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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- The Real Thing (M/f-teen, inc, ped) by Zadanoff (zadanoff1@aol.com) *** I was a bit of a rebel when I was in high school. The only child and a single parent watching over me, and being a teenage girl to boot, made all of what I'm about to relate eveitaible I guess. My mother's sister had a baby, and she was going to go visit her sister for a few days. That would leave me at home alone, and I was glad of it. I would be able to just be myself --- and find my mother's collection of naked male magazines and masturbate the weekend away. I hadn't counted on one thing, though. My grandfather showed up Saturday afternoon, just walking in, unannounced as usual. I had forgotten, somehow, that he had a key to the house. He found me in the living room, totally naked with a magazine in one hand, hand full of pussy in the other. I was splayed out on the floor, my legs spread wide. "You like guys a lot, eh?" I nodded and sat up. There wasn't much I could do but close the magazine and stand up, covering my pussy with one hand and my tits with the other. He looked at the magazine laying on the floor, opened to a page with a big, fat, hairy hardon on it. "Would you like to look at the real thing?" I swallowed. "Sure," I said, standing there shaking, red-faced. My grandfather was in his mid-fifties and was still quite vegerous. I'd never actually thought about seeing him undressed before, but suddenly I was interested. He unsnapped his pants. "You want to see what I got down here?" I nodded. Of course I did. He pulled his pants down to his ankles and stood in front of me. I could see the outline of his harding cock in his jockey shorts. I was breathing fast and heavy in anticipation of seeing his big dick. Then he reached inside his shorts and pulled them all the way down. His dick jumped up in the air, and I gasped as I looked at it. It was enormous. He wasn't circumcised, and the head seemed to poke through the folds of skin at the top. "Maybe you want to touch it, Mona," he said. I sat on the couch behind me, and the head of his cock was right at eye level with me. I could see it throb with his heartbeat, and I could see the hole in the tip of it. There was some sticky fluid there, dripping from the very end of the purple head. Lower down were his balls. They were big and fat, with flecks of dark black hair here and there. I reached up and touched his balls. "That's a nice cock you got there, Grandpa," I whispered. "Would you like to play with it?" he asked with a smile. "Yeah!" I said, and reached for his hard shaft. Leaning forward, I stuck my tongue right on the tip of his cock, smearing the sticky fluid around with my tongue. Moving my other hand between his legs, I fondled his balls, feeling the soft wiry black hair that seemed to grow willy-nilly all over them. My other hand went to his dick, feeling the hardness of it. I stroked it slowly upward, rubbing my thumb across the head of it. It was fat and hard. I loved the feel of it in my hands. I moved my lips down to his pubic hair and licked the hair, then moved to his cock, licking the base of it, traveling all the way to the top of it. I moved down the other side, all the way to his hairy balls, licking, sucking and stroking him. I looked up at my grandfather's face, and I smiled as I plunged my mouth over the head of his cock. He closed his eyes to slits at that point, and sucked. I went down on him as far as I could, till I felt him at the back of my throat, and I was about to gag on it. I heard him exhale and felt his hips jerk. I could feel his balls tighten in my hand, and I knew he was going to cum. I increased the suction on his cock, bobbing my head faster and faster, and then, my mouth was filled with load after load of hot cum. I could feel his cock jerk in my mouth each time he shot another load in my mouth. Finally, he groaned, and was done. I kept his cock in my mouth, swallowing his giant load of cum, it took a while. Then he moved onto the couch beside me, his hands moving to my tits and fondling each one, guiding my hard nipples to his lips. Then, his lips moved down my body as he leaned over me, and soon, his hands were on my thighs and his lips, after kissing my navel, brushed across my pubic hair on the way down to my wet pussy lips. He leaned far over me, his tongue finding my clitoris. Gently, he probed my cunt with his tongue, then pushed it in all the way, making a fucking motion with his tongue. I lay back on the couch and spread my legs. He moved on top of me. He entered me quickly, moving slowly at first, then picking up speed, bouncing his balls off my ass as he thrust in and out of me. I could feel that familiar warm feeling in the pit of my stomach, I knew that I was going to come, and I did, jerking and moaning. He grabbed my hips and came inside me, filling me with another load of his hot cum. I could feel his cock jerk and throb with each spert of the hot, sticky fluid. He stayed inside me for a while, then rolled off me and sat beside me on the couch. He sat there, breathing hard, and then pointed down at the magazine. "Well, do you like the real thing better that just pictures?" I reached over and grabbed his fat dick. "The real thing is a lot better than pictures," I said. He looked down at his cock. "Well, pictures don't get you all sticky, though," he said with a laugh. "Getting sticky is the fun part," I said. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 20