Groomed by grandpa. The begging, for me.

Hi, I'm Tina, 18 years old from Melbourne Australia.
I was brought up by my grandparents as my mum, Elle, was only 16 when she had me.
We shared a house and I had my own room from when I turned 4, which gave me night horrors. I always thought there were monsters under my bed, behind the curtains, in the wardrobe, simply everywhere.

Elle, was a party girl, she was hardly ever home, and when she was she was mostly under the influence of something.

My grandmother, Val was very loving and kind, but it was mostly my grandpa, Robert, that gave me the most love, care and affection. I know my grandma loved me, however, she suggested my mum gave me up for adoption. My mum refused, which has always baffled me why. My grandpa was always the one who always wanted me being part of his family. Mum wasn't sure who the dad was, she was a slut, she had been seeing older married men, different guys she'd meet, boys from school. The possibilities were endless it seemed.

The night before my 18th birthday, grandma had left for work, Elle hadn't been home for a day or two, as usual, and I had gone to bed.
Grandpa came and lay next to me, he got under the doona that covered me.

"I'm ok grandpa, I haven't heard any noises,"
Even though I was old enough not to be scared of monsters under my bed as I used be as a young girl, I still enjoyed him laying next to me as I went to sleep, as he'd done for years since I was 4 years old.

From the time I was around 8, he had a special way of holding me, comforting me. At times he had a hand on my chest, slowly massaging my chest. Other times, his big strong hand would rest on my panties and he had a way of flexing his fingers, not into my young pussy and always on my panties, never under them.
When I was 16, he changed it up a little, my boobs had grown into nice firm tits, yet I never stopped him massaging them, just as he'd always done before my boobs developed.
His fingers would then push harder on my clit and while I never stopped him, I knew it was not the right thing for him to be doing, infact, I looked forward to his touches, and he'd actually given me my first orgasm, simply by the way he'd rub my clit. I also knew not to tell grandma or my mum about our special times.

"I know you aren't scared any more princess, but tonight is a special night." he said in his usual soft tone.
"It was this time 18 years ago*, I was holding your mum's hand, waiting for your arrival," he smiled and I saw a tear building in his eyes. "I was so excited, I wanted more kids but grandma wasn't able to have any, so you being born was a blessing in disguise for me,"
He was so emotional, which wasn't unusual, as he was never shy about sharing his emotions.

He'd never made the way he comforted me a sexual thing, but he had a look in his eye that I didn't recognise. It wasn't a scary look, but a soft, caring, loving look as I'd never seen before.

As usual, I had my back to him, his chest against my back, he put his hand on my firm 'C' cup titty and held it as he always had, but now his thumb was rubbing my nipple, he never done that before. I felt a jolt of energy shoot through my body. He'd never made me feel this way before, I closed my eyes and let him continue, I was enjoying how he was make me feel, immensely.

I was a good girl, I was a brilliant school student, captain of my field hockey team and was still a virgin, and had never had a boyfriend.

He moved his hand to my panties, I moved my legs, giving him better access.
His strong fingers started their normal flexing, but I could feel my virgin pussy leaking, he'd made me so wet. I let out a soft moan, involuntary.
He took this as a sign of approval, I guess, as he then began rubbing my clit.
He then did something he had never done. He slipped his hand under my panties.

My reaction was to roll onto my back, as my legs fell apart. I looked into his eyes, I smiled, an I felt my head nod, giving him permission to do whatever it was he wanted to do.
He smiled back, then we kissed. We'd kissed before, as grandaughter and grandpa's do, but this kiss, oh my god, it was a lovers kiss.
His finger touched my clit and I groaned into his mouth. My hips began gyrating as he slipped a finger inside me.

