"Told you I'd come visit you tonight," Arthur Preston whispered as he slid under the sheet and slid next to his granddaughter Lisa, and although the single bed made for cramped quarters, as Lisa's grandfather moved against the skinny teen the snug fit suited the frisky senior citizen just fine.
"What if Mom or Dad come in?" Lisa asked as he felt her grandfather's hand on her shoulder.
"They won't," he assured his granddaughter, who made no move to stop his hand as it came off of her shoulder and moved toward her breast.
...
She hadn't stopped him out in the kitchen earlier in the evening, when he followed her out there to get a drink during the movie they had been watching, although she had been shocked when he came up behind her at the sink.
"You're way sexier that that girl in the movie," Arthur had said, referring to some little tramp that was starring in one of those steamy movies the whole family had been watching, and when he leaned up next to the nubile 18 year old and brought his arms around her to grab her breasts through her t-shirt, all she did was gasp in response.
"Grandpa," Lisa whispered as his hand went down under her t-shirt and burrowed upward, slipping right under her bra and easing it upward, replacing her lightly padded bra cups with his weathered hands while he nuzzled her neck under her light brown hair.
"Nice," her grandfather had said, surprised at first when he discovered how small Lisa's breasts were, but as he kneaded the lemon-sized titties and felt her nipples blossom under his touch, it didn't matter. "Can't you tell what you do to me? Do you feel it?"
Lisa nodded as he took a deep breath through her clenched teeth as her grandfather ground his crotch into Lisa's backside, making her quite aware of his erection.
"Tonight, after everybody goes to sleep," her grandfather hissed softly into her ear, nibbling her lobe as her soft, light brown hair buffeted his cheek and her sweet cheap perfume filled his senses. "I'm going to come visit you in bed. Okay?"
Lisa said nothing, and as her grandfather plucked at her breast buds he sighed and said, "I take that as a yes."
As suddenly as he had approached Lisa, he left, returning to the living room to watch the rest of the movie with his son-in-law and their wives. Lisa rejoined them, and Arthur was pleased when Lisa exchanged glances with him.
Her nipples were still popped out with the bumps visible through both layers of her clothes, and Arthur wondered if her parents had any clue about what was going to happen after the movie ended and they went to sleep.
It wasn't my fault, Arthur concluded. Lisa had been asking for it, at least that was the way it seemed to him. Wearing all of those skimpy tops and giving him peeks down the front when she would bend over. He might indeed be old, but not dead, at least down there. Far from it.
...
Lisa was wearing a long tank top and nothing else, so when Arthur's hand went to her breast through the baggy armhole of the top his grope found nothing but flesh, and like in the kitchen before, Lisa's little nipple got hard instantly.
"I love your titties, honey," her grandfather said as he massaged the breast before working his hand out from the armhole and pulling up the bottom of her nightshirt, letting his hand land on her flat tummy and moving it as slowly as he could toward, trying to make the moment last.
Arthur's long, bony fingers went over the pert belly button, and then her hand felt the exquisite softness of her bush.
"You don't have much hair down there, do you Lisa," Arthur asked as he toyed with the impossibly soft wisp of fur that lined her sex. "Do you shave down here?"
"No," Lisa whimpered, her body shivering as she felt her grandfather's fingers slide over her labia.
"So soft," Arthur said. "Are you a virgin, honey?"
"No," came Lisa's reply, her voice quivering under her Grandpa's hand.
"How many boys have you had?"
"Just one," Lisa whispered, her voice ragged as her grandfather's finger slid along the lips of her sex. "Prom night."
"Was it good for you?" Arthur grunted as he thought about the crude coupling that must have taken place. "Did you like his cock in you?"
"No - it hurt."
"Did he have a big cock?" he asked, dipping his finger into Lisa's dripping pussy. "He must have been bigger than the toy in your dresser."
"Huh?"
"Couldn't help myself," Lisa's grandfather said as he dipped the tip of his index finger inside of her sex, causing her to let out a whimper as he told of his spying on her. "Young girls growing up fascinate me, and now that you're 18 I wanted to take a peek to see what you were up to. You put that dildo in your little pussy? That black thing?"
"Yes... ooh!"
"Why did you get a black one? Was the boy who fucked you black?"
"No."
"You've played around with other guys though," her grandfather asked. "Sucked on guys cocks?"
"Will you tell my Dad and Mom?" Lisa gasped.
"Of course not honey," Arthur said, sliding his finger deep into Lisa, and savoring the tightness that had not been affected by the rubbery cock Lisa had stashed in her dresser. "This is all between you and me."
"Yes. I have."
"How many?" He asked, and when Lisa said four he added, "Lucky guys. All boys your age?"
"Yeah, except for one guy - he was older."
"You like sucking cock, honey?"
"Yes."
"Let's get this shirt off of you," Arthur said, and without her fighting he tugged it up his granddaughter with ease. "There we go. You smell so nice."
Lisa's grandfather nibbled on her now exposed nipple, and while her hands were momentarily tangled up in the shirt up by the headboard, his lips kissed their way up her side and under her arm, his tongue gliding lightly through a moist and lightly scented armpit that was as smooth as butter.
"Ohhh," Lisa shuddered.
"Like that?" her grandfather asked and after she nodded he added, "So does Grandpa. Here."
Arthur released the grip he had on Lisa's wrists, and after reaching down and unsnapping his pajamas, brought Lisa's hand down to his cock.
"Huh?" Lisa grunted, startled when her hand got placed on his fully engorged organ, and her grandfather kept his grip on her wrist after she had pulled away.
"What's the matter, Lisa?" he asked. "You said you've been with guys before. It's okay. Hold it."