I had never really spent any time with my grandparents until this summer, believe it or not I went sixteen years without ever meeting them. They were the kind of people who lived life to its full potential, jetting off to far and exotic places, eating at fancy restaurants and living in their dream home. My grandfather owned a pretty impressive oil firm which generated millions. He didn’t even need to work but he still managed to forget that he had a family other than just grandma and him. I had only ever seen pictures of them and talked to them on the phone before I decided to spend the summer at their lake house with them, to catch up on lost time.
My grandfather was tall, quite muscular, though his age was starting to catch up to his biceps and chest.He also had the most amazing pearl blue eyes I had ever seen. In his younger days he was a pretty good looking chap with black hair, although now it was beginning to turn grey. My grandmother on the other hand was pretty much the opposite, short, a bit plump with dark brown eyes and reddish hair. These appearances along with the way they sounded on the phone, lead me to believe that granddad was pretty strict, and that grandma had a heart of gold. Especially with her iconic laugh that you could notice from a mile away.
Summer drew closer and I can honestly say I was excited. Maybe a little too excited, keeping in mind that I was going to be spending summer with some grumpy old people, as I saw them. I made sure to pack every bikini I owned, I knew I would spend most of my time on the private beach they owned at the lake. The suspense of meeting them was taking over. I was like a kid in a candy store when a silver Rolls Royce drove up our driveway. As it pulled up, I opened our front door to see my bulbous grandmother stepping out with a big cheesy grin on her face. I wish I could say my granddad was as happy to see me. He walked into our house with a very intimidating scowl on his face, like he was looking for any sort of fault to criticize.
As my mother shut the door, she kindly offered tea and coffee to them. They both declined the offers because they wanted to set off as soon as possible. I quickly scurried off to fetch my suitcase so that we could just hurry up and go.
When I returned, my granddad just smirked at me, “You’re not going to need all that, surely?”
My grandma just gave him a slight tap on the arm. He bolted up and took the suitcase from my clutches, before saying goodbye to my mom and leaving the house. I climbed into the car whilst he put my luggage into the trunk. As I began to wave to my mom he sped off back down the driveway and towards the highway. What I didn’t expect was how long the drive was going to be.
Astonishingly eight hours later, we had arrived and it was just as beautiful as I had imagined. Crystal blue water, white sandy beach and in the middle of a lovely secluded forest. I fell in love with this place immediately, however I couldn’t stare for too long. It was time for dinner and I was just about ready for sleep, wanting to be fresh for a day of relaxation with the folks. As we sat down for dinner, I couldn’t help but notice that granddad Jim was ogling my young, sixteen-year-old body. Especially around my hips and chest. Something about seeing my granddad check me out made me want more. It was probably the fact that I had been so starved of attention from him. As I finished my dinner of a pretty vile fish pie and vegetables, I dashed off to the bathroom to get ready for bed.
In the bathroom I started playfully looking at my naked body in the mirror, laughing at how small my breasts were. I usually did this rather than been insecure about them. I heard the floorboards outside the room creak, and noticed there was a crack in the door.
I quickly pulled my pyjamas on as my grandfather burst into the room, asking “What were you doing darling?”
I began to blush, “Nothing” I replied sharply.
He let out a pretty loud chuckle, and left me. “Was my granddad really spying on me?” I wondered over and over in my head. To find this out I began conjuring a plan about what I was going to do tomorrow on the beach. I came up with the perfect plan to try and see if my granddad was really this pervert who spied on his sweet, sixteen-year-old granddaughter naked. I swiftly strode to the room where I was sleeping, which actually had a double bed! Something I wasn’t used to at home. I couldn’t enjoy it too long though as I was flat out within five minutes.
The next morning I awoke to the sound of my grandma screaming “Pancakes”, I looked at the clock which read 6:30AM. I groaned as I sat up and slipped my slippers on to go downstairs. As I walked down the stairs, my attention and glances were firmly set on the huge stack of pancakes in my place. I ran over to my grandma and gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek for the pancakes which were the best I’d ever eaten. I quickly downed the lot of them and returned to my room to brush my golden locks as my mother described them. I looked into my eyes and all I could see was an image of my granddad Jim, remarkably they were just as full and blue and as equally elegant as his. I started to powder some foundation on to hide some of the teenage pimples that I had, as well as some of the bites I had received from the local mosquitoes. I then began to roll some peach lipstick on which was barely noticeable. The stuff I wore at school so nobody would see and tattle on me in class. I then slipped into my black and pink playboy bikini, which was the latest trend at our school, everyone just loved the playboy bunnies.
I headed downstairs and out onto the beach with my towel in hand. Even for 8AM it was blistering hot. Not long after granddad joined me, leaving my grandma to tidy the rooms, make the beds, etcetera. I playfully turned over and asked my granddad to rub some sun block on my back, thinking he wouldn’t do it. I was very wrong indeed. He rapidly squirted some into his hands and began to rub it into my slightly tanned skin, before moving a bit lower to my ass cheeks and thighs. I didn’t say anything but inside I was screaming out “wow”. He carried on rubbing the sun block into my legs, getting dangerously close to my sweet, virgin pussy. He made one final stroke up each of my thighs and finally brushed against it, as he did so, he flinched expecting me to react.
I innocently asked him “what’s the matter grandpa?”
He just shrugged his shoulders at me. I continued to take in the suns rays before untying my bikini top strap. He began to ogle me once more, eyes running from my feet, up my slender legs and up my back.
