Granddad took my virginity

When I was 14 I let my Granddad take my virginity, and I think maybe that's what killed him. My pussy killed my Granddad.

When I was just 14 years old, I let my 53 year old granddad take my virginity.

It was during winter and they’d been some snowfall overnight, in the morning snow covered the roads but they were driveable, so I went to school as normal, by the time I got to school it began to snow very heavily and by mid-morning my school had made the decision to close early because the roads were getting blocked and they were worried we wouldn’t be able to get home.

I called my Mom but she was travelling for work on a train that had been delayed and she wouldn’t have been able to come pick me up, so she phoned Granddad who lived nearby and then told me to go to his house.

The school wasn’t too far from Granddads, about a 20 minute walk, but the snow was horrendous, absolute blizzard outside and all the snow that had already gathered on the ground made it hard to walk at a fast speed, and I was walking in a skirt and tights, my legs were freezing and wet, and my asthma didn’t help, I had to keep stopping to use my inhaler as the cold was making it difficult for me to breath, and it took me nearly an hour to get to Granddads house.

I was just outside the gate at Granddad’s house when I fell to my knees in the snow finding it hard to breath, I was having an asthma attack, luckily Granddad was looking out of the window waiting for me, he raced outside when he saw me, he swept me up in to his arms and carried me swiftly inside.

He knew what to do and had a spare inhaler in his kitchen drawer, he placed me down on his sofa and got the inhaler and gave it to me, “Here – breathe this in – Breathe – Breeeaathe.” He said.

I inhaled it and my breathing slowly returned to normal, “Thanks, Granddad.” I said.

He stroked my forehead, “Gave me a bit of a scare there, love….” He said, then he felt my hand, “…You’re absolutely freezing…” he said, he’d put the heating on but the boiler wasn’t working right, “…We’ve got to get you warmed up before you catch a cold.” He said, then he scooped me up in his arms again and carried me up the stairs to his bedroom.

He laid me on his bed, “Let’s get you in to bed, you’ll be nice and warm in there.”, taking off my shoes, my coat, and he noticed my tights were soaked so he took them off me, “Better take that skirt off as well, love.” He said.

It felt a bit odd removing my skirt in front of him knowing that he would see my panties, but I was freezing and he was my Granddad so I figured it was fine, and I took my skirt off, “And your shirt – let’s get all those wet clothes off you.” He said.

I knew Granddad wasn’t asking me to take off my clothes because he was a pervert or something, he was doing it because he loved me and was concerned about my health, I trusted him completely, so again I did as he said and I took my shirt off, then climbed underneath the warm covers in just my underwear, “That’s it…” he said, tucking me under, “…you get nice and warm and I’ll go make you a nice hot drink.” He said, gathering up my clothes and heading back downstairs.

When Granddad returned he was holding a tray, “I’ve made you a hot chocolate and some toast.” He said, waiting for me to sit up before placing the tray down across my lap, I pull the top of the sheet up to cover my bra, he touched my forehead, “You’re warming up a bit now.” He said, and I flinched because I felt how cold his hand now was, “Oh, but you’re not. You’re hands freezing.” I said.

“Think the boiler has packed in, it’s not working. But you’ll warm up under them blankets, don’t you worry.” He said.

I was worried about him and didn’t want him to be cold, “Do you want to get under the blanket?” I asked him.

“Why not..” he said, then he turned the television on, and took off his pants before climbing under the sheets, and he put his arm around me and rubbed the side of my arm to help warm me up, “…There we go, lovely and warm.” He said.

He put cartoons on the television, even though I was a bit old for cartoons it was nice to sit with him and watch them, brought back good memories of when I was little, and we shared the toast.

A while later after finishing my hot chocolate and toast, I fell asleep with my head cradled under his arm, it was really nice, then I woke up probably mid-afternoon and saw that he was quietly crying, “Granddad what’s the matter?” I asked.

“I’m feel so ashamed.” He replied.

“Why?”…” I asked, and it was then that I moved my hand across him to sit myself up, and I felt something under the blanket, something hard, I lifted the top of the blanket up and looked down and saw his cock sticking out of his shorts, and it was big, “…Ungh.” I gasped in shock and quickly moved my hand away.

I pushed myself up and kind of shifted away from a little, “Why do you have that?” I asked.

His tears began to flow more rapidly and he cried more heavily, “I’m s-so s-sorry.” He sobbed.

I picked up my inhaler from the side table and used it, then placed it back.

