But I think of it constantly and I remember how I came to you in the middle of the night, while you were sleeping in my tee shirt, covers tossed on the floor because it was so hot. I remember how I leaned down over you while you were sleeping and slowly and lifted that tee shirt to expose your perfect breasts and nipples. I lightly touched them with my fingers and you moaned in your sleep. Your body gave you away.
I began to massage your breasts, kneaded your nipples between my fingers, and then began suckling them slowly. You opened your eyes in a filmy half-wakefulness and ran your fingers thru my gray hair. My hand slid down your flat stomach and found your young mound, smoothly shaved and wet, your hips silently rocking. My thick grubby fingers parted your white panties and then slid into your slick love hole. At first I was gentle, still not wanting you to be fully awake. But then I got lost in the moment and stopped caring if I were gentle. My greedy fingers took a life of their own and another one slid into your young pussy. I was enjoying finger fucking my own granddaughter, enjoying it more than anything I had ever done before.
You were wide awake now and loving every dark moment between us. I was so turned on by you. I stopped for a moment and tore your panties off you. You didn’t seem to care. Now you were there before me, open and exposed, my own granddaughter, waiting for her grandpa to do with her as he saw fit. I moved so that I was between your legs, I spread them apart. At first you resisted a bit, just a bit, then you gave in to me, knowing instinctively how futile your resistance would be.
My cock was rock hard how. Harder than it had been in years. I started rubbing it against your young slit, gliding it up and down against you, turning you on more and more. Your hips were writhing. You were begging me without words to take you. I still waited, teasing you with my man-meat, with the staff that had given life to your mother and now was coming for homage from you. You reached up and put your hands on my ass, trying to pull me into you. "Please, Grandpa", you begged, "Fuck me, please fuck me, no one will know." And I did. At that moment I gave myself to you. I fed you my man-meat one slow inch at a time, watching as your young cunt spread itself to swallow me into it. You were so tight and soft and wet. I almost died. I fed you more and more, making sure that you could take me and watching to make sure your slickened pussy was getting used to my thickness.
When my 8-inch cock was fully impaling you I held steady for a moment and looked into your eyes. You were already like a wild beast, in a far away place, feeling like you were being split in two by this hot shaft of velvety steel. I knew you were mine. I knew I was yours. I began to move my hips, pumping myself into you, slowly at first and deeply, very very deeply. You moaned is ecstasy as my speed increased, until I was slamming myself into you, harder and harder. My cock burying itself into your warm silky cunt, claiming it as its own. I fucked you without mercy.