He cleared his throat and finally confessed that he had an attraction to me. I tried to look as shocked as possible to these findings, but it was pretty difficult. I owned up and told him that I enjoyed the way he looked at me. His eyes widened and he was completely speechless to what I had just told him. I cheekily pulled my bikini bottoms down a little bit, giving him a glimpse at my tiny, wet hole. He gave me the same treatment of a quick glimpse at his now hardening cock. It wasn’t really that big, about a mere six inches, probably why he had the Rolls Royce as a penis extension. None the less I just wanted to reach out and grab it there and then. He warned me that grandma would be able to see us from the house and told me that he could get a couple of hours alone time with me by mentioning a little viewpoint up in the forest. I could only think one thing “How romantic”.
We waited till after lunch before we began our trek deep into the forest in search of this viewpoint. We must have been walking for a good forty-five minutes before we finally reached a small wooden kiosk with a couple of benches within and a gorgeous view over the lake. I knelt on the bench, watching the waves roll into the beach where the house was. How beautiful it all looked together, although it was abruptly interrupted by my granddads cough. I looked around and there he stood, clothes recklessly thrown on the bench, and a raging erection. This was the first time I had ever seen a man naked and it was my very own grandpa. He grabbed my hand and pulled it onto his shaft, I started to play with it. He just sniggered at how oblivious I was to the feel of a penis. He grabbed my hand again, guiding me to move it up and down on his shaft. I started to pick up the pace as I was getting the hang of it, he then asked me to lick the tip of it. I started to stretch down, getting closer to his cock with my tongue out. As I licked the tip he put his hands behind my head and pushed me down firmly. I wrestled his hands off of me to catch my breath. I strictly told him not to do that again, he cooperated asking me to suck it like it was a lollypop as well as roll my tongue over the head. I began to do so, trying not to suck in any pubes of his. Before long he was telling me to stop as he was going to cum.
He regained his composure and asked me to strip my short denim skirt and tank top off. I was left in just my red and black bra and panties set. He looked at my small frame and licked his lips with such desire. Reaching behind my back he unclipped my bra revealing my A cup tits. I broke eye contact as I blushed at my boobs been exposed. He tugged on each of my pretty pink nipples, making me moan softly, before lowering his head to start sucking on them one after the other. I loved the feeling of his delicate tongue softly flicking over them. They started hardening which was his key to make his way down. He dropped to his knees and slowly slid my panties down past my knees, to my ankles and off my feet.
“What a beautiful pussy we have here” he admired as he stared at my bald pink slit.
He pushed me back onto the bench as he plunged his tongue between my legs. In a fit of pleasure, I pushed his head further between my slender thighs, begging for more under each scream and moan. He continued to lick, lapping all my juices up before I began to cum all over his precious tongue. He let out a long “mmmmm” before licking his lips and chowing down once again.
Pulling his head back out, he stopped feasting on me and started to pull me into position. I was laid on my side with him between my luxurious legs. He moved his dick up to my little wet slit and began to rub his head against the length before resting it on the entrance.
“This might hurt a little darling” he warned before slowly beginning to push into me.
I let out a yelp as he broke my hymen, leaving trails of blood running out of me. To comfort myself I listened to the sound of the waves rolling onto the beach, as my granddad continued to take my virginity. After a short period of time, the stinging stopped and he began to pump his cock in and out of me to the sounds of these waves. Each time I would give off a soft moan of pleasure. He placed a hand on my chest rubbing my tits, as he thrust in and out of my tight, little pink. He stopped pummeling my pussy with his balls. I thought he was cumming but it turned out he was thinking of what position he would like to do next as he was becoming as bored as I was with the lack of excitement.
He pulled his blood covered dick from me and asked me to stand up facing the lake. Bending me over, he gave me a kiss on my neck. He returned his dick to my insides, and again started pummeling me from behind. I leaned my elbows on the back of the bench and watched the waves crashing onto the rocks in the distance, letting out loud moans when he hit the spot.
Moving one hand from my hip up to my breast, he groaned “You’re such a good girl aren’t you?” to which I just let out a gentle scream as he hit the spot once again.
Pulling my head back up towards his, he began to kiss along my neck and jaw line, really struggling however as I was much smaller than he was. Still pumping between my legs another orgasm built up deep within me. Once more he hit the spot, and a powerful orgasm was unleashed over his dick, almost forcing him back out. He smiled at what he had caused, as I struggled to stay standing after that. With a couple of more pumps, he pulled out for the second time.
This time he laid on his back on the bench, rolling his clothes up to use like a pillow. He beckoned me to move towards him and wrap my leg over him. As I laid on top of him, my tits on his chest, he began to rub his cock on my slit again. Teasing me and making me beg for him to slip it inside. He grabbed my hand and moved it onto his cock for me to do. I started teasing my hungry, young pussy by doing exactly what he had done before pushing my hips back slowly, making sure I felt every inch enter. I gasped before letting out a huge moan. Putting his hands on my hips, he assisted me in riding his cock. I was riding him that hard, I’m sure you’d be able to hear his balls slapping against my perfect peach of an ass from across the lake. He dragged me in for another kiss, before moving my head back up so he could suck on my nipples again. As he pumped, I jiggled my ass a little to see if this would increase his pleasure as well as mine. I still don’t know if it did. With one final thrust, he cried out he was cumming, releasing his juices into my pussy before passionately kissing me again, with the sunset in the horizon.
As it began to get darker, we set off back to the house for dinner like nothing had ever happened, hand in hand, cum in pussy, and the distinctive sounds of waves washing up on the beach.
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