Getting Revenge With Grandpa Ch 02

The way I dressed that Friday night, I knew I was going to be having sex. Short black skirt, black thong panties, ridiculously high heels, and a shirt that showed off my cleavage and was so tight I could hardly breathe. At 20 years old, I'm incredibly proud of my body: I'm 5'8", barely 110lbs, with perky C cup breasts, long dark hair, and what I'm told is a very cute face with a devilish smile. So anyway, I stepped out of my room and quickly said goodbye to my Grandpa and mum. Grandpa said a shy little goodbye, probably unsure of what to think of my outfit, whereas Mum freaked the fuck out. She demanded that I go to my room, because no way was any daughter of hers going out dressed like a slut, and shit like that. I tried to counter that I was 20 fucking years old and that she can't treat me like a child anymore, but, as always, that didn't work and she just screamed at me until I went back to my room.

In an effort to help Mum raise me, Grandpa moved in with us not long after Dad left Mum. Even though both Dad and I wanted me to live with him, the courts always side with the mother, no matter how much of a bitch she is...so I got stuck with Mum while Dad got to enjoy his life. So anyway, I stormed back into my room and slammed the door as hard as I could. I may have been imagining it, but I swear I heard Grandpa (who looked very uncomfortable during the argument) telling Mum that he didn't think my outfit was too controversial. I must confess, even though he raised a completely fucking lunatic bitch of a daughter, I always had a soft spot for my Grandpa, who often spoiled me too often as a child.

Back in my room, I silently and grudgingly admitted defeat and got changed into my pyjamas - a loose-fitting cotton nightgown that really shows off my nipples when I'm even the slightest bit cold. I decided to spend that night without underpants, just because I find thongs so uncomfortable, no matter how great they make me look. And by this point of the story, you may have decided that I'm a little vain. Well, I'd be the first to admit that. But if you saw me, you'd find it rather hard to disagree that I'm pretty damn good to look at. Staring into the mirror above my dressing table, I told myself this for the fifth time that day when I heard a knock at the door.

Expecting (and hoping) it was Mum coming to apologize for calling me a slut, I called out "What?" in a rather impatient voice. What I really didn't expect was Grandpa's voice, responding "Hey Cindy, it's Grandpa...Can I come in so we can have a chat?"

"Uh, yeah, sure," I replied rather uncertainly; it was rare that Grandpa and I would talk alone these days. He opened the door and stepped in, closing it softly behind him. I sat down on the bed and he sat beside me.

"I just came in to tell you that I'm on your side. Your mother was completely out of line talking to you like that."

"Really?" I'd always thought of my Grandpa as pretty cool, but still rather conservative. "I can't say I'm not surprised, but I'm glad you think she's a bitch."

"I'm her father, so I can't exactly agree with you on that one, but she has always been like that, more or less. But as I was saying, I don't find anything objectionable about the way you dress, Cindy. It seems to me as though you're a very confident girl and you show that through your clothing." I have to admit, for a 72-year-old guy, Grandpa could be pretty perceptive.

"Wow, you pretty much hit the nail on the head there. I wish that bitch would get a clue and realise that's why I dress the way I do. Fuck, I wish there was a way I could get back at her for being such a shitty parent... Um, sorry about the language, Grandpa."

Grandpa didn't seem bothered by my language, and continued. "You know, there is one thing I thought of, but I understand if it might be a bit extreme for you, dear."

"You don't mean, like, kill her or anything?" I was a little shocked (and, I'll admit, excited) at the idea.

"Oh! Oh Jesus no, Cindy!" He chuckled, "No, nothing like that. Just something that'll, uh, make her regret not letting you go out tonight."

When I asked Grandpa why he was so insistent that I get even with Mum, he whispered, "Just between us, I always ha...she was always my least favourite kid."

I burst out laughing, completely taken aback by my Grandpa. I guess you really shouldn't underestimate old people; they really are full of surprises. Anyway, once I was able to stop laughing, I asked Grandpa what his plan for revenge was. Yet again, Grandpa shocked me with what he was capable of: He turned to me, looked deep into my eyes and kissed me deeply on the mouth. I know it's clichéd to say this, but I was too shocked to even move, so he continued kissing me, breathing in my scent and tasting my lips with his tongue.

When he broke the kiss, I could only stare in disbelief as he informed me "If you have sex with me, dear sweet Cindy, and make it loud, your mother will have no idea what to do with you anymore. After you sleep with her father, what is there that she can do to control you? You will finally have your power over her."

