encounter in the
pool. She wore a strange smirk, one composed of both expectation and a
sense of power, yet also of fear and uncertainty. Words failed Barry, but it
was Katie who was first to speak.

"Thanks for before granddad..you made me feel...nice," she said, smiling
even wider. "Now I know why my friends let their guys touch them there."
For a second Barry's guilt overwhelmed him, as he managed: "OK Katie,
what we did was fun but it must never happen again...and you had better 
not..." His words trailed off as Katie, seemingly ignoring him, turned towards
the bed and slipped the shoulder bands of her swimsuit down her arms and
slipped the upper part of the still-wet lycra over her torso. Her bare back 
came into his view, and then she spun around, giving him an unobstructed
view of her breasts.

All Barry could do was gape. They were not big by any standards, but she
was only 14 after all, still developing from a young girl into a woman. They
had the firm conical shape of young tits, jutting directly out from her trim
chest as if pointing directly at him; the tops were sun-browned by exposure
above the swimsuit seam, but the surrounds were pale fish-white, soft and
creamy. Her nipples were a marked contrast, a dark pink-brown and, like
the rest of her blossoming mammaries, firm and pointed. Katie had her hands
in the seam of her swimsuit, at the level of her navel, seemingly trying to 
push the costume down over her waist. "Darn thing always is hard to get off
when its still wet...could you help Gramps?" she asked. 

Barry paused, then: "Err, sure baby." He stepped forward and moved his big
hands down to take over from hers, and found that the swimsuit was indeed
hard to remove, sticking to her young skin with its wetness. To aid its removal
he dropped to his knees and, reaching up, wreathed it down over her flaring
hips to that it was almost removed, covering only her pubic region. Being so
close to her again forced temptation to get the better of him, and he leaned
forward and kissed the smooth skin of her stomach, just above the navel, and
revelled in the smell and the feel of her. She did not retreat, and he knew then
that she was a willing partner in all of this evil he was committing - he peered
up to her beautiful elfin face, framed in her long brown tresses of hair, to see
her eyes squeezed closed as she concentrated on his lips as they traversed
her midriff. 

Slowly he kissed his way up, over her diaphragm and towards the underside
of her teenage breasts, until his nose made contact with them. He tilted his
head upwards and, extending his tongue, ran it beneath each of her titties
then upwards over the nipple to the top, inducing a slight drawn breath from
the girl. He gently drew a large pink nipple, made erect by his minstrations,
into his mouth and traced the long shape with his tongue. She shook as his
tongue found the tip, and he repeated it again, then traded breasts as his
long arms wrapped around her chest as he suckled her 14 year old titties.
He worked her breasts for a full ten minutes, before becoming aware of his
burgeoning erection yet again - it was time for more.

He unclasped his mouth and, with a long, slow deliberate movement, moved
back slightly and pushed Katie back down so that she was sitting on the
edge of her bed. Her legs extended out towards him, and he lifted them by
the ankles, placing them on his thighs and whispering: "Let me get this
costume off for you." She half-sighed "OK" but his hands were already at
their work, slipping the lycra down over her hips, then her thighs, bringing
her pubescent vulva into his view for the first time. It was a gorgeous sight
for the old man, a light mat of brown fuzz, untrimmed but not yet fully
covering her mound. Her legs parted slightly, and he could see the opening
he had worked on in the pool, lips parted slightly in arousal and expectation
of what was to come. 

He pressed outward on her knees, spreading her thighs and opening her
cunt like a flower to him, and he wasted no time on fastening his face to the
pink cleft before him. It brought a slight squeal from her, a half-muffled "No"
which went unheeded, but any resistance she had was soon dispersed as
her loving granddad started to eat her with gentle passion engaged by years
of experience. His long tongue traced the crack of her labia, rolling the length
of her lips before tracing around the small ring of her unspoiled vagina. With
some determination he moved the tip of his tongue firmly, feeling the tight
hole spread slightly to allow its entry and forcing Katie to grip the bedclothes
with unexpected shock. However he soon withdrew, leaving her cunt for 
another more important part of her body.

Continued in 4/4


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