Mother Eager Beaver

'Why don't you fuck me,' he teased at her, then stared at that pantie-clad pussy as he realized she was about the same age of the girl in the picture. 'If you're such a big girl why don't you ram my meat into that little cunt?'

'I'll do that later, Granddaddy,' she cooed childishly, then grasped his hard shaft in both her hands as she caressed its thick length. 'But right now I want you to play with my pussy. You will play with my pussy, won't you?'

Hell, at the present moment he'd play with anything she suggested. He'd do anything she asked him to. If she should ask him to fuck himself he'd break his cock trying to get it into his asshole. She was the one in command and he knew it.

His hand trembled as he reached between her open thighs, then the tips of his fingers touched her panties- clad mound. He squeezed at it gently, feeling guilty as hell about what he was doing to his granddaughter. God, her little pussy felt good. He wished she were old enough to fuck-he'd have his cock inside her before she knew what was happening. He remembered the picture in his magazine, then he wondered if Martha was old enough to fuck. He'd surely love to ram his hard cock into a tender little pussy like that.

'You can do better than that,' she moaned, pushing her wanting cunny at his hand. 'I want to feel your fingers inside me.'

He eased a finger beneath her panties, then slipped it into her tender crevice and shoved it into her small vagina. He worked it back and forth inside her as he slipped another finger into her young depths. Jesus, that little pussy was hot and squishy, and it was tempting as any pussy he'd felt. He wished she were older-he'd fuck the hell out of her.

'Pull off my panties,' she demanded, her hot little pussy fucking at his fingers. 'Then finger my pussy as if you're really enjoying it.'

His fingers found the elastic band of her panties, then he slipped them down her tiny legs and off her feet. He tossed them to the floor, then glared at her hairless snatch. The least he could do is put his tongue into the slit of her babyish pussy-maybe she'd enjoy that. She could accept his tongue even if she couldn't accept his huge cock.

He slipped a hand beneath her knee, then forced her to straddle his head. He found her very young asscheeks, then grasped them firmly as he pulled her tender crevice to his lips. The tip of his tongue entered her bald cleft, then shot into the tissues of her small vagina. Her juices tasted better than any pussy juices he'd ever tasted. She was so young and tender-God, his young granddaughter was delightful. He groaned, then his tongue forced its way into her tight sheath.

'That's it, Granddaddy! Ooohhh, my God! That's it!' Martha squealed, just above a whisper. 'Tongue-fuck my pussy! Tongue-fuck me good! Yes… oooo… yes! That's the way! Shove your tongue deeper!'

He pushed his tongue far as possible and wiggled it inside her little tunnel, then her tender membranes began to spasm delightfully. He sucked her tasty young juices into his throat, then drank thirstily. Her young body trembled above him, then she sprang to her feet and scrambled off the bed.

Was his huge cock more than she could take? Was she tired of playing this delightful game? He sighed as she looked down at his throbbing cock, then felt somewhat relieved she'd pulled away from him. Hell, he'd have split that little cunt wide open with his huge cock if she'd forced him to fuck her.

Martha stood there for a moment watching his prick jerk before her glittering eyes, then pulled her gown over her head and tossed it to the floor. She gazed wantonly into his wondering eyes before leaning over to unbutton his pajamas, then she pulled them down his legs and off his feet. She looked at his nakedness, his cock suddenly becoming the most beautiful thing in the whole world.

Jonathan stared at his naked granddaughter, then ogled her hairless little cunny. It was a hellofa lot more beautiful than the girl's pussy in his magazine. The picture showed the little girl receiving a huge cock and it made him wonder about Martha. Was she old enough to fuck? Was her little pussy big enough to accomodate his huge cock? It didn't really make any difference, he could tongue-fuck that sweet little pussy till it spilled cum all over the place. And she could play with his cock till he shot his wad into the air. Hell, he didn't need to stick his cock into her, those delightful little hands were enough for him.