I immediately stood and opened my bedroom door. I didn't realise it, but I must have really worried Grandpa when I did this, as he breathed a noticeable sigh of relief when I said in my most seductive voice "This way she can see us, Grandpa." Yes, I'm an incredibly fucked up girl; the thought of fucking my own grandfather in order to pay my mother back for years of shitty parenting filled my stomach with butterflies, and filled my pussy with a warm tingling more intense than I'd ever felt before. Having never seen my Grandpa as a sexual being before, I realized that I'd have to convincingly fake my enjoyment, which I decided was a necessary evil for my goals. He's 72 years old, for fuck's sake; it'd be a miracle for him to be getting any sex, let alone sex from his beautiful granddaughter. That decided, I stepped back over towards my bed where Grandpa was sitting and slid the nightie off over my head, giving Grandpa a terrific view of my naked young body and freshly-shaven pussy. He was noticeably impressed: "Ooh wow, Cindy...so beautiful..." I stroked his balding old head as he grabbed my hips and began kissing my stomach, even briefly tonguing my belly button. That was certainly a new experience, but one I surprisingly enjoyed.

"Oh fuck, Grandpa...wait." I suddenly realized something; something I really should have thought of before. "Do you have any Viagra or anything? Because, um, will anything...happen...without it?" Not my most delicate phrasing ever, but it got my point across: I don't fully understand old people and I've never fucked an old guy before.

Grandpa's response was one I should have been expecting, but wasn't prepared for. He stood up and rather forcefully pushed me down onto the bed, so I was lying on my back with him standing looming over me, looking slightly pissed off, intimidating and surprisingly attractive. Then he began unbuttoning his pants, and my Viagra question was soon revealed as being immature and very unnecessary. There he stood, my Grandpa, with a fat 8-inch cock standing proud and ready, his pubic hair neatly trimmed. He then started taking off his shirt and before long, he stood naked before me and as I gazed on my grandfather's naked body for the first time, I was struck by just how attractive he was. He used to play sports in his youth, but all the muscle he developed back then has looking since left him, and now he's getting a bit chubby. He's about 5'10" tall with lovely green eyes, and has lost most of his silver hair now. He keeps it short and conservative, not unlike his pubic hair.

Naturally, I felt compelled to respond: "Holy shit, Grandpa!"

He chuckled, and then asked if he could join me on the bed, which is in full view of my bedroom door. I couldn't help but giggle at his politeness even when it came to starting to fuck, and motioned for him to lie down in the middle of the bed. He eagerly obliged, laying on his back in my bed. I climbed on top of his body, legs either side of him, and started making out with him. I moaned when our lips met, and moaned even deeper when he slid his tongue into my open mouth. I held him by the shoulders, pressing my naked flesh against his own, and continued passionately kissing my grandfather for what felt like 10 minutes. During that time, I couldn't help but get turned on at the feeling of his warm hands caressing my back and ass cheeks as I straddled his old chubby body, my tongue dancing and playing with his. When I finally moved after we broke the kiss, I was shocked at the wet patch I had left on his stomach. So yeah, it was around that time that I realised I might not have to fake it as much as I initially thought. Without asking permission, I climbed off him and shuffled down the bed, kissing his body all the way until I met his hard cock.

I grabbed it to hold it still, and licked from the base to the purple tip, which had started oozing out precum. I greedily licked it up and swallowed it.

"Mmmmmm... I've always loved the taste of precum."

I wrapped my lips around his head and, slowly moving my head up and down my grandfather's hard cock, pressed my tongue against his shaft. Every time I reached the top, I would quickly lick his head in a clockwise direction before sliding my mouth towards the base.

Grandpa absolutely loved it...he gently placed his hands on top of my head and he wouldn't stop moaning, "Oh yes..." "Oh God" and "Cindy..." the whole time I was sucking him. Taking that as encouragement, I quickened the pace, skipping the clockwise lick at the top. Before much longer, Grandpa told me to stop because he was going to cum. I immediately stopped sucking him. I slowly kissed my way up his body, and when I reached his chest I licked up the centre and back down, then across to his left nipple, flicking my tongue against it rapidly until it was hard, and then licked across to his right nipple and did the same. Making my way back up, I kissed his neck and finally kissed him with another long open-mouthed kiss. We made out for at least two minutes, during which he ran his hands up and down my back, seizing the opportunity to play with my ass cheeks a little more.

