This is the last part in the series about a Grandfather’s travels with his Granddaughter. If you do not like this type of story about an older man making love with his young granddaughter, PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS STORY! If you do, then enjoy.
We headed north, my granddaughter and I, along the Alaskan Highway towards Watson Lake where we stopped for the first night. In the large diesel pusher, we made much fewer miles than on the Interstate down in the lower 48, because it was two lanes and the road was in much greater need of repair. It didn’t matter anyway, because for the first time in awhile it was just the two of us and I kind of missed that.
Our stay in Watson Lake was the last night of Mother Nature’s curse for Kristy and I was sure looking forward to our stop at Lairds Hot Springs. A relaxing soak in the warm pools and the later activities that I had planned were sure to get my juices flowing. We could re-introduce ourselves and get down to some good ol’ wholesome sex and I think she was as anxious as I was.
We stopped well before the sun went down as we needed to get some groceries and supplies for the coming week and Kristy hadn’t yet got her traveling legs under her and was as antsy as a young kid. After we shopped and got all stocked up on the necessities, we pulled the Jeep into the campground and put all of treasures away. Afterwards, we fixed dinner, cleaned up and sat by the fire outside and just talked and talked. Finally it was well past our bedtime, although the sun was a long way from setting, so we doused the fire and headed in to take our shower and go to bed.
As I was standing under the spray and just starting to lather up, Kristy stepped into the shower to join me. With one look at her gorgeous naked body, for cock started to twitch and swell and she couldn’t help but notice it. She smiled the most seductive smile imaginable and came right up to me and planted the biggest kiss on me that she could. The feeling of her nakedness against my nakedness sent a chill through my body as I drew her in to my embrace. At long last I felt content again with Kristy my love, pressing herself into me, inviting me to love her once again.
My mouth opened wide into her kiss and my arms encircled her as we pressed into each other in a mad display of lustfulness. I could feel her pubic mound that was growing out again tickle the upper part of my thighs as I pushed my erect cock into her stomach. Her mouth was wide open and her tongue was deep within my mouth, fencing with my tongue in a thrust and parry sort of way. My hands were all over her back and cheeks as they pulled her in even further into my body. Then in an instant, she was on her knees, staring up at me with the biggest smile on her face.
I stuttered as she licked the entire underside of my erect cock. She started at my balls with her mouth wide open and her wet tongue sticking out towards my rod. She was looking up into my eyes and she had a contented grin on her face. As she neared the head, she rose up higher on her knees and took it straight into her mouth. Her hands were on my chest as she backed away from my crotch but still left her mouth around my cock. Then, keeping clear of my body and legs, I felt just the inside of her throat as my erection was swallowed by this little minx.
Her lips were wide as they met around my pubic hair and she swallowed hard around cock. I could feel it rubbing up against her esophagus and it was squeezed and massaged by her throat muscles. Then she backed away and let her lips come together in a sucking motion as she brought it out of her throat and up to just the head being still in her mouth. She stopped to lick it all over and then she proceeded to take it all the way back down her throat.
I couldn’t believe what my granddaughter was doing to me but I swear I loved it more than life itself. The feeling was unbelievable having my cock absorbed by her throat muscles; having it stroked and squeezed in the most sensuous way by her talented mouth and throat. I was in heaven and was starting to feel the pressure build up in my loins. I thought, “Not yet, I want to feel this sensation completely,” but it wasn’t to be. I knew it was tough to stop the feeling once it begins and no matter how much I wanted it not to come, the inevitable was soon to make its appearance.
She knew it was time also by my moans, tightness and jerking, so she plunged it deep down her throat and kept it there as I shot my first and second roped down into her stomach. She took it as long as she could but when the third and fourth ropes escaped my cock, she took them in her mouth instead. As she swallowed hard the cum sitting in her mouth, she cleaned my cock completely with her lips and tongue and when she came up off of it, she smiled at me through those devilish eyes and said, “Well, that should hold you until tomorrow night,” and got back to her feet. She gave me the biggest hug in the whole world and asked me to soap her back.
I went to sleep that night with a feeling in my heart like I hadn’t felt since my wife passed away. The feeling of total love and contentment permeated my entire being as I slept next to this girl, my granddaughter Kristy, the new love of my life. I didn’t know what tomorrow might bring, but for this evening, for this moment in my life, I didn’t care. I had love in my heart and that was all that mattered.
