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(Mf, ped, 1st, inc, oral, celeb- parody) *** [December 13, 2002, Pennsylvania] Today is my granddaughter's birthday. I know how her parents are, and I wanted to do something special for her birthday. Taylor is thirteen today. I know her family has a tradition birthday in mind, I know because partly that's my own "fault". My wife and I had raised our children well. We used old-fashioned values. And they grew up to be a lot like us. My son married a girl just like him, and they raised their children the same way. Not that there's anything wrong with that. But my values have changed. I'm not the same person I was when I was raising my children. Life changes who you are. Some of you know what I mean, those of you who don't will find out eventually. For me the changes started when my wife died. She was only in her forties, the same age as me. We married young. We were only eighteen but we were in love. I had gotten a job at the mill before we married so when our son was born we had a comfortable life. He and his wife didn't have Taylor until they were twenty- three. Anyway, we were young, had been each others' sweethearts since Junior High. And I had expected us to grow old together. Life throws you a sucker punch sometimes. After she passed I started realizing the hypocrisy of life, of politicians, of religion, all of it. The old- fashioned ways especially. It was all bullshit. My children encouraged me to get married again so I wouldn't grow old alone. I didn't want to marry again. I didn't want the same thing to happen again. Life's too short, you know? I never "sowed my wild oats", so I decided to start doing that. Of course I did it on the down low. I didn't want to get an earful from my family. I started secretly frequenting internet chat rooms. I missed the sex, we had an amazing sex life. I found myself masturbating for the first time. And I started frequenting internet chat rooms. I soon realized young women had a thing for guys my age. And it was easy to tell apart the nymphomaniacs from the gold diggers. Teenage girls were the same. I must have been a closet pervert because I found the underage girls I was chatting the hottest. And they really were underage, they'd sending me nudes of themselves are if we chatted by webcam they loved getting naked for me. I fantasized about meeting some of those jailbait cuties. But I didn't want to take chances. I started hooking up with the twenty-something girls I'd meet online. I'd drive miles to places where people didn't know me to meet a girl. We'd either fuck at her house or if she still lived with her parents, at her friend's or a motel. I found fucking someone over twenty years younger than me to be an illicit thrill. And as I was ramming my cock in and out of some young beauty I was imagining they were actually one of my underage girls on those chat sites. It always made me jizz harder thinking that way. I'm fifty-five now. I get away with looking fifteen years younger though. My son is jealous because he looks older than his age. I told him about stress but he never listened... I admit I've had fantasies about his wife. She a hot young thing. I find my fantasies have grown more perverted over the past decade or so. The last few years I've also found myself noticing my granddaughter Taylor. She grows more beautiful every year. And she has that innocence about her my children had at her age. I find that so sexy about her. Taylor has long medium-blonde hair. She used to wear it darker when she was younger before she started coloring it. With her mother's permission of course. She also has these gorgeous blue eyes, and that smile she likes to give her grandfather... She also taller than most girls her age, and on the skinny side, though she has a butt most twenty years olds would be envious of. I know, because of those tight jeans she wears. It's funny, if Taylor were to wear a tight top, a low- cut top, or go braless, she'd get an earful from her parents. But tight jeans, girls always seem to get away with that. When I'd go on one of my rendezvous, I find myself now imagining it's Taylor and jizzing into. That has made the sex even hotter than all the sex I'd been having in the past decade. Ever since Taylor turned twelve, I more and more seriously thought about seducing her. She loved her grandfather, and I was sure she would be open to it. But I had my doubts too. But that didn't stop the urges to grow more and more as her birthday drew nearer and nearer... The weather had been nice this fall. And it hadn't gotten cold enough to snow yet. When I got up early this morning - to think of what I could do for Taylor's birthday - I was pleasantly surprised to find it was like a very warm spring day out. I decided to take my granddaughter on a picnic. Sure, that may sound tame. But even that would be