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Grandfather's Surprise 
by Ronald W. Simmons (rondude@ix.netcom.com)

***

I had no idea that he was in the shower. The water was 
off when I had opened the door, and I just walked right 
on in... and bumped into a naked man. I looked right at 
his cock, and was surprised at how much it turned me on 
to just look at it. It was my grandfather! (M/f, ped, 
inc)

***

My mother was a nurse, and worked early shifts. I had 
just seen her off to work, and there was no one in the 
house except me and my grandfather. Grandpa was sleeping 
soundly in the next room, and I lay there, thinking 
about what I had seen the previous night right after 
Grandpa finished taking a shower.

I had no idea that he was in the shower. The water was 
off when I had opened the door, and I just walked right 
on in --- and bumped into a naked man. I looked right at 
his cock, and was surprised at how much it turned me on 
to just look at it. 

"Sorry, Grandpa," I said, and turned and left.

Grandpa had moved in with us just a few months ago. 
There was no one but Mom, Grandpa and me living in the 
house. It was good to have a man around the house again. 
And how, I thought.

After seeing Grandpa naked, and getting such a good look 
at his big dick, I went to my room and lifted my night 
robe and lay on the bed. I ran my fingers down to my 
pussy, and I found the spot that I liked so well. It 
made me tingle all over, fingering myself that way. I 
came, my whole body jerking and tingling with the 
excitement of having seen Grandpa naked. 

Still, the visions of his cock invaded my dreams. I 
wanted to touch it, to feel it in my hands. I wanted to 
take his dick in my mouth and suck on it. I wanted to 
put my tongue on that fleshy sac beneath his cock, the 
two heavy, hanging balls covered with hair. Oh, how I 
wanted to touch those ! I really wanted to feel his 
balls, to run my tongue over them, and feel his hairs 
running across my tongue. 

I lay there, fingering myself again, wondering what 
Grandpa's balls would feel like in my hands. I wondered 
what they would taste like, if I let my tongue move all 
over them. 

I lay there, fingering myself, thinking about my 
grandfather's dick. I wanted so much to see it up close, 
to hold it in my hands. I sat up in bed, swinging my 
legs over the side, and then got up and walked across 
the room. Opening the door, I found that the hallway was 
dark and quiet. I moved down the hallway, the movement 
of the air caressing my naked body under my nightie 
causing me to shiver in delight.

I gently opened the door to Grandpa's room. With the 
light coming in through the window from the outside 
street lights, I could make out his from in the bed. It 
was warm, and his window was open. I moved closer, and 
could see that there was only a sheet over him.

I stood there and looked at the form beneath the sheet. 
He lay on his back, his eyes closed. His breathing was 
soft and steady. He lay outside the sheet, and the sheet 
itself was pulled nearly down to his waist. I could the 
hairs on his chest, the firm, hard muscles in his belly. 
Just beneath his navel, the sheet covered the object of 
my desire. Just a little further, I thought, and I could 
stand there and play with myself, looking at his cock.

Deftly, I reached out and touched the outline of his 
hard cock beneath the sheet. I could feel its hardness, 
and his reaction in his sleep amazed me. He reached down 
and put his hand over his cock, grasping the area around 
his big balls. Then, he turned over.

The sheet rode up on his ass, and I could see his hairy 
ass as he lay there. I could see, though not very 
clearly, a piece of his balls between his legs as he 
spread them, laying half on his stomach. I was 
disappointed , but thrilled at my discovery. I reached 
out and with one finger, touched the area just beneath 
his asshole, where there was a little line of skin above 
his balls. He flipped over again, mumbling in his sleep.

This time, the sheet didn't cover him. With the light 
filtering in through the window, I could see his cock 
plainly. It didn't look at all like what I had seen 
earlier. It was hard and throbbing, and long and 
straight.

The very tip was darker than the rest of it. I wanted to 
see it in the light. I stood there and thought for a 
moment, but just for a moment. Then, I reached out and 
touched the tip of it.

It was smooth, and throbbed beneath my fingers. The feel 
of it thrilled me beyond my wildest expectations. I was 
enamored, excited by the feel of such a thing. I moved 
my whole hand to the bottom of it, and with my other 
hand, I pulled the sheet away from his crotch 
altogether.

I grabbed it at the bottom, wrapping my fingers around 
it, feeling the smooth, velvety skin at the base of it. 
It was so hard, like a bone, yet the skin was so soft. I 
could feel the throbbing, the pulsing of the thing with 
his heartbeat. It was alive, lovely, tantalizing. I 
wanted it. I wanted to hold it, kiss it, fondle it, 
stroke it. I bent down and touched the tip of it with my 
tongue.

Grandpa moaned in his sleep, and moved again. I drew 
away as quickly as I could. This time, he grabbed the 
sheet and pulled it over him, all the way to his chest. 
Before he had a chance to settle into this new position, 
I pulled the sheet off him.

He seemed to accept the idea, and lay there, completely 
asleep, and completely naked. For the first time, I 
could see everything, even though it was in semi-
darkness. I wanted to see it all, up close, in the 
light.