We awoke the next morning refreshed and alive for the adventure that awaited us, so after we dressed and ate, we broke camp and headed on towards the Hot Springs. We made pretty good time and arrived at Lairds River by mid-afternoon. After securing a camping spot at the closest campgrounds, we changed into our swim suits and headed for the Springs for a dip.
They were extremely warm when you first got in, but after soaking for a minute or two, you could handle the twenty minute maximum stay with little problem. They say that the Hot Springs had some medicinal qualities that can bring out the youth in you and I was about to test the tales in the most extreme way. As we were heading back towards the coach, Kristy whispered in my ear that she had seen the last of Mother Nature for an entire month. I quickened my pace a bit and she laughed at my anxiousness.
As we got back to the coach and were climbing the stairs, Kristy went before me into the coach and I couldn’t resist giving her a little goose to her rear end, right into her crotch and she squealed and jumped up into the coach. I followed her with a broad grin on my face as she danced away playfully. She was ready and so was I. I missed these moments of intimacy so much the last month or so and I was looking forward to this time alone with my loving granddaughter.
I caught her easily after I closed the door to the coach and took her into my arms and held her lightly. Looking down into her radiantly glowing face, I was smitten with the love that I felt for this girl and I had to show her just how much I loved her. So I bent down and scooped her into my arms and carried her into the bedroom. Depositing her there by the bed, I took off my swimsuit and reached for the ties to her top.
I untied the ties around her neck and let the top fall free from her small little breasts. This tiny little girl would never have large breasts but the size never mattered to me. Her breasts were firm and perky, just a handful and her nipples seemed always stiff and at attention. They were proportioned perfectly to her body and she was so willing to show them to me that I just couldn’t take my lustful eyes off of them.
As her top slid down to her waist, my hands engulfed her breasts as I squeezed them into my palms and then rubbed her nibbled with my opened hands. She threw back her head and closed her eyes in acceptance and I began to pinch the little nubbins between my thumbs and forefingers. I then bent down and took one and then the other in between my lips and sucked on each briefly. She licked her lips and moaned just a little as she thrust out her chest into my mouth.
I right hand went down to her crotch area and settled into her pubic area. Her breath caught in her throat in a quick inhale and she moved her hips a little in an inviting push as she opened her legs just a little. I found the wetness between her legs and I wondered if it was her excitement or the hot springs that caused it but at that moment I didn’t care. All I knew was that she was moaning and thrusting her hips into my finger and that I had the most luscious tasting breast between my lips and it didn’t matter what made her crotch wet. What mattered was what I was going to do about it.
I pushed down inside her swimsuit bottoms as her knees buckled just a bit and she pulled her hips away from the excitement of my hand. Then, just as emphatically, she reversed herself and opened her hips upward into my probing finger as she threw her head once more back and in a loud voice cried, “Oh yes, Gramps.”
I was encouraged by her oral response and drove my hand down between her legs and inserted my finger up her vagina all the way as far as it would go. This brought another scream of pleasure from her lips as she spread her legs out wide to allow further exploration. I obliged her unspoken request with a second finger finding her rectum and plunging it into her rose bud dry. She screamed out in pain this time and as she pulled away, I grabbed her bottoms and pulled them down around her knees.
She was mad with lust as she kicked off her bottoms and threw herself back into my arms. Ramming her tongue deep within my mouth, she moaned and drove her tongue all over the inside of my orifice. I was equally as turned on so I pushed her backwards onto the bed until she was lying flat upon her back with me on top of her. I was devouring her mouth with mine and my hand was roughly mashing down on her crotch.
I then started to go down on her with my mouth but she stopped me by pulling on my shoulders. I looked up at her frenzied face and knew instantly that she didn’t want that kind of stimulus at this time. All she wanted was to feel my hard cock as it went in to her vagina and bottom out at her cervix. She was mad with lust and I was only too glad to oblige her. So I rearranged myself on my knees, placed my cock right at the entrance of her sloppy wet canal and then with all of my weight pressing downward, I plunged my cock into her opening with such force it caused her to cry out with pure pleasure.
