Perverts 'R' Us

My Wonderful Pop Pop

By Bruce the Las Vegas Lipsmacker ( M/g, oral, 1st )

Hi, my name is Amy. I remember being a little happy 10-year-old girl. I used to jump around in the back seat when my Mom drove me to my grandpop and grandma's house. I loved them so much. My grandparents used to let me get away with anything. When I went home I couldn't have any fun, I had no brothers or sisters and hardly any toys. But, when I was at my grandparents house, I was allowed to do just about anything. I always went home with new toys and clothes.

"Remember Amy, behave and listen to your grandma and grandpop. They are very old. Your grandma is 65 and your grandpop is 70. They can't be running around after you all the time."

"I know, I know, I always listen to them. Even though Grandpop is older, he still likes to have fun and play with me. Grandma is usually in her garden or sleeping."

"Well, just behave and do everything they tell you to do."

"I will, Mom, I always do."

My Mom's name was Betty and she was sure glad she had a safe place to leave me. She trusted her mom and dad. I later found out that my Pop Pop wasn't really my grandfather. Her mom married Mike when my mom was a senior in high school and he had always been a good guy. She felt he used to stare at her a little too much but, he never did any thing inappropriate. Anyway, that was 15 years earlier when Mike was 55, he had more energy then. Mom pulled up to their ranch and I ran out the car door. Mom waved at my Pop Pop and took off for the weekend. Grandpop always looked forward to my visits.

"Where is Grandma, Grandpop?"

"Shhh, quiet, she is sleeping. We have to be very quiet. Where's my hug?"

I lifted my arms to my Grandpop and the old bastard was filled with energy. He lifted me up and rested my butt on his left arm and with his right hand he grabbed and squeezed my right butt cheek.

"Open your mouth." said the old man.

He had taught me to kiss him with my tongue when no one was around. I had to do chores when I visited him and he would do certain things for me and buy me toys and clothes. We sucked on each other's tongues. When Mike had enough he put me down. I had been trained to stop doing what grandpop wanted only when he said it was enough.

Sometimes I did not feel like doing things but my Grandpop would get mad and yell. I did not like to see that side of my Pop. So I always did what my Pop told me to do. Plus, my mom always said to listen and be a good girl.

"Did you wash your ass? Like I told you, to do, before you come over?"

"Yes, Pops."

Mike lifted me up. I only weighed about 69 pounds back then. He had me stand on the counter in the kitchen, facing the cabinets. I knew what he wanted so I turned around and stuck my little butt out. He pulled off my little white panties and threw them at the wall, like if he was a boy getting rid of a candy wrapper. He was a tall man so when I stuck my butt out it was the perfect height for his mouth.

He put both hands on my butt cheeks and spread them. He stuck his tongue in my but and licked the hole. He loved my little asshole, he said it was so perfect and clean. He lapped it up like if it was an ice cream cone.

"Pop, can't we do this on the floor. I'm afraid I'll fall. It's scary up here."

"Shut up, we have to do it this way my fucking knees are killing me. If I get down on my knees they might lock up. Keep your fucking mouth shut."

I loved my grandpop. Whenever he was turned on he would cuss and use bad language towards me. So, I knew he wasn't mad. I loved getting licked by my Pop. I didn't at first, but he said I would the more he did it, and he was right. I was scared the first time he did it, but he didn't care.

"Turn around, time to get your pussy licked. Put your left foot on my shoulder. Pull my hair if you have to, to keep your balance."

"Pop, where's Ma Ma? I don't want her to catch us."

"Your grandma is in bed, she is taking a nap. She took her sleeping pills, believe me she is out cold."

Old Mike loved looking at my little closed pussy slit. It was so pretty, tiny, and bald. Little did I know, he had decided he would fuck it that night. He started to lick the closed slit. He liked to lick the outside part first, because it made me push my pussy into his face. I wanted the tongue in the slit. My inner folds and hood were where I liked his tongue to be. Once I felt his old tongue enter my privates I would roll my eyes and moan. I pressed my little pussy against my Pop's mouth, pulled his hair and had my left foot on his shoulder. I leaned back on the cabinets.

"Ahmmmmmm yeah."

Pop Pop took his mouth off for a second. "Shhh, keep your fucking mouth shut." Mike whispered.