Eventually, he broke the kiss and gently pushed me away from his mouth so he could tell me "Oh God, Cindy, that was amazing...you really didn't have to do that for me."

Once again, he made me laugh. "Oh yes I did! You're doing me a massive favour by fucking me tonight; I have to make sure it's worth your while too, Grandpa!"

"Well, just getting to have sex with you would have been enough, Cindy, but Grandpa really does appreciate your enthusiasm! Now, let me repay the favour, beautiful..."

I rolled onto my back, and shuffled into the middle of the bed. As most guys do, instead of heading straight to my pussy, Grandpa stopped at my breasts and gently sucked each nipple for a good two minutes each. I moaned gently, enjoying the feel of his warm mouth and tongue flicking my nipples, sucking them, absolutely loving them. Grandpa eventually tore himself away from my boobs and softly kissed his way down to my hairless pussy. He carefully spread my labia, and licked right up from the bottom to my clitoris, which he then started sucking enthusiastically. I'm not lying when I say it was the best oral I've ever had. He knew how much suction to apply to my clit and when. He could tell I was enjoying it because I was making no effort to stifle my moans of pleasure. I started writhing my hips as I got closer to cumming, and Grandpa slid two fingers into my pussy while still sucking my clit. He moved his big fingers in and out of my vagina rapidly, stimulating me with them and his mouth.

"Ooooh fuck yes, Grandpa! Mmmmmm, fucking eat me!" I kept repeating some variations of that as he fingerfucked me and sucked on my clit. Again, I made no effort to keep quiet, hoping that surely Mum would hear me. I felt myself getting closer and closer to orgasm. I put both hands on his head, keeping him in place. My body tensed up. My moans became higher pitched and I stopped talking, just focusing on breathing heavily. My back tightened and I sat up a little, my face turning bright red with pleasure before I squealed again and again as wave after wave of pleasure washed over my body, causing me to spasm as I had the best orgasm I'd had in years (maybe ever). I came for at least thirty seconds and collapsed back on the bed, completely out of breath. Grandpa looked up from my pussy with a giant grin on his face. He came back up to kiss me again, his chin and cheeks glistening with my own juices. I kissed him harder than ever, my hands on either side of his head, my tongue forcing its way into his mouth. I broke the kiss and whispered what I'm sure he'd always wanted me to say.

"Fuck me, Grandpa."

We returned to our original position on the bed: Grandpa lying on his back, fat cock sticking in the air, with me straddling him. I held his cock in place and lowered my incredibly wet pussy over it. It went in so easily and we both moaned, him feeling just how tight my pussy was, and me feeling how warm, hard and big his cock felt inside me. I'm sure I didn't imagine seeing Mum peeking in through the doorway, watching as her Daddy started fucking her daughter. Invigorated by the thought of our incestuous affair being watched by Mum, I wasted no time in leaning forward, my arms supporting my body on Grandpa's chest, and I started sliding my pussy up and down his cock. He moaned my name as I began to built momentum. I moaned "Grandpa" in response. Soon Grandpa was thrusting in rhythm with me, our bodies slapping together again and again, faster and faster. As we fucked, Grandpa's hands alternated from holding my ass cheeks to holding my tits and playing with the nipples. When he played with my cheeks, I leaned forward for more passionate kisses. For the first time ever, I came during sex without touching my clit. Naturally, I gasped, moaned and squealed as loud as I could, absolutely certain that Mum could hear us and see us, powerless to stop it. I must have said "Fuck me, Grandpa" over a hundred times before he breathlessly told me, "Oh Cindy, I'm gonna cum soon, baby!"

"Did you want to pull out, Grandpa?" His hands were on my ass and I was holding my breasts, playing with them for Grandpa's benefit. His cock was thrusting in and out of my pussy harder and faster than ever.

"Only if you don't wanna get pregnant, baby..." I could tell he was close. His cock was getting incredibly rigid and even hotter inside me.