As I forcefully separated the walls of her vagina with my sudden insertion, I could feel her tense up and resist me out of surprise. But after I bottomed out into her cervix, she cried out again but in a total different way this time. “OH MY GOD YES GRAMPS!!” she screamed into my ear. “YES OH YES” She cried out. I withdrew my plunge until just the head of my cock was still in her and then I thrust it back in as hard and as far as I could. Her response was duplicated but even more so as she cried out again, “OH GOD GRAMPS, YES HARDER, HARDER!!” and flung herself into my thrust.
Now we were slamming into each other with no thought to the well being of each other. All that mattered was the moment of lustful stimulation of ones own self. I could feel the urging deep within my loins but I didn’t care. All that mattered to me was the sensation that I felt as my cock continued to slide in and out of her tunnel. I was trying to rub the sensation out of my cock but the more I rubbed it on her walls, the more it needed rubbed.
As I built up to my release and started to tense my body, I could feel her do the same. Both us were breathing rapidly with sharp, gasping breathes as it continued to build and build. Then, just as you thought that it could not build any further, my cock erupted into a pulsating canon of juices, squirting deep into her vagina, over and over again. My eyes were tightly closed, my breath was squeezed out of my lungs in a rush, as I released my pent up emotions out the end of my cock in a repeating rope of sperm.
She was taking every drop of me into her waiting, cum hungry vagina and giving back with every slamming motion of her hips. She was driving herself madly into my groin, impaling herself on my stiff, pulsating cock and begging for more. Her release came just after mine but was as furious in nature. When she released her breath out of her lungs, she did so in a wild, animal like scream. It continued as she rammed herself into me with wild abandonment until the urgency started to subside. Then it was a slowing, sliding motion and then it stopped all together.
I lay on top of her; spent, exhausted and totally out of it, for I don’t know how long. She didn’t seem to mind even if she was aware of my presence at that moment. My flaccid cock slowly slipped out of her and I did slide off as well. She didn’t seem to know when and neither did I. We were both asleep for the entire night, a well deserved night of rest and contentment.
The following morning I awoke to my loving granddaughter, my sweet Kristy, cuddling up to me with her arms around my shoulders. “Good morning,” she purred into my ear. “Did you have as wonderful of a night’s sleep as I did?”
“Um, yeah I did,” I whispered back in the most contented voice. “It was a wonderful night, wasn’t it?” I said in agreement. “It was the perfect night, one that I will always cherish.”
We continued to snuggle for a half hour or so and then we got up, showered and dressed and went out to fix our breakfast. We planned our day of driving the Whitehorse and securing another campsite and then deciding what we wanted to see. The options were almost limitless. There were the museums in Whitehorse, the jumping off point during the Alaskan Gold Rush, a day trip to Skagway, Alaska and then a ferry ride to Haines and another day threw Haines Junction and back to Whitehorse or we could venture up to Dawson City and take the Top of the World Highway, like Cory had suggested.
We opted for a day’s museum tour followed by the next trip to Skagway, a ferry ride to Haines and then the loop back to Whitehorse. We would take the Jeep on the trip to Skagway and stop at a motel if need be. We had all the time in the world and there was no reason to rush. Besides, I kind of liked the idea of stopping off at a motel with my granddaughter. It made me feel almost naughty.
We set up the coach for a three day stay just in case we needed it, and went out to dinner that evening and coming back to the campground, we decided to go to bed early and this time go to sleep. The next morning, we went to the Mining Museum, the Transportation Museum and the Old Log Church Museum. None of these were a “must see” as far as museums go, but we got a lot of history and local culture out of them and they were worth the price of admission. But by the time we got through, I, at least was ready to hit the road the next morning and head the Jeep towards Skagway.
Following down the canyon towards the tiny town of Skagway was an adventure all of its own. We followed down the White Pass and a river to its head at the Lynn Canal and there sat the old gold mining town that sent many a miner off to the gold fields. What a quaint little town we discovered, from the Old Jumping Off Inn and Bar to the mining assay offices of Skagway, Alaska. It had so much charm it was right out of the “North to Alaska” novel.
We could’ve spent much more time there but I did make a purchase of a gold nugget necklace for Kristy at a pretty good price I thought. But our reservation for the ferry was non-refundable so we had to meet the deadline and off we went to the town of Haines.
After a 45 minute ferry ride, we disembarked at the town pier and motored onto the main drag. It was a quaint town, a big fishing village actually and we stopped to walk around and look at the sites. Since it was getting late in the afternoon, after only a few stops into unique little shops, we decided to go check into a motel for the evening.