I lost control. I wanted him to touch me like this all night. I was preparing to give this wonderful man my body, all of it. I loved him and wanted him to know it.
The way he was fingering me, seemed magical. Sure is done it to myself at times, but it never felt like this. My hips started thrusting against his fist as he pushed a second finger inside me.
I was having trouble breathing and broke free from our kiss.
I wanted to offer my body to this man, my grandfather.
I slipped my nighty off over my head, smiling at him as he got the first look at my titties in years, then he lowered his mouth over my nipple and sucked on it, teasing the nipple with the tip of his tongue.
I struggled to pull at my panties, wanting to give him free access. I lifted my hips and he dragged them over my hips to my knees, where I managed to get them off.
He gave me a look from my boob, looking me in the eyes. I smiled, "I love you grandpa," he closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again, acknowledged my love.

He lifted his head, kissed my lips, "I love you too Princess," then kissed his way between my legs.

Not taking his eyes off mine, he kissed my cunt. Then his tongue softly licked from bottom to top. I rolled my eyes, opened my mouth and again, let out a soft moan of approval. The tip of his tongue danced over my now swollen clit. I grabbed both of my boobs with my hand and squeezed them hard. His tongue flicked my clit quickly and the feeling was sensation. I felt my hips lift, my back arched and I groaned out loud as I had my first orgasm on his tongue.

He slipped two fingers inside my wet cunt and I began thrashing wildly against them as he continued licking my clit.

"Oh my god grandpa, why haven't you done this to me before this," I was floating an air, my head foggy, my body heavy, I felt amazing.

He continued licking and finger fucking me through another incredible orgasm. My body tingling all over.

He took out his fingers, sat up and pushed his fingers in my mouth, making me suck them clean. I felt so dirty, so slutty yet so wonderful.

He sat up on the bed, kissed me quickly,
"Do you want to go to sleep, or do you want more?"

"I couldn't possibly sleep and yes, I want more,"

"Are you certain, I can stop now and leave you to think or ..."

"I want more," I interrupted him.
He smiled as he took off his shirt, showing me his fit 48 year old body. Then came his shorts and boxers.

In all the years I'd grown up with him, I'd only seen his penis as a very young girl as he showered me, but that was a very distant memory.
Now here it was, long and hard and I knew tonight I was becoming a woman.
I opened my arms as he lay on top of me.
I waited patiently as he manoeuvred his cock to my vagina entrance.

He hesitated, "are you sure?"
I nodded "I'm very sure."

With that, he slowly pushed the head of his cock inside me.
I grimaced a little and gave him a nervous smile.
He pushed a little deeper until he felt some resistance, "do it grandpa, I love you and I can't think of anyone else is want to take your place," I smiled and closed my eyes, expecting some pain, but as he pushed past my hymen, I felt a twinge but nothing too bad.
He then pushed all the way in an started slowly fucking me.
I couldn't believe how I was feeling.
I had so many emotions going on. Fear, joy, excitement, happiness, but most of all I felt pride. Pride in the fact that the one person in my life that there was no doubt about that loved me, was the one man I could ever want to take my virginity, my own grandfather.

I slowly began fucking him back, my legs wrapped around his body as I grinded, gyrated, thrashed and bucked with his cock pounding into my body.
We kissed, our tongues wrestling, swapping spit and his hand, pawing at my boobs, the other hand on the back of my head, holding hard against his.

I then felt another orgasm building.
He lifted his body and started really pounding my cunt.

"Yes baby, cum for me, oh my god you feel so good, your tight cunt on my cock, fuck your grandpa princess, ohhhh god yes, yes, I'm cumming too."
His face contorted as he filled my cunt with a river of his hot seed.
My orgasm was by far the biggest I'd ever had.
I was beginning to see why so many females became so slutty.
This sensation was indescribable, it was more than amazing, more than magical, there really are no words.

We eventually both collapsed, searching for air.

Grandpa rolled onto his back, staring at the ceiling. Puffing, sucking in air.

I looked at him, unable to speak.
I had flashbacks of him laying in my bed, rubbing my chest and flexing his fingers over my heart's and teddy bear panties.
Preparing me for this night.

I then felt a little anger. Why did he have to wait, knowing full well just how good it would make me feel.
It's as if what we had just done wasn't frowned upon, why couldn't he have taken me at an earlier age, I would have let him, no problems. But no he waited. Or did he?*