a improvement over whatever bullshit was planned. My son and daughter-in-law treated Taylor like a child, especially when it came to birthday parties. Again, partly my fault since that was how we treated all the children growing up. So I figured a private picnic for the two of us was what today called for. So I dressed a threw together a picnic basket, threw it in the back of my Jeep Cherokee and drove over to my son and daughter-in-law's home. I parked around back and slipped in through the backyard so they wouldn't know. Then I found some pebbles, and tossed them up near Taylor's window to get her attention. I didn't have to try for too long. Taylor looked out and saw me. Her face lit up. She raised her window. "Grandpa!" She grinned. "Shhh!" I said as low as possible. "Keep it down. We don't want to wake your folks up. Get dressed and come on down! I'm stealing you away!" Taylor's grin turned conspiratorial. "Are you sure that's a good idea?" She asked. "And what should I wear?" "You KNOW what your parents have planned for you!" I reminded her. "So of course it's a great idea! And throw on anything. It's nice out today." Taylor ducked back in, turned her back and whipped her sleep shirt over her head. She was braless. Sure, I didn't see any boob but my cock still twitched. I was getting nervous we'd get caught. I kept checking my watch every fifteen seconds. Finally Taylor climbed out of her window and closed it behind her. "Catch me, granddad!" She said, then jumped down from the low height. I caught my granddaughter easily. We ran off together to my Cherokee, Taylor's obviously braless tits bouncing the whole time. She was giggling. We jumped in the Jeep and I sped off. "Where are we going, granddad?" She asked as she buckled up. "You're going to think this sounds boring, but I'm going to take you on a picnic," I told Taylor. "I have a friend who has acres and acres of beautiful landscape, he's away for the next few months and he gave me the keys a long time ago to come any time I want. It'll be a picnic for just the two of us, sweetie." "That doesn't sound boring at all, grandad!" She said, smiling. "And it'll be better than whatever dad and mom have in mind this year, blah!" We both laughed. We drove on, talking and listening to Country music. I had a Tim McGraw CD on, I knew how much Taylor liked him. An hour and a half later we arrived at my friend's property. I pulled up to the gate, got out and unlocked it. Getting back in the Jeep, I drove through then got out to relock the gate. I drove up the winding drive through groves of trees, Taylor thought it was so pretty. Reaching the house, I drove past it and soon we were in open country. The trail would constantly drop down then rise again, so when we reached the spot I planned to have our little picnic at we were high up but still out of sight of any inquisitive eyes on the ground at least. I parked the Jeep and my granddaughter and I got out. I popped the hatch and Taylor grabbed the picnic basket and I grabbed the blanket. I watched Taylor as she walked in front of me. I had mentioned she was braless, under a white, loose top. She wore red short shorts, that showed off her coltish thighs and womanly butt. We stopped in a sunny spot, the air growing warmer. I laid out the blanket and Taylor set down the basket. And I started to strip. "Granddad!" She gasped, as my large cock came into view. Taylor didn't look away though or blush. "What? I'm going to work on my all-over tan," I said. Taylor giggled. I laid down on my back as Taylor stood there staring at my naked, in shape body. "Well, are you just going to stand there and stare?" I teased. "Or are you going to come suck your grandfather's cock?" Taylor gasped again. "That's nasty!" She blurted. "But I am curious..." She hesitated a bit longer than knelt down beside me. A bit more time past until she bent over my cock. Taking it in her hand, it began to grow. Her eyes shone with curiosity as she stared at my cock with great interest. Then she dipped her head opened her mouth and took a few inches of my cock into it. It didn't take long to become fully erect. "How do you like it, sweetie?" I asked. Taylor slipped her mouth off of my cock briefly. "It's salty but good!" She gushed. "And I love how it feels in my mouth! How am I doing, granddad?" "You're doing great, Taylor! Keep it up!" She beamed at my approval. Ducking her head back down, Taylor started sucking me with more intensity. She was moaning, and with each bob of her head she swallowed a little more of my length. My granddaughter's beautiful long, wavy hair was in a ponytail today, dangling over her left shoulder. Speaking of dangling, I had an unencumbered view down her top at her cute breasts. They swayed as she sucked me faster, the areolae dark pinkish-brown and medium in size, her nipples stiff and large. I wanted to