Since my wife died eight months ago, I had been pretty lonely all by myself. Things changed when my granddaughter Emily came to visit me. Emily was a student in college and I mainly got to see her during summer break. She just finished her junior year at school and was now home for the summer. Emily came over to my house one Saturday morning to give me a hand with my house chores. Emily had ripened into a beautiful woman. She had her mother's large breasts and wide hips. Emily also liked to wear tight fitting clothes when she visited me. I wasn't sure if this was just her normal way of dressing or if she was trying to turn on her grandfather a little bit.
We were in the kitchen washing dishes. Emily had taken to rub up against me as we did our work. She was wearing a tight t-shirt with no bra on underneath. I could easily see her big nipples popping through. Emily also had on the shortest, tightest shorts I had seen on a woman in some time. If I looked closely enough I thought I saw camel toe pussy showing as well. After one more time that she rubbed against me I asked her a question.
"Emily, are you trying to turn your old granddad on?"
"What if I am?" she countered.
It was one of those moments I wonder about now. I reached out with my hand and grasped at one of her breasts. Emily's eyes got big and she let out a sigh. I didn't let go, but I started to massage that huge tit. Emily pulled closer to me and our lips met. I felt like I had no control now. I knew this was so wrong but I couldn't bring myself to stop. I took both my hands and tugged up on her shirt, pulling it up over her head. Emily's tits came free of the material and were resting on her chest.
We just looked at each other for a moment and I lowered my mouth to a nipple. I began to suck and chew on the tips of each one. Emily didn't object or fight me in any way. She brought her hands up into my hair and basically urged me on. Those nipples responded to all my sucking. They got hard in no time. Emily was breathing hard now. I felt her hands working on my belt, trying to free it up. My pants were soon around my ankles and my underwear soon followed. Emily let out a gasp.
"God granddad, your cock is so huge!" Emily said.
My cock was raging hard by this time and standing straight out. All eight inches of it were rock solid and the crown of my cock was leaking pre-cum. I put my hands on Emily's shoulders but she didn't need my urging her. She went to her knees and took hold of my raging member. She brought it to her lips and began to lick the head.
I thought I was going to blow my load right there. It had been eight months since my wife died. There hadn't been much sex since that day. Emily then started to go down on me. She was working on my cock an inch at a time. It wasn't too long before she was deep throating me. I can't remember the last time when my cock felt like this. A few minutes of this and I had Emily stand up. I didn't want to waste my cum quite yet. We stripped off our remaining clothes and made our way back to my bedroom.