-What is that thing I'm sitting on Pappy?
-That's my penis honey; it's hard because grandpa is happy to teach you how to make yourself come my love. When a man is happy, his dick, that's another word for penis, well it gets hard. I could imagine my grandpa's penis just by looking at the stretched fabric of his pants. His penis seemed huge. From what I was seeing and feeling, it spanned from the top of my butt's crack and it was curved over my pussy and ran half-way to my belly button. I thought for sure the fabric of his pants would give out to free his 'salami like' male organ. His dick as he called it was so thick that I could feel the holes of my butt and pussy spreading open from the tension created by his male organ. I shivered. I've never felt or seen a penis before. This was exciting, yet frightening at the same time.
With the tips of his nails he started teasing my almost nonexistent nipples over my blouse and sent an electric shock down to my pussy and the uncomfortable feeling was replaced by something totally unexpected. I felt warmth spread in my body and it relaxed me. I felt safe. I wanted to feel more.
-It helps if you are aroused; your orgasm is going to come faster and stronger. Tits are sensitive, teasing them or rubbing them should start making you horny. Do you like that honey?
As he said that he started pinching my new semi erect nipples and sent new sensations through my entire body.
-Oh my god Pappy, that is wond...wonderful. What...what's an orgasm? My voice was shaky and my breathing was getting shallow. What was happening to me?
-It's the best feeling you will ever have. Nothing compares to that baby, but don't worry honey, you'll find out in a few minutes. Now we don't have much time so let's move on.
While teasing my nipples with one hand and slowly rocking his body under my sensitive pussy with his penis between my butt cheeks, he took his other hand and started teasing my tummy, then the inside of my open thighs. Oh my god, he was lighting a fire in my innocent pussy. He then started tickling my pussy with his nails over the light fabric of my panties. It felt wonderful and my little body started to arch. Still playing over my panties, he pulled me back with his other hand and said:
-Take a deep breath and relax baby, I don't want you to come just now. Hold on just one more minute. We are not ready yet.
At that moment, he slid his hand down under the elastic of my panties and gently caressed the slit sending more shocks through my body. My head was spinning and my heart was beating faster and faster. He took his other hand for a second and also put it in my panties. He spread my pussy lips with his thumb and index finger while his middle finger rested at the entrance of my virgin hole.
By doing so, his hand was pushing the head of his penis away from my body and gave room for both hands. His dick looked even bigger that way and it looked as though liquid had seeped through the fabric. He then took his other hand, brought it to his mouth to put saliva on his fingers. The wet and slippery finger then started exploring the inside of my lips pushing lightly on each side to free my still pure but hungry clit that was growing and pulsing to the rhythm of my heart.
Wetting his fingers again, he positioned his finger on the top of my yearning clit and started rubbing in circles, slowly at first, then faster and faster, harder and harder all the while rocking me back and forth on his huge manhood. I wanted him to push his finger inside of me. I know it wanted to because it was circling my now dripping pussy. I could feel he wanted to, but he never penetrated me.
As he promised, it didn't take long for it to happen. Suddenly, my body got rock hard, my tiny toes curled uncontrollably, my back arched in the air and I exploded in spasms of intense pleasure, suspended in mid-air in ecstasy. When the orgasm subsided, I fell back on grandpa's lap which was warm and wet. We didn't say a word. We were both catching our breaths. I could feel his penis throbbing, just as my pussy still was.
Are you OK honey? Did it feel good? I wanted to say yes, but my heart was pounding and the feeling of shame returned. If this was OK, why didn't Daddy show me? I was conflicted so I just nodded my head. He lifted me up and put me down with a gentle slap on the butt and said. Go get ready; it's time to go back to school. I ran to my room, took off my soaking wet panties, dropped them in the hamper and put on a new pair. Grandpa came in my room and said:
-You know honey, its best if we keep this between us. Mom and Dad would be very upset with me if they found out. Come to think of it, it's not a granddaddy's place to teach this kind of stuff to his granddaughter.
I said:
-Don't worry pappy, it's going to be our secret. I promise. And I meant it. The old man had shared a very intimate moment with me and had given me nothing but pleasure. How can something that feels so good be bad?
He kissed me on the forehead and I left for school. I could not concentrate at all at school. All I was thinking about was the over the top insane pleasure I felt at the hands of my grandpa. When the bell rang, I said bye to my friends and ran home. When I got there, Grandpa was in his bedroom apparently napping. I noticed the scotch bottle was now empty.
I rushed to my room, hopped on the bed, took my panties off and with the help of a mirror, I started examining my newly found pleasure parts. I had thought about what happened at lunch all afternoon and my clit was so swollen that it was popping out of its hood way and beyond my pink pussy lips.
Remembering what Pappy had done, I put the mirror on the bed and started pinching my nipples through my blouse. The feeling was nice, but not as intense as what I had felt at the hands of my Grandpa. I ran my finger nails over the fabric and that got better result. I wet my fingers and started rubbing my clit in the same manner he had showed me. I was missing the dick sensation. I ran to the bathroom and brought back a towel.
I rolled it real tight and kneeling on my bed, I put the towel between my legs. It was in no way the same as Pappy's dick. It was too big but the terrycloth felt amazing between my butt and pussy cracks. I started rocking back and forth on the rolled towel while playing with my inexperienced clit. I put saliva on my fingers and started rubbing in circles as Pappy had done. Oh it felt good. I was starting to feel the pressure building in my pussy when I heard my Dad scream at my Grandpa. Needless to say it interrupted my first solo experience in a second.
-What are you doing old pervert. Put your dick back in your pants before I cut it off. You deprived old man; I come home with you spying on Lily with your dick in your hand? Are you insane? What if she caught you beating your meat? I told you when you moved in that I would not tolerate any of that. Lily is an innocent child and doesn't need you old pervert's influence. You better keep it in your pants old man. And don't get anywhere near here, you hear?
I heard the door of grandpa's room slam shut. Ran to my bed and pretended to sleep when Daddy came in the room to check on me. Thinking I was taking a nap after school, he slowly left the room and closed the door. By then I had figured out that Pappy had been spying on me while I tried to get an orgasm and had been caught with the evidence in his hand, literally.
At dinner time I sat in silence with Mom and Dad and asked where grandpa was. Mom said he wasn't feeling well and was in his room. I told them I hadn't slept much the night before, was tired and asked if I could be excused and go to my room. I was really exhausted by recent event so I went to bed early. Later that night, as I was about to go to the bathroom, I heard my parents in a heated discussion.
-Your farther is a fucking pervert. I'm not going to let him do to my princess what he did to you, your sisters, your brothers and who knows who else.
-He's an old man Eric, let it go. I doubt he has any of that left in him. I'm sure those years are behind him now.
-Well I can't be sure about that. His fat dick looked pretty hard and eager if you ask me. Anyway, I called Joe and the family would love to take Lily on the farm for the summer. She'll be safe there until we can relocate the old man. I'll drop her at the train station tomorrow while you are at work.
Joe was my Dad's brother. He lived in a small farming town in Alabama. They where dairy and poultry farmers and had a huge variety of farm animals. I had never met them and it had been years since the bothers paths crossed. But they kept in touch and exchanged phone calls once or twice a year. My dad on the other hand was a lawyer so it's safe to say, they had different lifestyles.