reach down inside her top and play with her nipples, but I was worried she'd stop if I did. "I can't believe I'm doing this!" Taylor giggled between sucks. "Oral sex is perverted, and doing it to you is incest... But I can't help myself..." "I know what you mean," I replied. "I've had thoughts about you like this for a long time..." Taylor smiled. "You have, granddad?" I nodded. "I can't help myself either..." "Awww, that's so sweet, granddad! Thank you!" She said before completely focusing on sucking my cock. Taylor was getting better and better, now handling three-quarters of my length. I could feel the head butting the back of her young throat. I groaned. It felt so amazing... Taylor was a natural born cocksucker. I tried to hold back as long as I could. I hardly lasted ten minutes when I felt it coming. "Taylor baby... Granddad's about to spurt..." She lifted her head from my cock. "What do you want me to do, grandad? Just name it." "Swallow all of my jizz when I cum!" I said. "Okay, granddad!" Ducking back down her head again, Taylor started sucking my cock faster, moaning loudly around it. I groaned louder, my testicles tightening up. My cock swell up. Taylor's eyes went wide. I grunted and the floodgates opened up. The first heavy bolt of jizz exited my cock and crashed into the back of her throat. Taylor swallowed it down as the second bolt entered her mouth. Swallowing faster, she was able to keep up with the supply with ease, swallowing down all of my jizz greedily. When I was finally spent, Taylor slipped her mouth off of my cock. "Mmmm, I love the taste of your, uhhh, jizz, granddad!" She gushed. "I hope you'll let me do that again!" I pulled Taylor up, kissing her deeply. "I'd love that," I smiled, cupping her butt cheeks. "But now, I have something completely different in mind..." "What, granddad?" Without answering I rolled Taylor under me as we kissed. I unbuttoned and unzipped her scarlet-colored shorts, pushing them down with her panties. My granddaughter didn't resist. I slipped my hand between her legs. Her unshaven pussy was soaked. "Mmmm, granddad..." Taylor moaned between kisses. "Are you going to..." "Fuck you?" I finished. Giggling, Taylor said "Yeah. Are you?" "I plan on it," I answered. "I'm glad," She said, spreading her legs for me. "You are?" "Yeah. I'm glad you're going to be my first," Taylor smiled. I kissed her again as I took hold of my cock and probed her slit as it grew wetter and wetter. The head finally found the opening and popped in. Taylor's body stiffened. She moaned softly. I slowly pushed forward until I hit her hymen. "Now, Taylor sweetie, this is going to hurt for a few moments..." "Okay, granddad." I slid back, then kissed her as I shoved my cock through her hymen. Taylor moaned into my mouth as we kissed, I kept the momentum going, jamming my cock in and out of her young pussy. "Oh, granddad!" She moaned. "Am I a woman now?" "You sure are," I answered, fucking her faster and faster. "Mmmm, I love how it feels!" Taylor cried out as she had her first orgasm. My granddaughter clung to me as her body spasmed, her pussy clamping around me cock. "Fuck me, granddad!" She screamed. "I'm your little slut!" Hearing Taylor say that - so uncharacteristic of her - spurred me on. I fucked her harder. My granddaughter arced her, rolled back her head and screamed as she came again. Her pussy spasmed around my cock, juices spurting out past the shaft profusely. I'd never fucked a pussy as tight and hot as Taylor's. I never wanted to leave it. I fucked her fast and hard for fifty minutes - making her orgasm dozens of times - before I arced my own back as I grunted and began to spurt my jizz into. I rapidly pumped nine or ten bolts of jizz deep inside my granddaughter, gasping and groaning as I came. My cock quickly softened and slipped out of Taylor, as did much of my load. I rolled off of her onto my back beside her, catching my breathe, all covered in sweat. Taylor half rolled onto me, playing with my chest hairs as she looked at me. I finally looked up at her. "Do you still love me?" I asked. "Of course I do, granddad, why wouldn't I?" "After what I did to you..." "No, what WE did," Taylor corrected. "I wanted it as much as you did, I love you even more than ever, granddad." "And I love you too, Taylor love..." I raised my head and she moved hers closer to mine and we kissed again. I thought about how I was ruining my son and daughter- in-law's birthday plans for Taylor, but I didn't give a fuck. I also started thinking about the possibility of running away with her. I bet she'd be willing to run away with me if I wanted to keep her all to myself... But Taylor was a joy to be shared with everyone, and I wanted everyone to enjoy her. Just as long as I was the only one fucking her... THE END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Celebrity Parody Archive