Then he went back to making out with my pussy. Mike loved eating my little pussy as much as I loved getting it eaten out. He lapped, licked and sucked on my little pussy, like if he was trying hard to get some kind of nectar out of it. His tongue was big and fat, kind of wide-looking. I was holding his hair with my right hand and biting down on my left hand to keep from making noise. I started to gyrate my hips. I was shaking and moving.

Oh I felt so good. No girl I went to school with felt this good. I wished I could tell them, but my Pop Pop told me I couldn't tell anyone. He held me steady by holding my hips tight. The licking never stopped. I came hard.

"Oooooooooooooooo. Uh uh ah ah, yeah."

My little body went limp. I leaned over on Mike's head. He put me gently on the floor. I stood holding on to the counter with my eyes closed. I felt my Pop's hand pressing my shoulder down. I kneeled in front of him. He unzipped his pants and pushed them and his underwear down. He held his cock and pressed it against my perfect full little lips. I opened up my mouth and started to suck. Just like my grandpop taught me. I sucked and sucked. Bobbed my pretty little head back and forth. I put both my hands on the middle of his adult cock and pumped. He was looking at me with his old wrinkled hands on his waist.

"I wonder how Grandpop will finish this time?" I thought to myself as I sucked off the 70-year-old pervert. I worked hard on the old man. He always took a long time to shoot his stuff. I didn't like it at first, but over the last year I had got used to the taste and looked forward to eating it. My Pop always bought me whatever I wanted and let me stay up late. I felt so loved by my Pop Pop.

My Pop grabbed his dick with his right hand and I let go of it. He put his left hand on the top of my head and pulled my hair a little so I wouldn't move.

"It's time for my Pop to shoot." I said to myself and smiled up at him with an open mouth.

"Little fuckin' whore." Mike said to himself. He started to stroke his cock hard and felt his sperm coming up.

"Keep your mouth open; don't fuckin' move." Mike whispered.

Old Mike loved cumming on my face and in my mouth. Today he decided to cum on my nose and lips with the first hard shots and then when it started to slim out he put it directly in my mouth.

"Here it comes, bitch. Fuck." The 70-year-old bastard fed me his old cum. It shot out on my lips and nose just like he wanted it to. When he was turned on he could still shoot it. After the shooting slowed down, he rested his pee slit on my bottom lip, so it could drain on my pink tongue. Once he married my Ma Ma, he stopped fucking her. He just wasn't attracted to her. But, for some reason he was attracted to me.

"Show me the cum, whore. Good girl. Now swallow. Smile real big. Good girl. OK, sweetheart, open up and wait." Mike turned and got a clean spoon off the counter. He scooped up the cum that was on my nose and fed it to me.

"There you go. Good girl. Yum yum. Didn't that taste good?"

I nodded my head and said, "Yum yum. Thank you, Grandpop." He trained me to always say "Yum yum." Why, I have no idea. The cum didn't taste bad, but it didn't taste good either. I just did it to make him happy. I liked making him happy.

"Stick your tongue out and get what is on your upper lip, honey. There you go. Get it all. Open up, I have to make sure it's all gone. That's a good girl. OK, I'm going to go take a nap. Why don't you watch some TV and don't make noise."

Mike went to his room to lay down for a bit. He had his own bedroom. He took off all his clothes but his boxers. He lay on top of the blankets and went to sleep.

Two hours later he woke up and went to check up on his wife. He was not attracted to her anymore, but he did care for her. She was sitting up and looked terrible. "Hon, would you like something to eat or drink?" Mike said.

"Can I have some water and chicken soup?" The old sick lady said.

"Coming right up, Dear." Mike walked to the family room and saw me sleeping on the sofa. He went up to me and put his hand in my panties and rubbed my pussy slit. I woke up and smiled at my Pop. Mike never looked at my face; he just continued to slide his finger up and down my little slit. He took his finger off my little pussy and put it in his mouth, he walked to the kitchen sucking on it.

I got up and followed my Pop like a happy puppy. "Do you need any help, Pop?"

"Yeah, I'm going to take your grandma some bottled water. You, get out the can opener and open up a can of chicken soup. Put it in a pan and put it on the stove. Turn the heat up a little. I'll be right back."

