A Letter To My Dad Ch. 2

Grandpa wrapped his tongue around my clit again. He suctioned it up into his mouth, his lips biting down on it. His two thumbs pressed into my tight hole and began to fuck in and out. I grabbed his thumbs with my pussy muscles and he felt me motioning and moving, trying to suck his hands and his tongue deeper into my cunt.

My back arched and I threw my head back as my entire body filled with pleasure and absolute ecstasy. My cunt flooded with cum and I drenched his face in it. He lapped it up eagerly, drinking the hot, aching liquid with his thirsty mouth.

"More....!" He cried into my pussy, his throat thick and gurgling with my wetness. I felt the vibration of the word on my clit and I came again, my pussy spurting with sweet, thick hot cum. He yelled hungrily into my cunt as he drank me down.

"More!"

I pounded his face with my pussy and came again, uncontrollable with the idea of him greedy for me. My body was exhausted and empty by the time he had suckled every drop from me. He lowered me back on the quilt gently. I couldn't move. He came to lay beside me, then pulled me on top of his huge body, and I fell asleep against his chest, naked and wet against his clothes, the feel of his hand just holding my pussy gently as I slept.

When I finally woke up, my whole body was sore and aching. I was in a daze, still sleepy, still half-dreaming but I was aware of a delicious aching. My back was hard on the ground and something was on top of me, a heavy weight.

When my eyes finally focused, I realized Grandpa was fucking me rampantly while I was sleeping. He covered my eyes when he realized I was awake, and I was blinded by his hand.

He was assaulting my body with a fervor I didn't know he had. It rocked through me, his cock bashed up into my cunt and belly. He grabbed my legs and wrapped one around his hips, widening my pussy and ramming me deeper. I gasped and moaned. He came inside me quickly, then pulled out, and sat back, lettting his cock spurt the rest over my naked stomach and breasts.

I loved it a little rough with him, and let him. I smeared the cum over my breasts to give him something to lick off later.

He groaned as he stood up and went to the bathroom. I wrapped the quilt around me and followed him to the bathroom. I was reminded of when you, my darling Dad, and I were in the bathroom at home. You had me on the floor, sucking my cunt into pleasure, while the shower washed us both into a warm stupor. Mmmm, I wanted to relive that pleasure. Grandpa turned on the shower and I sat on the side of the bath in the quilt, to watch him shower.

"I hope you don't mind that, sweetheart." He said as he smothered his old body in soap. "I just couldn't help myself. I was hoping you wouldn't wake up and find me doing that."

"I don't mind."

I stared at his body as the soap began to layer his skin with white suds.

"Have you ever gone rough?" He asked.

"A couple of times."

"How rough?"

"Daddy likes it sweet and rough. Pretend."

Grandpa smiled.

"I thought he might. So do I. I like to see my little girl cum."

He lathered his hands up with the soap and began to wash his cock clean. He stroked it up and down, rubbing it with the soap. It grew hard again, even after the orgasm just minutes before. I was astounded by his sex drive and his stamina. When I looked up at him, he was watching me watching him.

He liked to see my reaction, and I knew it turned him on to see me watching him hungrily.

"You like Grandpa's cock?" He asked.

I nodded.

He rubbed himself quicker and I watched again as his cock grew harder. It filled up and grew rock-hard, finally resting in a solid, upward position.

The water splashed down around it, washing off the soap so that it was clean and rigid.

"What do you like about my cock, sweetheart?"

"Well, it's huge. And it feels good. Tastes great."

"What does it feel like?"

"Mmmm, always hard and warm. And you know how to fuck me to make me cum."

He stared intensely and moaned as he continued to rub himself lightly.

That wasn't fair, I wanted some! I threw the quilt off of me and went over to him, stood beside him.

I began to rub his cock with him, my hand on his. I felt his fingers against mine, as we rubbed. He closed his eyes. I smiled, knelt down on the cold, wet bathroom tiles. I began to lick the underside of it, from the base to the tip. It tasted clean this time, and slick with the water. He lifted me up before my mouth could open up wide and take him.

"I want you to have a shower and get dressed. I want to take you out." He announced.