We picked a nice one of many that occupied the strip and checked in and then went to feast on a fresh salmon dinner. Kristy had never been that fond of sea food but I talked her into trying the salmon. With her first bite I could tell that she was in love with it. Something about the freshness of the Alaskan King that makes it superb.
After finishing our meal, Kristy seemed a little quiet for some reason, almost melancholy for a change. I was about to inquire if she was feeling alright when she slipped her arm into mine and cuddled her cheek against my shoulder. She then looked up at me and smiled and said softly, “Let’s go back to the room and make love, Gramps, okay?” I didn’t say a word but headed back towards the motel.
I opened the door for her and she walked through into the room. “I think I’ll go in and take a bath and get all clean for you Gramps,” Kristy said with a twinkle in her eye. “Do you want to join me?”
I thought for a brief moment and then I answered, “Sure if you want me to come in with you, I’d love to take a nice relaxing soak with my favorite girl. In fact I’ll go on in and get the water started and jump in if that’s alright with you.”
She smiled and nodded her head as she went to the closet to get her night things out. I went into the bath room, turned on the lights and my mouth dropped open. What I saw was a large, deep, two-person Jacuzzi tub with jets and everything. I hadn’t seen it when we came in to leave our stuff; in fact I hadn’t even been into the bath room, so I was amazed at the size of the tub. I turned on the water and started to fill it up. While it was filling, I shaved and brushed my teeth and by the time it was getting full, I put some of the bubble bath that was there into the water, stripped naked and jumped in to wait for my granddaughter.
I was starting to relax into the warm swirling water when Kristy open the door and walked through to stand next to the tub. She looked down at me sitting there with bubbles up to my chin and asked, “Are you comfy? It looks so inviting.” The she then proceeded to untie the sash that held her robe together and as it slipped open, my heart skipped a beat.
I have seen Kristy nude on many occasions, mostly leading up to love making. Although I never tired of seeing her young firm body, this time was totally awesome. As the silky robe slithered down her shoulders revealing the tips of her breasts to me and then her stomach, my breath caught in my throat and I had to shallow hard to clear it when she exposed her full body to me in all of it’s glorious beauty.
The curve of her hips, the tightness of her abdomen, her slender long legs and the softest growth of hair at their junction was a thing of unbelievable beauty. She blushed a little knowing that she was under my close inspection but as she stepped into the bubbles, she turn away and sat down right in front of where I was sitting. I spread my legs as she scooted her butt back to my crotch and laid back into my chest. We both relaxed as we settled into a blissful mode of tranquility.
I felt more relaxed and content then I have felt in a long time sitting there supporting my loving granddaughter with my chest: feeling her soft skin against mine. I would gently run my hands over her arms and caress her tummy and legs as she molded herself into me. I suddenly felt like humming so after a few bars, she cuddled even further into me and ran her hand up onto my arm and gently stroked it.
Subconsciously, I was thinking how happy I was as I let my hands flow freely over her body. I wasn’t touching her in a sexual way but just a gentle soothing manner that told her that I was there and that I loved her. As I slowly started drifting away into the land of blissful slumber, my touch became more erotic as my hands roamed into sensitive places. I was brought out of my dozing by a slight sigh from Kristy’s lips and I found that I was brushing my hand on her nipple.
She turned her head slightly and tried to kiss me awake, but I was too far away to reach her mouth. My hand squeezed her breast a little and she ran her cheek against my chin. “I love it when you touch me Gramps. You always know where to touch, how hard to press and how gentle to caress me. I’m amazed at your ability to read me,” she said as she closed her eyes.
“And I love to touch you Kristy. I love to stroke and caress your soft skin, your hard nipples and your silky smooth hair down there,” I said, running my hand down between her legs. She giggled a little but spread her legs out enough to allow my hand room to roam. But instead, I just made a teasing touch to excite her as I returned my hand to her breast.
“Gramps, what do you love about me?” she asked in earnest.
After thinking for a brief second, I said, “Well, the biggest reason I love you is the fact that you don’t sweat much for a fat girl.”
“GRAMPS!” she screamed and moved her hand down behind her and grabbed my cock.
“Okay, okay, I was kidding,” I said grabbing her hand on my privates.
“Be serious. I asked a serious question and I want a serious answer,” she exclaimed.
