Grandpa's Angel Ch. 01

Ever since the stormy night that Allison's parents died in a fatal car crash, her dear Grandpa had been beside her, offering her his broad shoulder for her to lean on. Having had his own share of tragedy, he could understand her pain. It was only two years before that his wife, Allison's Grandmother, had lost a devastating battle with lung cancer. From the moment that Allison had heard the news of her grandmother, she dropped every plan in her adolescent life to care for her Grandpa. With his kind smile and generous ways in mind, Allison had no problem abandoning her teenage social life to tend to him during his time of need. She knew that her Grandmother had done all of the chores and cooking. So, before Grandpa could protest, she would be at his house after school, in her burgundy catholic school girl uniform, preparing his favorite dinner, and doing his laundry.

She could remember how lifeless and drained Grandpa appeared. He was always dragging around in the same green and red flannel robe that he had for as long as she could remember. He didn't even have the energy to ready the daily newspaper, something Allison couldn't remember him without. Since she couldn't bear to witness him withering away, she did everything she could think of to take his mind off of the events of the past year. She would put old western movies, positioning Grandpa on the couch in front of the television, feeling as though she were watching the movies alone.

After a year of taking care of Grandpa, Allison noticed the laughter slowly returning to his deep green eyes. He'd comment during one of the old movies she'd put on, or compliment a dish that she'd put her heart into just to please him. Sometimes his old sarcasm would return, and he'd even crack a joke. Allison couldn't begin to show how pleasing this was to her. Finally, it seemed like all of her hard work was beginning to show some results. Strangely she felt the bond between her and her Grandfather growing to a whole new height. They'd always been very close, of course... she was his only grandchild. There were times that she'd imagine she were his wife, she'd linger a few moments longer when giving him a hug and kiss good night...or fuss over him a bit much if he didn't eat enough of his dinner. She'd even shaved him, and set his underwear out with a fresh outfit. By this time she had practically moved into the three story Tudor style home with Grandpa. It was much more serene compared to the cramped condo where she and her parents resided in an urban setting. Both her parents being divorce attorneys, kept them extra busy. They had invested in opening up their own practice, and everyone thought it was rather ironic that a happily married couple ran a practice specializing in divorce. Due to her parents' demanding careers, Allison was always home alone, so taking care of Grandpa gave her something constructive to do as far as she was concerned. Grandpa's piece of property was just twenty minutes outside of the city...he had peace and quiet with the convenience of the city within arms reach. Whenever something was bothering her, Allison would retreat to her Grandfather's home on the lake. She'd either lie in the grass and stare at the clouds or climb up the big tree in the backyard and hide out in the tree house that Grandpa built with his calloused, big hands.

It was a stormy evening and Allison had just settled in after a long game of chess with Grandpa, when she received the news of her parents. She'd just taken a long, hot bath overflowing with bubbles. Her long mahogany hair was in a heavy, wet braid down her rear, leaving a wet trail down the back of her cotton night tee. She was lying on her back, eyes closed, enjoying the feel of the plush, cotton comforter surrounding her. The French double doors to the balcony in her room were wide open. To Allison, there was nothing like breeze coming off of the Lake during a storm. She was planning on falling asleep to the rhythmic pitter patter of the rain dancing on the tin roof of the barn out back when she felt the overwhelming presence of....

Allison's ice blue eyes flew open.

"Grandpa..." His 6'5" frame stood towering over her petite body. His glare was intense. Allison instinctively began to admire his solid frame. For a fifty four year old man, his body was chiseled, exposing his former years as a professional athlete. He still owned a full head of dark, grey streaked curly brown hair. She wanted nothing more than to run her fingers through... What was she thinking?!! This was her Grandpa she was thinking of.

Rocky had no idea how he was going to break this news to his precious Allison. She was such a good girl...a wonderful granddaughter. When his wife died, Ally was beside him before the bat of an eye. He had to pull it together and be there for her now...stop mourning the lost of his own wife, and now be as much support to her as he'd been to him. As bad as it hurt him to lose his only son and his daughter in law, he had to be strong for his sweet darling Ally.