While he was deep in thought she slid between his open thighs. Her soft lips suddenly parted and kissed at the tip of his extended cockhead. She swallowed half of his hardness into the back of her tender young throat before he could stop her, then he didn't want to stop her. His cockhead jerked against her tonsils as her saliva ran down his shaft to cover his wrinkled nut-sac. His cockshaft was being well lubricated, but for what reason?

Before he realized what was happening his granddaughter had climbed back into bed. She was standing over him with a foot at each side of his hips, then she began to lower herself to him. He watched that tender little pussy get nearer and nearer to his pisshole, then it began to gape with desire. In a few moments she was teasing the slippery crease of her babyish snatch with his tremendous cockhead. His fleshy crown jerked against the swollen membranes of her child-like labia with wild desire, then he began to tease at her again.

'Why don't you fuck me, my darling granddaughter?' he groaned, wishing she could cram his thick cock into her youthful depths. 'Why don't you make me cum in your pussy?'

She squatted lower and lower onto his thick cock, working it deeper and deeper into her squishy labia, then her contracting entrance nibbled at his slitted pisshole.

'I'm going to fuck you, Granddaddy,' she groaned, putting a little weight on him. 'I'm going to get that cock into my pussy if it kills me. If the girl in your magazine can take a grown-up cock I can do it too. I'm going to fuck the hell out of you, my darling granddaddy.'

He giggled a little as he watched her force his engorged crown into her swollen vulva. Her hairless little pussylips stretched tighter and tighter, trying to slip over the huge rim of his cockhead. It reminded him of someone trying to force the tight neck of a small balloon over a large orange, then he giggled again, knowing his granddaughter was trying to accomplish the impossible.

He reached out to her plum-sized breasts and tweaked her little nipples between the flesh of his fingers. He was quite surprised when they hardened with desire. Hell, he didn't know a girl this young was capable of such feeling. He rolled her pert little nipples between his fingertips, then Martha began to breathe extremely hard and fast as her little body began to tremble. It was almost as if she were about to lose control of her emotions. However, he continued to tease at her because he was certain she was only playing a delightful game of tempting his cock with that little pussy of hers.

'Well, come on!' he smiled into her lustful eyes. 'Stretch that little cunny over my cock. You're not going to stop now, are you?'

'No, I'm not going to stop,' she gasped between quickened heartbeats, allowing her aching pussy to dilate a little more before cramming his cock into her. 'Hell, I haven't even started.'

He watched her tightly stretched pussylips slip over his fleshy rim, then beads of sweat popped out on her forehead as she put her full weight on his stiff cock. The soft flesh of her protruding little pussymound had stretched to the very limits, engorging itself dramatically from the enormous cockhead it had swallowed. He couldn't help but think it looked somewhat like the swollen jaws of a chipmunk that had stored its food away. He felt her small entrance dilate with desire, then her grasping vagina tried to engulf his crown. He suddenly realized this was not a game for Martha-she fully intended to get his cock into her.

'Stop it, Martha!' he demanded, trying to push her away. 'Goddamn it! You're serious about this. Hell, this isn't a game at all.'

'I never inferred it was a game,' she groaned, pushing against his hands, not allowing him to force her cunny from his cockhead, then she crammed his fleshy meat farther into her entrance. 'I said I was going to fuck you, don't you remember?'

'I remember, but I thought you were joking,' he groaned as her tight entrance locked behind his rim. 'My God, baby, doesn't that hurt your little pussy?'

'Yes… oh… God! It hurts! My pussy's stinging like fire! It feels as if you're splitting me apart!' she gasped in tremendous pain, then relaxed for a second and pushed downward hard as possible. 'But it'll stop hurting once I get your cock into me and we start fucking.'

He watched in amazement as his thick shaft slowly disappeared into her hairless pussy, then he felt the extreme heat of that baby-type cuntal sheath. The picture of the preteen girl in his magazine suddenly became a very real thing. He'd thought it was some form of trick photography till this very moment, now he knew better. The little girl in the picture had been fucking an older man.