“Okay, I’m sorry,” I said as I contemplated the question seriously. After a few seconds I told her, “I love you most because of your openness I guess. You have always been so honest and brutally open with me and our relationship. Ever since the very first time we made love back at the Tetons, you were totally above board and truthful about what we were doing. I admired that then and I admire that quality in you now.”
I stopped and thought a second about what else I loved about her. “I love you spirit, your sense of adventure. You are willing to try anything, both sexually and other wise. You had to take it in your butt back in Minnesota and even though it about killed you, you had to give it a try. Of course I love your absolute beauty. Kristy, I know you don’t think so but let me say it again; you are a beautiful young woman. Facially, I would put you up against any other girl your age. I mean, my God, Kristy, just look at you. Everything about you is beautiful.”
Kristy was blushing just a little hearing these compliments. She knew that she wasn’t ugly but she never thought of herself as being beautiful either. But, as they say, “Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder” and in my eyes, she was the most beautiful thing on earth.
“I love your slim body. I know that you don’t particularly like your breast size but I think they are perfect. Your Grandma had smaller breasts and I loved them also. I guess that I like women with breasts that aren’t so big that they detract from her otherwise attractive features, which yours don’t. Let me tell you, they are just right for this guy,” I told her reassuringly.
“I love your trim figure, your curves, your hips, your long thin legs. I love your long blond hair; the way that it cascades down around your shoulders.” I continued. Now I was on a roll, trying to tell her all of the features that I adored about her. I was afraid that I would leave something out so as I thought of another one, I hurriedly spilled it out so I could move on to the next.
“I love your mind Kristy; it is so full and deep. You have a mind that matches your sense of adventure. It is curious yet reasonable, full of wonderment but down to earth; so mature yet so childlike at the same time. I love being around you in every way. You are not like any other sophomore I have ever met in twenty some years of teaching. You are special,” I concluded.
She sat where she was for the longest time, not saying a word. Then I noticed a single tear run down her cheek and fall down to her chest. She suddenly sat up, turned over and threw herself into me with a big kiss as the tears began to flow. I guess she liked my answers to her question because they were all true.
She flew her arms around my neck as she kissed me deeply and passionately. She flattened her breasts into my chest as she slipped her knees between my legs. I could feel her pubic hair grind into my stomach as she pressed forward. My hands went naturally to her butt and as I pulled her into my groin, I spread her cheeks, opening up her rose bud and her vagina.
Her passion was getting out of control so I tried to slow her down a little. “Kristy,” I said in between her kisses, “let’s take it easy and make it last as long as we can, okay.”
“Ok…ay,” she stammered while kissing my mouth with hers. But I could tell that she wasn’t about to comply without some help. So, releasing my grip on her butt, I moved both hands up to her chest and pushed her away a little. She rose up off of me but straightened her knees just enough to cause her breasts to go up to my mouth area. Once there, she lowered herself down so her nipples were right in front of my lips. What could I do, I opened my mouth and welcomed one in.
Taking it between my lips, I sucked on it gently, running my tongue around on it in between tugs with my lips. Using my teeth gently, I started to nibble on it, sending her into a continuing buildup as I lowered my other hand down between her legs from the rear. She moaned softly as she spread her hips apart and bent slightly at the waist, sticking her butt back into the intrusion. With a slight touch, I ran my finger along her entire crack, just brushing her sensitive areas.
She moaned louder this time as she wiggled her hips in an effort to make better contact with my teasing finger as it ran ever so gently over her two holes. She was going wild with this pubic stimulation I was manually giving her but every time she moved her hips down to make contact with it, her nipple would slip out of my mouth. She was getting more and more frustrated by the decision she was faced with so she threw herself upward, grabbing my hand with hers and forcing it into her crotch.
I withdrew my finger from her crotch but she was determined to get some satisfaction so, scrambling to her feet, she put one foot out to the side of my hips and the other to the other side, bent her knees and shoved her bubbly, hair covered pussy up to my mouth and begged, “Put your tongue into me Gramps, please, eat my pussy.”
I blew hard to get the suds free from her hair and then I stuck out my tongue and ran it up her slit. She moaned loudly and she collapsed into my oral assault. As she melted herself forward, she spread her hips even further apart and rotated them into my tongue. I separated her lips with my tongue and probed deeply into her channel. Dragging it from her vaginal opening upward to her hood node, I licked her entire slit with my broad pleasure giver and she responded with a buckling of the knees and a gasp from her open mouth that told me that she wanted more.