"Grandpa?" asked Allison. She sat fully erect...her intense blue eyes were full of alarm. She could sense that something wrong was amidst. Ally had always been perceptive. All Rocky wanted to do was scoop her tiny frame into his arms and hold her, comfort her. He had convinced himself that was all he wanted to do. Even through his stint of depression, he couldn't help but notice what an exceptional woman Ally was blossoming into. She was a junior in high school when her Grandmother passed. He was sure she was just being nice by coming over the first few days, but a year later, he couldn't help but notice what a determined, loving granddaughter he'd been blessed with. She just wouldn't give up on him. A year later, she had graduated high school and instead of going to parties and dating young guys, she'd been fussing over him. He tried to encourage her to be young and have fun, but she'd dismiss him with a shrug and a wave, flashing her pretty smile. Yes, the tables would definitely be turned now.

"Granddaddy, what's wrong?" Ally kept on. Her eyes never left his. "Sweetheart, I don't know how to tell you this..." Rocky struggled. He sat down on the queen sized bed. "Grandpa, what is it? You can tell me,...we've never kept secrets before now." She urged on. Rocky realized that she didn't have a clue what could possibly be going on..

"There was an accident...Baby, I..." Rocky choked. "Your parents...they" Before he could finish, Allison was in his lap with her arms thrown about his neck, sobbing uncontrollably. He wrapped his strong arms about her, rubbing her back in circular motions. He felt like a sick bastard, but couldn't help the tingling in his loins at the feel of her plump bosom pressed against his body. He sat his hard chin on the top of her head and inhaled the sweet swell of mango shampoo. He held her for what seemed to be hours, listening to the rain falling hard and then lightly...then pouring hard again. He didn't move until he felt her breathing slow down to a medium tempo. He was pretty sure she had fallen asleep, he began to ease her out of the comforts of his embrace. "Don't go." he heard her frail whisper as he felt her soft, small hand grab hold of his wrist. "Please, Grandpa, I don't want to be alone. Can I come to sleep with you in the big bed?" Her eyes were pleading. Normally, Rocky would tell her that she was too big a girl to sleep with him now., but he couldn't bring himself to do it. She was his angel, her father's angel, everyone's. He couldn't leave her alone at a time like this. She didn't leave him alone, and he wouldn't do that to her. He scooped her up into his arms with little effort. Her head was tucked into his neck and he could feel the moist drop of a fresh tear falling from her cheek.

"Sshhh...everythings going to be alright." he whispered. As rocky walked down the elaborately decorated hall with his beautiful granddaughter in the safety of his big arms, he couldn't believe the thoughts running through his mind. He didn't feel like a grandfather carrying his granddaughter to bed. He felt more like a lover carrying his mistress to bed. Whoa! What was going on? It's not as if Ally would ever give him the time of day anyway, but things just seemed weird. She was definitely a little different toward him since she'd become a senior in high school...and when she graduated? You wouldn't believe the little woman she'd become.

Rocky approached his king sized bed and took a deep breath before he pulled back the blankets and gently laid his darling Ally beneath the covers. He winced when he noticed she was wearing panties his favorite color, blue. It matched the thin cotton tee that stretched tightly across her full bosom and hung loosely just below her pelvis. He could feel the satiny material of the panties as he carried her to his massive bedroom. This could not be a good situation...but Rocky couldn't leave her alone...and it didn't seem as if Ally was going to allow him to.

Ally tugged at her grandfather's pajama pants, "Come to bed, Grandpa." She looked up at him pleadingly.

"O.K." Rocky slid into bed beside his eighteen year old granddaughter. Immediately he felt a twinge in his pajama pants. Ally nuzzled her head into his neck and snuggled closer to the warmth radiating from her grandfather's body. She inhaled the aroma of his after shave and sighed.

"Are you OK?" Rocky's deep voice bellowed. "Do you want to know what happened?"

"No, spare me the details, Grandpa." Ally's broken voice came.