I let go of the magnificent organ I held, and walked 
over to the light switch. Although it was early morning 
and the light filtering in through the window was 
becoming brighter, I wanted to see it all.

Grandpa's eyes flickered, and he moved over a little. 
But, he didn't pull the sheet over him. I walked back 
over by the bed and looked closely at his hard, 
fascinating cock.

Seeing it in the bright light was different than it had 
been under the pale light that flickered in from the 
window. I stood there, amazed at what I was looking at. 
From the first inch at the base of it, his cock was 
buried in a thicket of dark brown hair. Behind it, there 
was another large patch of hair. It seemed to cover a 
large part of his wrinkled balls. There were places 
where I couldn't even see the skin at all, because of so 
much hair.

His cock lay in the hair and throbbed. It moved with his 
heartbeat, I guessed. It was long and fat, the skin a 
slightly darker color than the skin of his belly behind 
it. The top was a bright purple color, and had a marking 
down the middle of it, dividing the throbbing head in 
half. Right at the base of the head, it flared out and 
seemed to flutter with every throb. It looked alive, 
begging for attention, for some gentle hands to caress 
and love it.

That is exactly what I did. 

I touched the tip of his cock, and found that it was 
warm and soft. I ran my finger across the purple head, 
and it seemed to move of its own accord. Grandpa groaned 
in his sleep and shifted his position, spreading his 
legs even wider. 

"My God," I whispered to myself. I was astonished by the 
view of his balls hanging between his legs spread so 
wide. His balls were enormous, and looked like a nursery 
for growing hair.

I moved my finger down the shaft of his throbbing dick, 
all the way across his balls. I pressed one of the 
heavy, hanging orbs gently.

"Louise!" I looked at Grandpa's open eyes. "What are you 
doing?"

I pulled my hand away and stepped away from the bed.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa, I didn't mean to wake you up." My 
voice was shaking, and I could feel tears well in my 
eyes. I was frightened.

"It's OK, Louise," he said. "It's time I got up, anyway. 
But, why were you touching me?"

He didn't make any attempts to hide himself. I stared at 
his still-hard cock and licked my lips. I wanted to look 
at it even more.

"I like the way it looks, Grandpa," I said.

"Did you like touching it?"

I nodded. "It's really cute."

He smiled. "I never thought of it as ‘cute', exactly, 
but I guess if you say it's cute, then, it's probably 
cute to you."

"Can I touch it some more?" I asked, stepping close to 
the bed once again. I could feel my moist pussy lips 
tingle as I got close to his cock again.

Grandpa looked at me, then shrugged. "Sure."

He lay back and spread his legs, giving me free access 
to his cock and balls. This time, I sat on the edge of 
the bed and simply reached out and got a fistful of his 
dick right at the base. It was warm and hairy, and I 
could feel it throb in my hands. I loved it. With the 
other hand, I reached down and gently cupped his big 
balls in the palm of my hand. They were heavy and fat, 
and I loved the warm, manly feel of them in my hand.

As I cupped his balls, I stroked his shaft with the 
other hand. I knew that if it felt anything like it did 
when I fingered myself, Grandpa was really enjoying it. 
I knew that I was.

"Oh, Louise, that feels so good," he moaned.

Braver now, I stroked him a little faster, feeling the 
hard, fleshy shaft expand and contract in my hand. I 
moved my other hand away from his balls, and lifting my 
nightie, I found my clitoris and touched it gently. I 
looked up at Grandpa's face. He was looking right at me, 
at my playing with myself.

"I can do that for you, Louise, if you'd like."

I smiled. I was wanting him to, but I didn't know how to 
ask him. I pulled my nightie off completely, letting him 
see my naked body.

He stared at my tits, and I could see his eyes light up 
with interest. I felt his dick throb in hand as he 
looked at my tits, and I knew that he liked what he saw.

I lay and spread my legs, leaning over his cock. I 
jerked in pleasure as I felt his finger gently touch my 
pussy lips. I pulled on his cock harder and a wave of 
ecstasy swept over me. My face was really close to the 
head of his cock, and I pressed the head of his dick 
against my cheek.

"Oh, Louise, that feels really good," Grandpa said.

I kissed it. I could feel the heat, I could smell a 
definite, manly smell around his cock. I loved it. I 
opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue and licked it. 
Now, I could taste it, and it tasted good to me. I love 
d licking it, holding it, kissing it. 

"Oh, Louise, keep that up! Jeez, girl, I don't know 
where you learned that, but keep doing it! I love that, 
Louise."

I could hear my Grandpa moaning words of encouragement, 
and I figured he must be loving this as much as I was. I 
began mouthing his cock in earnest, running my tongue up 
and down the shaft as I stroked it. Then, I moved my 
tongue all the way down to his enormous patch of pubic 
hair, and swished my tongue back and forth over it, and 
then to his balls.

His balls felt different beneath my tongue, and he 
moaned even louder as I licked them. He suddenly made a 
really neat contact with his finger in my pussy, and my 
body jerked with a spasm as I came. He moved his finger 
s in and out of me quickly then, and I came again and 
then again. I held onto his cock as my body moved and 
jerked, and then my muscles relaxed.