"OK, Pop."

Mike took his wife the water and said to her. "Honey, I just want to let you know that your daughter dropped off Amy for us to watch for the weekend."

"No, I am tired. I don't want kids here. I am not feeling well. Keep her quiet and out of my room."

"OK, sweetheart. She is a good girl. I'll tell her to play quietly and to leave you alone." Mike walked out of his wife's bedroom and to the kitchen. He checked me out from behind as I was heating up the soup. He stood staring at me.

"Hey, listen Amy. Your grandma is not feeling well, so we have to be very quiet. Don't make any noise. If you want to play loud, go play outside in the back yard. Is the soup done?"

"Yes, Pop." I poured it into a bowl and Mike picked it up and took it to his wife. But, first he crushed a few more sleeping pills and put them in. He took the soup to my Ma Ma and closed her door very quietly. Old Mike walked back into the kitchen. He waved me over to him and when I got close grabbed one of my pig tails and pulled up. We walked over to his room. My head was tilted slightly up because of my Pop's grip on my pigtail. He closed the door.

"Hey Amy, I am going to put this over your mouth so you won't make any noise. I don't want you bothering your grandma. I'm going to do something a little different this time."

Mike gagged my mouth with a tie and took off my dress. Then took off my panties and shoes. All I had on were my socks. He grabbed me by one of my pigtails and put me on my hands and knees on the edge of the bed. He told me not to move at all. He then got another tie out of his closet and tied up my hands behind my back. My head was on his bed and my little butt was sticking up in the air. I was totally helpless. But, still not afraid, at all. My grandpop liked doing weird things to me all the time. But, he never hurt me.

"This is something different." I thought to myself.

Mike took off all his clothes even his socks. He was completely naked and standing behind me, beatin' his meat. I turned my head a little. "What are you doing Pop? Do you want me to turn and suck you?" I thought to myself. I couldn't say anything because of the gag.

"Bitch! Fuck you! I told you not to move, whore! Damn, look at that little tight bald ass!" He whispered loudly and with anger.

When I heard him talking mean and nasty I wasn't scared. I thought he would turn me around and take off my gag just as he was about to shoot out his white stuff. But, Mike had other plans. He soaked his old hard cock in baby oil and lined up the man meat on my little-girl cherry. He had gotten himself very hard and pushed it in with one hand and held me in place with the other. His hands were very big.

I started to fight and move and scream through the gag. But everything was muffled. Once the head had pushed itself in, he quickly put his other hand on my little waist. He had a very hard tight grip on me. Everything hurt. I was panicking, screaming, crying and very scared. I turned quickly and looked at Mike he was happy and in ecstasy he had his tongue hanging out of his mouth. The tip of his head was in. He held it there. He savored my little tight hole and pushed in a little more.

I was 10 and a half years old. So he was going to pound the fuck out of me. He had fucked so many little girls that he could feel if he was tearing them or if they could handle it. So far my little girl pussy was doing fine. I was going to bleed no matter what because I was a virgin and only 10 and he had an adult cock in me. If he felt he would damage me he would only put in half of his cock. But he would not take it out until he shot out all his old cum in me. That's what I was for. A pretty smooth tight box to cum in. That's all he thought of me and nothing more.

He looked at the back of my little head as he pumped me from behind. I was shaking it and hitting the bed with it. My movement made him feel better and my crying turned him on so much that he knew he would not be able to hold out much longer. I was just a kid. I didn't know what I was doing. He went in a little deeper but he could tell by the feel of my little hole that I was one of the little girls that he could not go all the way in.

"Shit! You are not developed enough. Fuckin' Bitch!" He was pissed because he couldn't pound me like he wanted. He could still fuck me; I just wasn't ready to get pounded. Maybe next year.

"Oh yeah! Fuck! I'm going to cum!" He wiggled his dick by moving my hips around. The old bastard shot in his new tight pretty box. "Fuck You! Whore! Damn, that's good!"

He waited until he was empty and then released me. I dropped myself on the bed. He lay down near me to catch his breath. I was still tied up, gagged and crying.

"Hey, your grandpop is proud of you. You did good for the old man. I am going to let you go to the restroom. Wash your little pussy very gently. It's going to bleed, so put some toilet paper on it when you are done washing. Then put your panties over it. Don't get any blood on your panties. If you do, your grandpop will end up in jail."