It was the most awkward uncomfortable situation I’d ever been in, at first I was disgusted at the thought that he’d probably been touching himself while I was sleeping, but then began to feel sorry for him, seeing him so upset was making me feel bad, he must feel so lonely at times what with Grandma passing away several years ago and me not visiting him as much as I should do, and I felt partly responsible due to us being in bed together and with my state of undress probably the cause of his sexual arousal.

I loved him and couldn’t bear to see him looking so upset, I shuffled back towards him and cuddled him, “It’s okay, Granddad, don’t cry. It’s okay.” I said, he slumped over and placed his head against my chest, I stroked his head and tried to calm him, like I was mothering him, “Shush – It’s okay.”

He lifted his head slowly and we shared a weird moment looking in to each other eyes, then he leaned forward and kissed me on the lips, “Granddad!” I said sharply at his unexpected action, his head began to lower looking shameful, but I felt something when he kissed me, I felt love, real love, and it did something to me.

Maybe it was me just feeling sorry for him, or the fact it was cold but I was warm in his arms, or a long time lust that resurfaced, or just the fact I was a teenager and horny, I don’t know, but I knew that I liked how he made me feel.

I lifted his head back up and I kissed him back, and what started as simple pecks on the lips quickly turned to passionate, saliva exchanging kisses.

“Forgive me.” He uttered while sticking his tongue in to my open mouth, I nodded in response, then before I knew it he was unbuckling and removing my bra, then we embraced and I felt his chest press against my breasts as we continued to kiss and I slowly reclined on to my back.

I then helped him out of his shirt, he took his boxers off himself before relieving me of my panties, then he was on top of me, my legs were spread, my knees were raised, and he was kissing my neck and my breasts, which made me feel so good and quickly warmed me up inside, “Mmm.” I hummed at the pleasure I was feeling, his hands and lips were all over me and I loved it.

He wiggled himself down underneath the blanket, suddenly he lifted my legs and put them over his shoulders and then his head went between my legs and he was eating my pussy, “Uh-Oooo.” I gasped as a surge of pleasure shot through my body, I had no prior sexual experience to compare it too, but it definitely felt like he knew what he was doing down there, “Mmm.”

“Are you alright up there?” he asked.

I smiled, “Mmm - Yes.” I gasped in response, “More please.” He had me begging for it.

He sucked on my clitoris for a while, which was dreamy good, and I experienced my first ever orgasm, it was the most incredible feeling, my entire body tingled and I felt….well….alive is the only word to describe it, it literally took my breath away and I had to use my inhaler again.

After that, Granddad crawled back up from under the blanket and kissed me, I could taste my pussy on his mouth, after the intense sexual experience he just gave me I felt obligated to return the favour, so while we kissed I reached down between us, found his hard cock and stroked it for a little while, it was nice hearing him moan sexually this time.

“Oooooaah.”

He rolled over on to his back and I went under the blanket, I was in the zone and nothing was off limits to me now, even if it seemed a bit gross to me, I held on to his cock, still stroking it as I licked his hairy saggy balls, I got pubes in my mouth but didn’t care, then I licked all around his hard veiny shaft before plunging his cock in to my mouth and sucking it slowly, “Ooooaah.” He gasped.

I sucked his cock for a few minutes and was really enjoying it, but then he stopped me, “Come up here. Come up here…” he said, so I crawled up, “…I don’t want to waste it.” He said, I wasn’t sure what he meant but he was talking about his erection, he wasn’t sure if he could get another one at his age and he didn’t want to waste it before having the chance to fuck me.

He got me on my back and he got on top of me again, with my legs spread open, knees raised up, he kissed me and began to lightly push the tip of his cock against my hymen, I could feel it stretching inward as he did it, it took him a couple of minutes but then pushed harder and I suddenly felt my hymen split, there was a sharp pain as the thick tip of his cock penetrated me, “Uh-Ouch.” I flinched, and it stung for a few seconds.

“You okay?” he asked.

I nodded.

I was gasping repeatedly as he very slowly inched his cock inside me, “Uh – Uh – Uh.” But it was light gasps, it wasn’t like porn videos you see online where the girls is moaning loudly, it was gentle, it was nice, “Uh – Uh.”

I kept holding my breath as it slid in, Granddad was holding me gently and thrusting slowly, using his elbows he lifted himself off me momentarily and I could see between us right down to my pussy and I could see it was inside of me, my pussy stretched around his girth and as he slowly pulled it outward I could see a little blood on his cock, my virgin blood, but it wasn’t hurting anymore.

Granddad looked down then back up and smiled at me, “You have a beautiful body.” He said.

I giggled, it was a bit weird hearing those words coming from Granddad.