I was distracted by his huge cock, and tried to fondle it lightly but he grabbed my wrists to stop me. "Where?"

"I'm not sure yet. Come on, your turn."

He left me in the shower to get clean and went to get dressed, his hard cock sticking right out. I watched as he walked away, my pussy beginning to throb again with the idea of him inside me. What a sight, seeing my gorgeous old Grandpa and his huge erection walk away.

We spent the day at the zoo. It was pretty nice. It was fun getting lost and eating so much candy we both felt sick. It was fun running around acting like a ten year old with all the other ten year olds with their Grandpas. Except the other Grandpa's were all looking at us with expressions of blatant envy and lust. I grabbed his hand and would try to get him to touch me. Right there, right out in public! You know what I'm like, Dad, LOL. When I want something. But not Grandpa. He'd get shy and pull away, angrily. But then, when we were in a secluded area, he would grab me from behind and start pushing his huge cock against my back, rubbing up against me. He'd slide his hand between my legs and start to play there gently.

By the time we got home, we were both horny as hell. I opened the door and fell inside, carrying him with me. His cock was already out of his jeans, and I was rubbing him eagerly. I pressed up against him, rubbing his dick impatiently and he stumbled a little bit against me, then pushed me away with a moan.

"I need a beer. Get me a beer."

I whined.

"Go."

I pouted and went into the kitchen. He followed me and sat down, tiredly, his cock was sticking straight up coming from his opened trousers. I stared at it. His breathing was labored again. I gave him his cold beer, and sat down on his lap, facing him. My legs were on either side of his chair, and I could feel his hard dick pressed up full and naked against my panties. I cupped his face in my hand.

"Are you okay?"

He nodded.

"You excite me too much. You get your old Grandpa so horny, my cock can't take it."

I smiled and leaned in to kiss him. He kissed me back, slowly. A long, light, delicious kiss which was sweet and lovely. He grabbed his beer and took a swig before he kissed me again. I could taste it on his tongue when we kissed.

"I'll be gentle with you then." I promised.

We kissed for a while, and I grew wet with the luscious kisses. The feel of his lips on mine, and his tongue slick and oily against mine, the taste of his old mouth inside mine. I moved up on his lap and pulled the cotton panties aside. I positioned my warm pussy over the head of his cock and slowly moved down on it.

"Ohhhh!" He pressed back in the chair, frozen and still holding the beer, but unable to drink.

I lifted myself up again then moved down on his cock again, riding him ever so slowly. Each time he got deeper inside my wet, swollen pussy. Each time I felt him deeper and deeper.

"Just sit there." I whispered. "Feel my little pussy eating your cock up."

He closed his eyes and groaned.

"Deeper and deeper I'm taking your cock all the way inside me."

"Sweetie, please," he whispered back.

"Mmm?"

"Ohh please....don't. I can't breathe.."

"You want me to stop?"

".....No...."

I rode him slowly, so slowly it was agony to him. My cunt milked his cock skillfully. He grabbed my breast and started to maul it, kneading it, pulling it, massaging with his heavy hand. I pulled my shirt off and he moved his face in toward me, eating my nipples suddenly with a starved mouth.

I grabbed his head and pulled him into me as I fucked him up and down on the kitchen chair. He grunted and pushed up with his hips. He slid down in the chair a little as I began humping him harder. He held his head back and I took pleasure in watching his tired, agonized face twisted with grief and the agonizing feelings of orgasm. He pressed the beer bottle lip down between us, pressing it between my clit and his hand. Each time I pounded down on him, I could feel the icy cold smoothness of the glass rim. It stroked my clit and I felt the pangs of orgasm beginning to wind me up harder and faster.

I threw myself down on him wanting his cock harder inside me, wanting the pressure on my clit quicker and deeper. I cried out and grabbed his neck.

He shot his load into me so quickly I wasn't prepared. I kept fucking him longer and longer. I knew he was softening but I couldn't stop. Thinking quickly, he moved his hand under my cunt and began to play with my clit. I felt his soft cum oozing from me and I began to cum too. His cock fell out of me, but he replaced it with his huge hand.