Allison wrapped her long legs tightly around Rocky's firm thigh. "Alley..." Rocky groaned. "Don't." he said, trying to sound assert himself. Ally was unstoppable. Before he knew what was happening, she had her soft little hands in his pajama pants, searching frantically for his hard prick. He was sure she felt it the moment she snuggled so close to his body. When she located his rigid cock, he inhaled such a deep breath, he thought he'd taken his last breath. Rocky hadn't had intercourse in three years. He knew he couldn't allow this situation to get out of control, but somehow he knew it was too late. As he felt his gorgeous grand daughter's hands stroking his penis and kissing his neck, he knew it was too late. Rocky did nothing other than succumb to the sexual demands of his horny slut of a granddaughter. She would be his slut. Knowing he was too far gone, rocky did the one thing that he'd been dying to do for the longest time, he lifted the night tee over Ally's head and flung the thin cotton material across the room. He took two handfuls of Ally's plump round tits and for a moment studied them, licking his lips. Suddenly his mouth felt extremely wet, he wondered if he was beginning to drool. With much deliberation, he took one stiff nipple into his warm, moist mouth. He could feel Ally's breathing change to rapid. Her soft hands remained firmly gripped around his thick massive cock.

Alley had never seen a penis besides the boys in school who always tried to get her in the sack. She always ended up being called a cock tease. This time she was dealing with a man sized cock. She was amazed by her Grandpa. She was going to stay with him forever. The way his mouth devoured her tits, she could've died. She grabbed a handful of his curly dark hair as she arched her back, giving him more than a mouthful of her breast. As she straightened her back, her stiff nipple popped out of his wet mouth and Ally squealed with delight. Before she could compose herself, Grandpa was devouring her other nipple. He swirled his rough tongue around her tight nipples in a circular motion. Saliva dripped from his exquisite mouth. As he went back and forth, switching from nipple to nipple, Ally felt herself falling into a dark abyss. She never knew the feelings coming from her pussy was ever possible.

Rocky was harder than ever. He flipped his angel over onto her back and positioned himself atop her. He stared into her eyes as he lowered his mouth to hers. Rocky slid the satin panties from Ally's thighs and wrapped them around his ever stiff cock. Ally chuckled as she began to playfully jerk Rocky's throbbing cock with the satin panties. Instead Rocky tossed the undergarments to the side and grabbed Ally's soft feet, wrapping them around his fat, thick member. As he did this, he lowered his mouth to Ally's clean shaven, wet pussy. His tongue parted her pussy lips, searching for the bud of desire. Once his hot tongue found Ally's stiff clit, he began to suck it in the same fashion as he did her nipples. His mouth was so slippery and wet. Ally couldn't help but to be turned out by his mouth smacking away at her stub of a clit, licking and sucking on her swollen pussy lips. It wasn't long before Ally felt her first sexual climax. She began to shiver violently, wrapping her legs tightly around Rocky's head. Her round, little ass sat in the palms of his enormous hands. Ally's stiff nipples sat straight up like pink erasers, as her tits bounced her body convulsed as she shivered to orgasm.

Rocky lifted his head, his mouth soaked from her pussy juices. He slid his way up her body, and whispered, "it isn't over yet, little one." His mouth covered hers, she tasted her own sweet juices, and instantly became re-aroused. Rocky used his thighs to spread hers farther apart as he positioned his thick mushroom head at the entrance of her soft welcoming cunt. He lowered his mouth to her boob and spoke against her nipple. "This may hurt at first, but don't worry. I'm going to have you screaming out in ecstasy, angel."

With one swift motion, Rocky thrust his solid member into the wet cunt hole of his ripe granddaughter. Ally let out a deep cry as she wrapped her long golden legs tightly around her Grandpa. Rocky rhythmically pounded Ally's twat as he cupped her ass cheeks, spreading them apart. Her pussy muscles flexed around his twitching cock. She was so tight...Rocky was sure he wouldn't last too long. Every time he went to pull out, Ally's pussy muscles tightened around his brick cock and she wrapped her limbs even tighter around his body.

Rocky once again lowered his mouth to Ally's ever stiff nipples and slurped them with care. He slowed his rhythm to a slow pump, knowing he was going to cum at any moment. As the seed built up in his sack, his balls tightened and enlarged. The sound of them slapping against Ally's tight little twat sent him over the edge. Rocky never thought his granddaughter would experience his eruption of cum. He had always came in gobs, and for minutes. Ally was going to faint when he finished filling her warm pussy with his potent seed. In one long pump, Rocky felt the abnormal gobs exploding from his cock at the entrance of Ally's womb. He held his twitching cock completely inside her awesomely tight cunt. Ally began kissing his neck and massaging his ass.

"I love you, Grandpa. I'll never leave you."

"I love you too, Ally. You've always been my angel from Heaven."

To Be Continued...