“Uh – Uh.” I gasped, he lowered himself back on to me, I put my arms around him, and lifted my legs up, curling them to place my heels on his back and he began to rock on me, his cock sliding in and out, I could feel my inner walls expanding around it, “Uh – Uh – Ooo.” It felt so good, “Mmm.”

He fucked me slowly and tenderly for several minutes, our bodies were touching, rubbing against each other, we were both starting to sweat, we were kissing, and it was so beautiful.

Then he started to get faster, suddenly gaining speed in his thrusts, I held on to him tighter, his cock felt so good and I began to moan loader, I couldn’t help it, I knew something was coming – no pun intended – and I kind of tensed my body up, I threw my head on to his shoulder and bit in to his lower neck, “Argh.” He grunted out, and he fucked me faster and harder than before, “Uh – Uh – Uh – Uh.”

At the last moment he held my head, “Open your eyes…” he said, “…Look at me. Look at me.”

I opened my eyes and looked deep in to his eyes, then I gasped in to his face as he made his final deep thrust, his cock swelled and pushed against my inner walls, I felt it twitch and then felt his sperm splashing against my inner walls as he ejaculated and grunted, “Ug – Oogh – Oooaaagh –Oooooooooooaagh.”

He smiled at me and I smiled back, our eyes still locked, we shared our breath, “Uh – Mmm.” I lightly gasped.

“That was beautiful.” He said, then gave me a big kiss.

We rested for a while, holding each other lovingly, then I got out of the bed to use the bathroom, because I did want to wee but mainly because I wanted to examine my pussy and see what he’d done to it, my pussy was a bit red, I had a big hole there now and Granddad’s sperm was slowly dripping out of it, my pussy looked different but it felt great.

When I went back in to the bedroom Granddad was just finishing up a phone call, “Okay, see you then.” He said then hang up as I approached the bed.

“Who was that?” I asked.

“Your Mom – I gave her a call to see where she was. I’m afraid her train has been cancelled and she’s not going be able to get home for at least another three hours.” He replied.

I climbed back in to bed and smiled, “Three hours?” I said, biting my lower lip provocatively, Granddad smiled knowing exactly what I was thinking, “Ready to go again?” he asked.

I nodded, “Yes.” I said.

We had at least 3 hours before my Mom got back to pick me up, that was 3 hours of sex fun time, and we took full advantage of it.

This time around I tried being on top, I straddled him, putting my hands on his belly as I slowly rode his cock, I began to like the feel of his rough wrinkled hairy skin, as I looked down at him smiling back up at me, I had a flash back of when I was a little girl and Granddad would lay on the sofa and let me jump and bounce on him playfully, innocently, and then I was back in the now, bouncing on him, with his cock 4-inches deep inside my pussy, and it was fun – oh so much fun.

The third time we had sex I was on my hands and knees on the bed, Granddad knelt behind me, holding on to my hips while he fucked me from behind, I had to use my inhaler a lot in that position, but it was very good and Granddad had a lot of stamina for his age – which I was grateful for.

A few hours later Mom called while I was giving Granddad a blowjob, it was Mom and she was in a taxi on her way home, Granddad ejaculated in to my mouth while he was talking to her, her grunted loudly, “Ug-Ooogh!” and told Mom he’d hit his toe on a table leg to cover it up, he filled my mouth with thick sticky sperm that I struggled to swallow but eventually managed it.

We showered together and I enjoyed washing his cock and balls for him, and him rubbing soap all over me, then we got dressed and went downstairs, it must have still been freezing but I honestly didn’t notice, my body was boiling hot.

Mom arrived in a taxi outside soon afterwards, the snow had stopped, I said goodbye to Granddad, giving him a big kiss, then ran outside to the waiting taxi and got in.

The next day with little snowfall the roads were almost completely clear so had to go to school, and I was looking forward to going to see Granddad after school but Mom picked me up, and she looked like she’d been crying.

She pulled over and parked the car, “What’s wrong Mom?” I asked.

She looked at me with teary eyes and she held my hand, “It’s your Granddad, sweetheart.”

“Is he alright?” I asked.

She slowly shook her head, “He passed away late last night.” She replied.

I was devastated and burst in to uncontrollable tears, and my first thought was that I had somehow contributed to his death, that all the sex we had that night had killed him, “How did he – How?” I asked.

“We don’t know yet – but it was peaceful, his neighbour found him in his bed this morning.” She replied.

We would eventually find out that his death was natural, but they couldn’t find a specific cause, they said it was just his time.

I still don’t know what to think about it – but I know that his final hours were happy ones – and they were for me too.

I miss you, Granddad. I love you.