"Okay Grandpa, cum on my face and tits, I know guys love that." I climbed off and lay on my back as Grandpa got up, placed his knees on either side of my chest and started jerking his cock over my face. I grabbed and fondled his surprisingly firm ass cheeks and opened my mouth, sticking my tongue out, eager for his cum. Soon Grandpa was grunting and groaning and his body tightened. He moaned my name loudly and I closed my eyes just in time. Wad after wad of hot cum shot over my face and into my mouth and dripped onto my neck and breasts. When Grandpa was finished, I swallowed what landed in and around my mouth and wiped it away from my eyes. I was happy to leave what remained to dry on me. Grandpa climbed off me and collapsed on the bed next to me.

Breathlessly, with a huge smile on my face, I panted "Holy shit, that was so amazing, Grandpa! You sure know how to please a girl and make her feel wanted."

"Oh Emily, you're incredible! Such a beautiful girl...I'm a very lucky man." I thanked him with a quick kiss. "I'm positive your mother knew everything that happened here. Right?"

I was about to reply "It'd be a miracle if she didn't" when I heard a voice behind me.

"Absolutely," the voice proclaimed and I jumped when I turned and spotted Mum, walking towards the bed. "And it was amazing, I have to say."

For the second time that night, I was too stunned to say anything, let alone cover up my naked body. Even if I had managed, though, it wouldn't have lasted long: The bitch continued walking towards us, climbed onto the bed and began licking up all of Grandpa's cum that was still glistening on my tits and neck. I felt absolutely revolted, and honestly almost threw up at the feeling of her tongue on my naked skin. I finally managed to stammer "W-...wh-...what?"

Grandpa moaned in pleasure as he watched his daughter lick his cum off his granddaughter.

"What the fuck is going on?!" I pleaded with him.

"Hmmm? Oh, this? Your Mummy was behind this idea from the start. Weren't you, Angela?" He smirked.

"Uh-huh..." she had just finished licking his cum off my paralyzed body, then she started smirking at me too. She climbed over me like I was just a pillow on the bed, climbed onto Grandpa and started kissing him deeply, stroking his flaccid cock back to life.

"So..." I really felt like crying, but I was too angry. "So all this, your whole fucking revenge scheme, this was all a set up?! But why? Why the fuck would you two do this to me?"

Mum broke her kiss with Grandpa to tell me, "Because we want you, Cindy. We've both wanted to fuck you for a few years now, and we'd never figured out the right way to approach you before tonight's events. Now, don't be mad at your Grandpa, he's just a beautiful, horny old man who loves his family dearly."

"And you did enjoy yourself, right, Cindy?" He knew that I did, he just wanted to hear me say it. In front of her.

"That's not the point. The point is that you betrayed me! And you seriously thought this was the best way to tell me about your fucked up incest affair?"

"It's okay, beautiful, you'll forgive us soon. I know it," Mum cooed in her most patronising, soothing voice. Then she did something I should have known was coming, since I was apparently living in my worst nightmare.

She leaned over me, still naked and paralysed with rage/betrayal/shock and gently placed her lips on mine, gently stroking my hair with one hand. I heard a zip that I immediately and unfortunately knew to be Grandpa unzipping Mum's light, flower print dress. She eventually broke the kiss she was forcing onto me to sit up, slide the dress off her shoulders and casually throw it aside. She sat, looking down at me, wearing nothing but a baby blue push-up bra, matching bikini briefs and her trademark smug smile. I responded to all this with the most natural reply I could muster.

"Fuck you, slut." I spat at her face and, finally able to move, I sat up and tried to leave the room. She immediately pulled me back down with a forceful yank of my hair. When I tried to struggle away again, she placed a hand around my neck and started applying pressure. Throughout this display of bitchy catfighting, Grandpa was laughing like crazy.

"That's funny coming from someone who just fucked her granddaddy." Mum then licked two fingers on the hand that wasn't holding and choking me. In one swift movement, she stuck them inside my pussy and started fingerfucking me hard, keeping her thumb in line with my clit so that she'd hit it at the apex of each thrust inside me. The dirty names started soon after; she called me such classics as "whore," "slut," "fucking dirty bitch," and so on. This obviously turned Grandpa on again - in the corner of my eye, I could see him starting to jack his lovely cock as he watched his daughter fingerfuck me.

"Keep it up, girls!" he called out.

Now, I don't know whether it was watching Grandpa jerking himself off, or if I actually was enjoying the feeling of Mum's fingers fucking in and out of me - or maybe it was a combination of both - but for whatever reason, I started to feel turned on again myself. I fucking hated myself, but I involuntarily moaned as well as I could with a hand around my neck, and without realising, I began grinding my hips in time to Mum's thrusting.