I took his fingers and palm into me, all the way to his wrist. I could feel his whole fist inside me as I came. I fucked his hand harder, feeling his fingers reaching up inside my cunt, getting so deep in me it felt strange.

I imagined he could reach right up into me through my cunt and grab hold of my pounding heart.

He reached out to cover my mouth with his other hand as I reached orgasm. He held his hand over my mouth and muffled my wet, salivating cries.. I gripped hold of his shoulders and climaxed hard. It smothered and filled my body in absolute ecstasy. I felt tears in the corners of my eyes and I fell against his chest, almost lost in his entire body.

"Now come to bed." He whispered.

At first I couldn't move, but then when I began to feel his fingers moving around inside my cunt, I knew he still had his hand inside me. He pulled out and cum dripped over his arm and wrist. I kissed him deeply and madly and quickly got off of him as we moved to the bedroom.

We stood in the doorway for a moment, and I began to lick his hand off. He held it out to me, watching me tongue his arm clean. He'd had already cum inside me once, quietly though. I knew it hadn't been an intense orgasm. I wanted him to cum loudly and with the best climax of his life. I sucked on his wrist, on his fingers. I sucked my cum off of him and he kissed me. He could taste the hot, exotic salty sweetness of myself on my mouth. I felt his tongue licking around my teeth, then suddenly delving down my throat thirstily. I didn't touch him.

He knew what he wanted. His cock was semi-hard again but his body was beginning to grow hornier and more in demand of what he wanted. The chair fuck had just been a warm-up. A preparation of what was to come. He was out of control and threw me hard on the bed. This was it, this was what I wanted! He fell on me, and pried my legs apart. I felt his hand on my clit, stroking my pussy, as his cock rammed inside me deeply.

I cried out in bliss.

"What do you want?" He growled.

"I want your cock inside me."

"Say it."

"Ohhh Grandpa, fuck me."

He cried out again, with the sound of his grand daughter begging to be fucked.

"Fuck my little pussy with your huge cock. Grandpa..... ohh God, Grandpa!"

He pushed my arms over my head on the pillow and pinned them down. I couldn't move, and I struggled, but he rose up off the bed and started to fuck me deeper and deeper. His other hand bruised my breasts.

"You're hurting me!" I gasped.

He fucked me up harder.

"Tell me..."

"It hurts! I can't!"

With every word, he pounded me harder. His hand heavy on my wrists kept me in one position. He threw my legs up and apart, then crashed down on top of me again, ramming me more forcefully.

His cock was huge inside me, I could hardly bear his size. He swelled up in my tight pussy and started to throb. I thought I could feel every ridge in his mammoth cock, every vein pulsing inside when he thrust deep. I was so wet, it was a slick thrusting movement in and out. I felt myself cumming even before he reached orgasm. He kissed my mouth deeply and a stream of cum burst from my cunt around his cock, slicking him up and down with my juices.

He looked down at his spent grand daughter beneath him on the bed. My face was ruddy and covered in his wet kisses. He fucked me up deeper and harder, and came in a torrent of groaning. He yelled out my name in a thick, gurgled voice. He rubbed his cock inside my sore cunt, fucking me deeper and deeper. He grew rough and hard as I felt his cock explode in me, filling me up from inside. He finally fell on me hard, exhausted.

He lay there on top of me. I enjoyed the weight of his body on mine. His cock was still inside me. I felt fulfilled. I closed my eyes to savor the moment. Finally he moaned and rolled off of me, to lay beside me on the bed.

A stream of cum spilled out of my pussy. I sighed deliriously.

He touched my pussy with his hand, just a gentle, firm touch. I kissed his mouth, our tongues familiar and wet against each other. We both fell asleep, together again. I could feel the cool wetness of his cum all over my pussy and belly. I fell asleep against him again.

When I finally woke up, Grandpa had gone. His things had gone. I was a little bit disappointed that he had left without a goodbye kiss, but I knew that I would see him again. So I'm sitting here, Daddy, and my whole body is so sore and exhausted. I can hardly think straight, just remembering my weekend with Grandpa.

Ohh Daddy, what a weekend.

I am the luckiest girl in the world to have my two favourite men love me so much.

Come visit me soon, Dad.

Love, me XXX