I stuck my tongue as deeply as I could into her opening, spreading my saliva wherever my tongue went. Then, I extracted it and ran it up to her clitoris where it was hiding temporarily under its cover. Coaxing it out with my lips, I gently took it between them and started to suck on it. A pleasurable groan escaped her lips as she pressed further into my mouth with her hips. She was in heaven with my oral assault on her sensitive node, but that all was about to change.
A shriek left her mouth as I inserted my finger up into her wet vagina and started to wiggle it around, searching for her G-spot. When I found it just where I knew it should be, I pressed on it firmly and started to message it all over its roughness. Again an even louder “YES” came from her open mouth as she tossed her head from side to side. She was arching her back and was starting to pull on her own breast, trying to stimulate herself even further.
The tipping point came when I inserted a digit into her rose bud. Feeling the moisture flowing from her vaginal discharge, I scooped up some on my free finger and ran it up to and into her rectum. It went in freely and soon was buried as far as it would go. As I started to pump my hand up and down into her accepting holes, she started rocking back and forth in unison with my hand. It became more rapid and more urgent with every thrust of the hand and then it was pumping into her crotch as fast and as hard as I could.
Her vagina was sloppy wet with juices as I plunged my finger as far as it would reach. My other finger felt the softness of her rectal walls as it rotated around and around in its confines. Then she started to tense up her muscles around the intruders as her orgasm built up to its crescendo of emotions. At her heights, she was squeezing down hard on my hand, almost if she was forcing a bowel movement and then she released her pent up emotions into a gigantic orgasm that vibrated the water as much as the Jacuzzi did.
With her mouth wide open and her eyes tightly shut, she forced her release out through her vagina in a massive flood of fluids and spewed all over my hand and lower arm. She was ramming her crotch into my digital assault as hard as she could, demanding that I pump harder with my fingers and faster as she tilted her head back and cried out to the heavens. Then as she was coming down, she released my fingers from her openings, pulled on my arms and tried to set me on the edge of the tub.
She was on her knees in an instant and was trying to ram my cock into her eager mouth but was having trouble getting that low. So I suggested that we get out and go to our bed where we would have all of the room in the world. She didn’t even dry off but grabbed me by the hand and drug me into the bedroom. Throwing me down on my back with my legs hanging over the side, she threw herself down on my erect cock and took it all the way down into her throat in one gulp.
I could feel the sensation of it stretching her throat as she swallowed in down, then she withdrew and sucked on the head with her lips. She placed her fist around the shaft and rotated her grip on it as her hand slid up and down. She looked into my eyes and made a face. Her look was one of lust as she opened her mouth wide and impaled it back down into her throat. She stroked it in tiny little strokes as it was buried deep down her esophagus, running it back and forth just a little as she swallowed hard to stimulate the feeling. Then withdrawing it again and running her fist around on the head, she said in a lustful voice, “I want you to shoot your stuff all the way down my throat. I want to gag on your cum. I want you to shoot it all over my mouth. I can’t get enough of your cock down my throat,” as she plunged back down with her mouth. This time she didn’t stop until her lips were resting on my pubic hair. I was going mad with lust.
When she withdrew it a third time and started licking the head, she detected a jerk in my cock and she knew it was getting close. So she took it into her mouth once again but this time she didn’t take it down her throat but kept her lips on it as she sucked the sperm right out the end. It started with an explosion and erupted into a full fledge expulsion of seminal fluid that shook my very foundation. She swallowed my first deposit that splashed on the back of her throat and then she swallowed the erupting cock as it spewed forth with one rope after another. I had arched my back and was holding my breath in an uncontrollable contorted mass of emotions as I continued to send rope after rope shooting down her throat with force. I can’t remember ever climaxing so much and so hard. Then it was over and I laid there totally spent.
Sometime after she finished me off, she crawled up into my arms and drifted off also. When I awoke, she was laying there with her eyes closed, totally content. I raised my head a little and she cooed to me, “That was nice Gramps. That was really nice.” She placed her hand down on my limp noodle and teased me by adding, “I’ll let it rest for awhile but don’t think I’m through with it just yet. I’ve still got an itch that only it can scratch,” and giggled.
I sighed and said, “What am I going to do with you.”
She answered, “I don’t know but I’ll think of something.”