This was replaced by a new sensation. I could feel 
Grandpa's tongue on my inner thigh, and sent waves of 
ecstasy through me again. I moaned, and took the head of 
his cock and kissed it. There was a drop of slimy stuff 
right on the tip, in his pee-hole. I ran my tongue 
across it, licking it up and sucking it into my mouth. 

I opened my mouth wide and took the head of Grandpa's 
cock into my mouth, sucking on it like a sucker, making 
slurping noises.

"Oh God, Louise," he said, and I could feel his breath 
on my pussy as he talked. Then, his tongue was running 
up and down my pussy lips, and he pulled my lips apart 
with his fingers. I could feel his tongue tentatively , 
gently touch my clitoris, which sent sparks of fire 
through me. I moaned and closed my eyes, sucking on his 
cock voraciously.

I went down on his cock as far as I could, swallowing, 
tasting the strange, exciting taste of his pre-
ejaculate. The skin was smooth, yet his cock was so 
hard. I got it all the way into my mouth, till it was 
filling my mouth all the way to the back, and still, 
there was some left. I swallowed, moving my mouth up and 
down as I stroked him and played with his balls.

He began to move spasmodically under me, and I knew that 
he was going to cum soon. I moved my mouth faster and 
faster, and then I heard him moan. I could feel his body 
jerk and his stomach muscles tighten. He pulled h is 
mouth away from my pussy and moaned really loud. He 
lifted his legs off the bed, and I could feel his cock 
jerk.

Then, my mouth was filled with hot, salty cum as his 
cock jerked. It jerked again and again, filling my mouth 
with lots of gooey, salty man stuff. I loved it, feeling 
it throb in my mouth, feeling it deposit so much of the 
stuff in my mouth. I tried to swallow, but found that 
lots of it just flowed out of my mouth, down my chin, 
and onto his throbbing cock.

I kept swallowing as his cock kept jerking, and I could 
feel his balls tighten each time he shot a load of cum 
into my mouth. Then, he lowered his legs, and I could 
feel his breathing beneath relax a little. I knew that 
he was finished, that he had shot all he had into my 
waiting mouth.

I lay there, satisfied from my earlier orgasm, wanting 
more, though. I wanted his cock deep inside my pussy. I 
wanted my grandfather to fuck me. I didn't know how to 
ask. After all, he let us do this much. I figured that 
it wouldn't hurt to ask.

"Will you fuck me, Grandpa?" I asked, looking at his 
smiling, relaxed face.

His cock was still hard, and he didn't say a word as he 
sat up in the bed and pulled my face off his hard cock.

He gently moved me down onto the bed, in the place where 
he had been laying.

He reached down and spread my legs, then gently lowered 
himself onto me. I was surprised that all of a sudden, 
he bent and sucked on my nipples. I was thrilled at the 
feeling of his mouth on my tits. I writhed with pleasure 
and moaned softly. 

I could feel his fat cock pressing against my pussy as 
he moved his cock inward, then pulled it out again. 
Then, I could feel it once again pressing against me, 
and then he slid it in just a little way, sending waves 
of pleasure through my whole body. Further and further 
in, his cock jerked and moved as he pushed it.

Then, he moved it all the way into me, and I could feel 
his balls against my ass as I lifted my legs higher and 
spread my legs wider. I was thrilled by the feeling of 
his enormous, manly dick inside me. I was being fucked - 
Grandpa was actually fucking me, and that thought turned 
me on even more.

He stroked slowly, moving his cock all the way in, 
pressing his balls against my ass once again, then 
pulling it out slowly, nearly all the way out. Then, he 
pushed it back in again, faster. He kept doing this, 
going faster and faster all the time. Soon, we were 
bouncing on the bed, squeaking and making all kinds of 
noises with moans and groans.

"I'm going to cum, Louise," he said, and sped up.

Faster and faster, louder and louder, we fucked, making 
all kinds of noises. Then, I could feel his cock jerk 
and his muscles tighten, and I came with jerking and 
moaning, just as he deposited hot cum into my pussy. I 
could feel it fill me, with every jerk of his hard cock 
inside me. It was hot and moist, and I loved the feel of 
the big dick jerking inside me. I didn't want it to 
stop.

He stayed inside for a little while, then slowly pulled 
his cock out of my hot pussy. I could feel the cum 
running out of it, down the crack of my ass, and onto 
the sheet.

We lay there quietly, fondling one another's bodies.

"Grandpa, can we do this some more?" I asked.

"I think so, Louise," my grandfather said.

"I really like your cock, Grandpa," I said.

"You do?"

"Yes, Grandpa, it really is cute, you know," I said with 
a teasing smile.

"Well, if you say it's cute, then, like I said, it must 
be cute."

There was silence for a while, and then he said, "Your 
tits are very cute, too, Louise, and so is your cunt."

"Really?"

"Really." 

To prove his point, he bent down and kissed first one 
nipple, then the other, and slowly moved his lips and 
tongue down my chest, down my belly, and to my pubic 
hair.

Then, we started all over again.

-- Louise B., Detroit, MI

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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.
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