Due to negative comments made about the anal sex in part 1, I advise you, if anal sex bothers you, don't read this story.
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Later that night as Chuck showered, before bed, he replayed the earlier events of the day. He couldn't believe how much he'd enjoyed fucking his granddaughter Heather. Never in a million years would he have imagined doing that. Now that they had though, he couldn't stop thinking about it. As he washed himself, he felt his cock getting stiff again as it too remembered the feeling of her wet pussy and tight ass.
He and Nancy had a decent sex life, but Nancy would have never gone for him attempting to enter her ass. Heather, on the other hand, had let him have his way with her and she seemed to be as turned on by him as he was by her.
He got out of the shower and made his way to he and Nancy's room. He noted that she was already in bed asleep when he came into their room. Quietly, he finished drying off and slipped some pajama bottoms on.
Knowing his thoughts weren't going to allow him to sleep just yet; he went downstairs to the kitchen. That's when he heard the splash. He walked over to the sliding glass doors, off the kitchen, and pulled to blinds apart to look out into the backyard at the pool. The back light was on and he could see from the lights in the pool Heather as she swam. Quietly he slid the glass door open and stepped out to the patio. He sat down on one of the chaise lounge chairs and watched Heather. He could see she had that damn bikini on again.
As Heather swam to the edge of the pool her eyes momentarily caught the sight of her granddad sitting there watching her. She smiled to herself. My how her afternoon had not gone anything like she'd anticipated. She was playing around with Chuck when she had grabbed him in the pool, but boy how he'd surprised her with what they'd done just done this afternoon. She couldn't believe Chuck's sexual appetite. It was nothing like she'd ever imagined a man of his age to have. Even more, she couldn't believe how much she enjoyed it and wanted more of it.
"Good evening Heather," Chuck said with a hint of wickedness in his voice. "Out for an evening swim are we?"
Heather smiled at Chuck. "Good evening Granddad. As a matter of fact, I am. Would you care to join me?"
Chuck momentarily contemplated Heather's invitation, but thought better of it. He knew if he joined her, what may ensue, right there in the pool. If Nancy woke up and saw them, all hell would break loose. "Nah kiddo, I'm fine. I can admire you better from here," Chuck said with a devilish grin.
Heather didn't miss the invitation in Chuck's grin. She pulled herself up onto the edge of the pool. Sitting there dripping she just looked at Chuck as she said, "Is Grandma asleep?"
"Yes, she is. Why do you ask?" Chuck said casually knowing full well why she asked.
Heather said nothing as she stood up and walked over to the chaise lounge Chuck was currently sitting in. Looking down at his pajama bottoms she could see they were already tented. Still not saying anything Chuck watched as Heather untied one side of her bikini bottom, and then with her finger motioned for him to follow her.
Knowing he was taking a big risk, but his desire overriding his fears, Chuck got up from where he sat and quietly followed Heather into the house. They snuck up the stairs and made their way into the guest bedroom, which Heather occupied, at the end of the hall. Chuck and Nancy's room was on the opposite end of the hall.
Softly closing and locking the door behind them, Chuck turned to watch as Heather turned on the night light by her bed, as opposed to the overhead light in the room. The night light gave the room a soft glow and Chuck just stood with his back to the door while he watched Heather remove first her bikini bottom and then her bikini top. He stood there and allowed himself to admire her naked body. Her blonde hair hanging over her shoulders, wet from being in the pool. Granddaughter or not, she was incredibly sexy. She had the body of a Playmate.
He caught his breath as Heather made her way over to him and pressed her body against his as she brought her mouth to his and parted his lips with her tongue. In their frenzied desire earlier he hadn't even bothered to kiss her or touch her. Now as her tongue met his, he could only quietly groan as the sweetness of her mouth engulfed his. His arms reached around her and braced the back of her head as their mouths twisted and turned. The hunger of their kiss increasing and their breathing becoming more rapid served only to fuel their desire.
Knowing they needed to be quiet, Heather broke the kiss when she pulled her face away from Chuck's. Her beautiful green eyes looking intently into Chuck's, she whispered to him, "Let's go in the bathroom. Take a shower with me Granddad." Leading Chuck through the bathroom door that was off of her bedroom, they came in and closed the door behind them. Wisely, Heather turned the fan on.
Wasting no time, Chuck grabbed Heather and pressed her body up against the bathroom door with her hands pinned high above her head, held against the door by his hands. With urgency Chuck brought his mouth to hers as they began to kiss with a frenzied desire.
With one arm holding Heathers pressed against the door, Chuck used his other hand to reach down and grab one of her breasts. He pinched the nipple between his fingers causing Heather to flex upon her toes from the shock waves it sent through her body. He worked her nipple until it was hard and pert between his fingers and then his hand began to caress her breast. Her breast felt warm and full in his hands. There was no way his hand could hold her breast in it's entirety, but his hand did it's best to feel as much of it as would allow with their bodies pressed as tightly together as they were.
Breaking for air, Heather quietly gasped, "Granddad, take your pants off," as she made her way over to the shower and turned the water on.
Once she'd adjusted the temperature just right, she stepped inside as Chuck followed behind her. The warm water cascading over her made both of her breasts stand even more rigid as her nipples stood to attention. Heather grabbed the soap, worked some good lather up in her hands and then turned around to face Chuck.
With her soapy hands she gripped his erect cock and began to soap it up as she stroked her hands up and down the length of it. Chuck's hips yielded to her touch as he became putty in her hands. Methodically her hands stroked, pumped and caressed his member as Chuck whispered quietly, "Fuck yes Heather, just like that baby."
Heather worked Chuck's cock until he felt he was ready to cum. Once he reached that point he told her to stop. Pressing Heather's back to the shower wall, Chuck leaned in against her and kissed her hard. While their tongues connected again, Chuck slid his hand down and felt the smoothness of her pussy again. His mind recollected tasting its sweetness earlier in the day.