He talked to me and untied me. Just before he took my gag off he said. "Shh, keep it down, your grandma is sleeping she is very sick."

I was crying and had tears rolling down my little face. "You hurt my privates, Grandpop. Why did you do that?"

"Shhh, go to the restroom and wash your pussy. When we are alone, call this your pussy." My grandpop pointed to my little slit. Then turned over on his side.

I walked to the restroom and washed myself just like my Pop Pop said. I noticed a little blood, but it stopped. I went back to check on my Pops. He was sleeping so I went and watched some cartoons. I was left to fend for myself.

About three hours later, Pops got up and checked on his wife. She was still sleeping, so he took her food tray to the kitchen. It was dark outside. He looked in on Amy and she was sleeping on the floor with the TV on. The old bastard woke up his little tight box by pulling on her pigtail. She came to, with her head being lifted sideways and dragged to the couch.

"Ouch!" I said.

Pop Pop sat on the couch and opened his robe. He put his wife's granddaughter's lips on the tip of his cock. He never said a word. I had just been sleeping about 25 seconds ago and now I was opening up my 10-year-old mouth. I was used to putting a 70-year-old cock in it. I knew what my grandpop wanted and I didn't mind doing it. It was one of my chores. I bobbed my head on my Pop Pop's meat. He looked at me and grabbed the remote control to change the channel. His right arm was on the top of the couch and his left hand was changing channels as I was between his legs working hard to get his old white goo out.

"Lick my fuckin' nuts." My Pops said and he continued to look for something to watch. I went to his balls and licked them and got them wet. I tried to put them in my mouth, but they were too big. I could only get in one at a time.

"Back upstairs." Grandpop said. I went back for the head and sucked hard, all the while stroking his meat. I never stopped stroking his meat. Pops taught me to always start and stop with the meat. My Pops would say. "Never stop stroking 'til you are told to stop stroking." My Pops starting moving his hips and grunting so I knew it was coming.

He started jerking and I felt it shoot in my mouth. I sucked the head and moved my little hands on the middle of his meat. I could feel the white stuff coming up through his meat and into my mouth. I looked up at my grandpop and he was smiling with his hands behind his head. I got happy when I could make him happy. I new I was going to be getting new toys. He kept on jerking in my mouth. I kept my eyes on his face and waited for him to nod. I removed my mouth slowly and swallowed and smiled.

"Yum Yum." I said.

"Good girl." said my Pops.

I put my mouth back on his head and sucked for another minute, because that is the right way to do it. It has to be done right or not at all. My Pop Pop push my forehead with the tips of his fingers, to let me know he was satisfied. I took my mouth off his mushroom and smiled at him. He wasn't looking at me anymore; his attention was now on the TV. He found something he wanted to watch. I sat on the floor by his feet and we laughed at the funny shows my Pops watched.

An hour later my Pop Pop heard some noise coming from my grandma's room. He got up to check on my grandma. She was awake. "Are you OK, Dear?"

"Help me up Mike, I need the restroom."

I could hear my grandparents talking. My Pops was helping my grandma to the toilet and back to bed.

"I am thirsty Mike." my grandma said.

My Pops went to the kitchen and got a big glass and crushed some pills in it and filled it with water. When I got older, I found out that whenever I would visit, old Mike would heavily sedate my grandma. At the time I thought he was just giving her medicine.

"Is that kid still here, Mike?"

"Yes, Dear. She is a good girl."

"Well keep her quiet. I feel like shit."

"Yes, Dear."

The old pervert closed the door to my grandma's room and went back out to the living room. He told me to turn out all the lights and make sure all the doors were locked. He waited for me in the hallway. When I got done, I walked to him. He grabbed the pigtail on the left side of my head and pulled up slightly. He opened his robe and I grabbed his big cock with my left hand and squeezed. We walked to his room like that, with my head tilted up and to the left.

Once in the room he let his robe fall to the ground and told me to take off his underwear. He told me to take off all my clothes. We got into bed together and he laid on his right side. He wanted to spoon with me. He placed his huge meat between my legs and his left hand on my flat chest. We dozed off.

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