I never planned for it to happen, but once it started, I couldn't stop thinking about Grandpa's cock. I'm 24 now, living in his big old house after my parents moved away. He's 68, still strong from years of farm work, with that thick silver hair and hands that know exactly how to grip.
One humid summer night, I came downstairs in just a thin tank top and panties, thinking he was asleep. He was in his recliner, cock already out, stroking it slow while watching some old video on his laptop.
I froze, but he looked right at me and didn't stop. "Come here, baby girl," he said, voice low and rough. My pussy got wet instantly. I walked over, heart pounding, and he pulled me onto his lap. His hand slid under my panties, fingers rubbing my clit in circles until I was dripping. "You've been teasing me for months," he growled. I moaned as he pushed two thick fingers inside me, pumping them deep while his thumb worked my clit.
He stood up, lifting me like I weighed nothing, and carried me to the couch. He stripped off my clothes fast, then dropped his pants. His cock was huge, veiny and hard, the head already leaking precum. I got on my knees without him asking and took it in my mouth. It tasted salty and masculine. I sucked him sloppy, gagging when he grabbed my hair and fucked my throat. Spit ran down my chin onto my tits. "That's it, suck Grandpa's dick," he muttered, thrusting harder.
He pulled me up, bent me over the arm of the couch, and spread my ass cheeks. His tongue licked my pussy from behind, then pushed into my tight hole. I begged him to fuck me. He lined up that thick cock and slammed in all at once. I screamed from the stretch, but it felt so good. He pounded me raw, balls slapping against my clit with every thrust. "You like Grandpa's cock in your cunt?" he asked, spanking my ass red. I came hard, clenching around him, but he didn't stop.
He flipped me onto my back, hooked my legs over his shoulders, and drove in deeper. Sweat dripped off him onto my stomach. His cock hit my cervix with every stroke. I reached down and rubbed my clit until I came again, squirting around his shaft. He pulled out, shot thick ropes of cum across my tits and face, then pushed his softening cock back into my mouth so I could clean it.
We didn't talk much after. He just kissed my forehead and told me to come to his bed the next night. Now every evening ends with me riding his cock or taking it from behind while he calls me his dirty little granddaughter. The taboo makes it hotter. I can't get enough of Grandpa's incest sex stories turning real.