We must have drifted off because when I awoke again, I was spooning my Kristy and my erect cock was poking her right in the butt and she was stirring back to life. I drew her into me warmly and I cuddled her closer. My cock pressed between her legs and ran up into her slit. She sighed in return as she moved her butt backwards. My cock felt the dampness of her vagina as she rolled over onto her stomach. She raised her hips up off the bed and invited me in.
Getting on my knees behind her, I placed my stiff cock right at her opening and slow inserted it into her confines. As it slid in, forcing it way between the tight vaginal walls, she moaned out loud and pushed back with her hips. I buried it all the way in and I stopped with my legs tight against her butt cheeks. I rested it there for a second or two then I started my withdrawal. When I had it nearly out of her entirely, I started back in but this time a little faster and with more force. Again I withdrew and again I put it back into her, faster and faster until I was slamming into her with all my strength.
She was accepting every thrust of my hips with an equal thrust back with her own. I was slapping at her butt with my balls as I was ramming it deep into her pussy. There was no reason to worry about an early climax at this point because the early experience had curbed my pent up desires. But my stiff cock was ready to be prodded onward so prod it I did.
After a few moments of doing it “doggie style”, she let it fall out and rolled over onto her back. As she situated herself with her legs spread wide, she said to me in the most seductive voice, “Make love with me Gramps. I want you to bring me to a glorious climax very slowly. I love you Gramps, I love you so much.”
I used all of my skills as a lover to prolong the experience for her. I changed the angle of penetration several times to bring her almost to the point. Then, switching positions again, I would stimulate another area or part of her anatomy to show her a complete other sensation that brought her exquisite enjoyment. Finally, after an hour or so of slow meaningful love making, both of us were nearing sexual exhaustion and frustration and we knew it was time to consummate the night’s activities.
As I slid her legs apart and up over her chest, I placed my entire weight down on her pussy in the form of my cock. It was so well lubricated from the non-stop loving and sexual activities, I felt little resistance as I entered her wanting vagina. I began sawing my cock against her clitoral area and placed my pubic bone against hers. This brought out the lights in the sky for both of us and after a few more probing penetrations of my well used cock, I felt the familiar urge start to build. She sensed it too and we each reached our somewhat subdues orgasm simultaneously. We fell asleep in each others arm for good that evening. It was 3:30 in the morning and we were exhausted but satisfied.
We staggered out of the motel and onto the Haines Highway heading north the next morning both feeling very sleepy but more content than ever in our lives. We joined back up with the Alaskan Highway and proceeded on our journey. We visited the Kenai Peninsula, taking in Stewart, Homer and the town of Kenai and then went up to Anchorage for a few days. We visited the Denali National Park for a week and actually saw Mount McKinley on the third and fifth day. We ventured up to Fairbanks and stayed at a nice park up there and by the middle of July we decided that it was about time to start back down to Dawson Creek.
On the way, I received a telephone call from my daughter, Kathy. I looked at Kristy and told her who it was from. She asked me not to answer it but I told her that I had to so I pushed “Talk” and said, “Hi there Sweetheart,” and looked as Kristy rolled her eyes.
“Where are you?” she asked immediately.
By her tone I was cautious not to answer truthfully so I answered with a question, “How’s London anyway?”
“Where are you Daddy?” she repeated with a demanding tone in her voice.
“Why we are in Montana right now, but we are heading down to Colorado, why?” I lied until I knew what was up.
“I want you to bring Kristy home right now!” she demanded.
“Kathy, what’s wrong?” I insisted.
“Daddy, just bring her home now!” she insisted back. “I’ve got to talk to her, in person that’s all,” and broke down into a crying fit.
I was upset hearing my daughter crying uncontrollably so I asked again, “Kathy Sweetheart, tell you father what’s wrong.”
“Oh it’s Bill. He wants to leave me for another woman; an attendant that he’s been seeing for last five years. He says he does love me anymore and he hasn’t in a long time,” she stopped to sob hysterically for a moment. “Oh Daddy, he wants a divorce!” she said bursting into tears.
“Kathy, you had no idea this was happening,” I asked with a little disbelief in my tone. “It really doesn’t surprise me,” I said, covering the phone and mouthing to Kristy, “Your Dad wants a divorce.”
“It’s about time,” she said under her breath.
I switched the phone to microphone so that Kristy could hear what was going on as Kathy demanded once again, “Daddy, I want you to bring Kristy home right this very second, do you understand?”
“Kathy, it’s not that simple, I’ve made reservations and commitments and all and I just can’t…”
“Bring her home NOW!” she said with such force that my blood started to boil.
I spoke very slowly and very thoughtfully as I said, “Kathy, I will bring her home as soon as it is convenient to do so but not an instant earlier do I make myself clear?” She disconnected the call and I was left with a vacant line.
“I don’t want to go back to her Gramps. Please don’t force me to go back to her, please,” she pleaded with me.
“I’m not going to take you back to her,” I paused for a second and then added, “ever again. Kristy, we’re about to make the biggest decision we will ever make in our lives. I want you to think carefully before you answer, okay?”
She looked scared, confused and disbelieving but she listened to what I had to say intently. “Kristy, I think we should drop off the face of the earth,” I blurted out. The look on her face was shock but interest.
“It will take some thought and a great deal of planning but we can literally become personas non gratis. We can really drop out of sight for all the world knows. I’ve got enough money that I can take it all out of the U.S. Banks and deposit it over seas. I can have my retirement accounts go to that account. I can sell the motor coach and the Jeep and buy another with the cash. We can virtually cease to exist. What do you think about that? Then we could live together and you can take care of me in my old age,” I said, trying to bring some levity to the subject.
She didn’t hesitate one second before she threw herself around my neck causing me to swerve off the road. I found a safe place to pull over and continue the planning and tried to bring Kristy’s mind into the reality of what we were doing and saying.
We had to move rapidly before Kathy had the State Police looking for us. We had to get back over the border and into the United States and leave all records to show that we were in the U.S. Then we would have to find a way back into Canada illegally a set up residence with Cory until we decided where to go.
As we pulled up in front of Cory’s cabin the next day, I had filled Cory in on what we were doing and he was on board with the plan. He waited to inform us that Cathy had decided that to take him up on his offer to stay there at his cabin indefinitely and be his live in other. They had started sleeping together right after we left them and they had formed their own relationship that had all the makings of a long lasting one.
We headed for Oregon and to an RV dealership there on I-5 that I knew would buy my coach for cash. I took a beating on it but at least it was sold as was my Jeep an hour later. I bought a cheap little car that would make it up to the border with part of the proceeds, stopped by the Bank of America branch to close my account. I directed the funds to be bank drafted to a Gold Dealer who had been directed to ship the 65 pounds of gold bullion up to Cory. I then called a bank in the Bahamas and directed them to receive my direct deposits and I would write a check from that account as needed. I had covered my bases with a little thought and imagination and now all we need to do was to get over the Canadian border without showing our passports.
We drove to the border and abandoned the unregistered car near the border. We waited until around midnight until I saw a vehicle approach sporting a missing headlight. It was Cory and as he got there, we simply walked 50 yards across into Canada onto a parallel road, got in and we started the long drive back up to Dawson Creek. We had pulled it off for now.
When we arrived back at Cory’s cabin late that next afternoon, we had to carry both of the exhausted girls into the cabin. Then it hit us, where would we sleep. Cory only had one bed in his cabin. Cathy, being only partly awake thought about it for a second and then suggested that we all sleep in one bed, Cory’s king sized bed. I reminded her that I slept in the nude and she coyly stated, “That’s okay, so do we,” and led the way to his bedroom. She looked over her shoulder at us and then pulled her top over her head. She turned around as her hands went to the hook of her bra and in one instant it fell away from her breasts. She looked at us again and slid her jeans down to the floor.
I looked at Cory and he at looked me and we both shrugged our shoulders and smiled. Cathy then inserted her fingers into the waistband of her white panties and slipped them down over her hips to the floor. She looked at us once more with this “come and get it” sort of look and slid under the covers. Cory and I followed her into the room with Kristy in tow, giggling as she slyly added, “Four in a bed could be fun.” As she stripped off her clothing and stood before us nude, she said, “Move over Cathy, I know how wild you can get.” I thought to myself that I was about to start a brand new phase in my life as my cock began to grow.
P.S. This concludes this series of Gramps and Kristy. It had to end sometime and I think that this is as good a place and time as any. In the authors mind anyway, they lived out their lives in blissful love making and contentment. The author would like to express his gratitude for all of the kind comments that he has received concerning this series and he looks forward to writing more love stories with sexual scenes in them rather than just a sexy story. 2stfauther