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Subject: Title story: "Grandpa the Magician - Part 2" Author: Trixiegal                                                                   55427764
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Grandpa was thrilled to be playing this game with his granddaughter. Just as he
had with her older sister, Grandpa used the old "magic" trick of pulling
quarters from a person's ear and expanded it until it involved caressing the
more intimate parts of the little six-year old in order to find more quarters.
And like her older sister before her, Beth willingly participated in the game.

Grandpa had already magically found quarters in Beth's ears, nose, and mouth. He
hinted that that was all he could find in her holes until Beth indicated the
hidden treasures inside her underwear.

"Do you really want me to look inside your underpants Beth?" Grandpa asked.

The girl rolled her eyes. "Of course I do! I know you can find more if
you look!"

Little Beth stood before her grandpa, smiling at him, as he gently pulled her
panties down. Obediently, she stepped out of each leg, leaning against his
knee for support. Beth liked this new game with grandpa and she liked having a
full piggybank that would jingle and rattle as she shook it. She also liked
being touched and when grandpa touched her before, it made her feel nice and
special inside.

"So Little Beth, you think you have more quarters in you somewhere?" he asked
her innocently.

Beth jumped up and down excitedly. "Oh yes Grandpa, I know it! You have to find
them!" Being only six, Beth felt nothing strange about standing before her
grandpa in a dress with no panties on.

"Okay honey," Grandpa replied. "Why don't you lift up your pretty dress for me
and I'll keep looking for a quarter, okay?"

Beth grabbed her skirt and pulled. Grandpa's eyes travelled down her body. Her
belly button was cute and wrinkled outie. He continued his downward gaze and
smiled as he saw her hairless little-girl slit poking out from between her legs.
He felt his cock twitch in his pants. Beth watched him expectantly.

"Let's see what we can find, hmmm?" His hands caressed her tummy and circled her
belly button. Beth giggled. He let a finger explore her navel as he maintained
an intent, studious expression.

"Aha!" he exclaimed, producing a quarter. Beth beamed and reached for it
eagerly, dropping it into her piggy bank with a loud clink. Granpa returned
his attention to her tummy, gently stroking her tummy as he moved closer to
his prize.

Beth felt a little naughty and excited as she stood holding her dress up,
letting her grandpa explore her. She felt his hands go lower and lower until
finally his fingers reached her peehole. Lightly but insistently, her grandpa
began to rub her slit.

"Do you think there's anything in here?" Grandpa asked as he rubbed her pussy.
The little girl looked up at him, still smiling but her face betraying some
confusion and curiosity at the odd feelings beginning to rise in her body.
Grandpa too felt the heat rise in his own crotch.

She nodded at him. "I think so, Grandpa. Maybe."

Grandpa continued stroking her puffy lips, rubbing a little harder now. He
thought he could feel her baby-sized clit beneath his finger. Her perfectly pink
baby skin contrasted with his aged and callused digit as it dug deeper and
deeper into her. He found the entrance to her vagina and let his finger wander
in just a little bit. It wouldn't go very far, but he reveled in the warm and
humid flesh surrounding his finger.

Despite the warm feeling coming from her stomach, Beth was getting impatient.
"Is there anything down there, Grandpa?"

Her grandpa continued his rubbing a few moments before responding. "I'm afraid
not honey," he replied, watching as her face fell. "Why don't you turn around
and I'll see if there's anything in your poophole?"

Beth turned, still hoisting her hemline so her grandpa got a clear view of her
tiny butt. He let both hands cup her behind as he squeezed her luscious butt
cheeks together. To his delight, Beth automatically leaned forward a bit. He
pulled her buttocks apart revealing her brown puckered anus winking at him.
Leaning in himself, he inhaled her sweet six-year old scent.

"Okay, let's see what I can find." Beth leaned forward a little more to give her
grandpa better access. The old man smiled to himself, thinking how compliant
Beth would be by the end of the summer. He let his thumb run down her crack,
gliding over her poophole, and following the path as it returned to her baby
vagina. He couldn't help himself as he arrived at her labia, slding between her
lips and massaging her girlie clit again.

"You already looked there, Grandpa," she reminded him.

"Sorry honey," he murmured, letting his hand glide back to her butt. This time
he let his thumb focus on her rosy anus, drawing little circles around it..
Compared to his thumb it was quite small, but he was sure he could accommodate
it in due time. He pressed a bit harder with the flesh of his thumb. Her rectal
canal gave way a bit, but wouldn't admit him, he was still too big. Oddly
enough, he could have sworn Beth pushing her body back at his thumb, as if she
wanted him more pressure.

By now, grandpa had a little tent in front of his pants as his hard cock
throbbed inside his trousers. Beth, however, was oblivious to this as she was
faced the other way. He diddled her asshole a little more as he thought. He
hadn't intended to penetrate her with his fingers, either vaginally or anally,
for at least a few more sessions. But seeing that she seemed to be eager... He
lifted his free hand to his mouth and sucked on his pinkie, coating it with
saliva. Switching hands, his moistened little finger began to knead her puckered
hole. He always carefully trimmed his fingernails and he was thrilled to see her
brown anus start to grip his finger. His finger was barely inside her, perhaps
just a quarter of his fingernail, but he felt like he was in heaven as he
watched his six-year old grandaughter obediently bent over before him.

Beth was enjoying the sensation of her grandpa's finger on her poophole. She
knew it was dirty and naughty, but she liked to play with herself down there,
especially after taking a bath when she knew her hand wouldn't smell funny if
she played with her butt. She leaned over a little a more and ever so slightly
let her butt lean back against her grandpa's loving hand.

When she felt him switch hands, Beth could tell the difference right away. This
time he was using his pinkie finger and it felt a lot more slippery than his
thumb did. Suddenly remembering, she asked him, "Have you found any quarters
yet, Grandpa?"

Her Grandpa, peering down at his pinkie finger massaging her hole, replied, "Not
yet, darling, but I think I might have something ..." So saying he increased the
pressure and let his pinkie slip into her anus, just the fingertip, less than an
inch. Beth felt his penetration and giggled as he wiggled his pinkie inside her.

"That tickles Grandpa!" she laughed, swaying her butt from side to side. Grandpa
laughed too as his free hand gripped his cock through the material of his
trousers and gave it a few pumps. His breath was coming fast now. He twirled his
pinkie inside her and enjoyed its tight grip. He knew he had to end this soon,
or he would cum in his pants. Reluctantly, he slipped his finger from her anus.

"Got it!" he crowed as he produced a quarter and held it out in front of the
little girl. Beth squealed and grabbed it, dropping her dress to reach for her
piggy bank. Grandpa quickly adjusted his cardigan so it hid the tent in his
pants. He wanted to take it slow and savor his grand-daughter.

Beth turned to him and shook her piggy bank, listening to the jingling inside.
"Can we find more quarters, Grandpa?"

"Oh, I don't honey. Don't you think you've had enough?"

"But it was fun, Grandpa! Do it again!" she pleaded.

"All right, you little scamp," Grandpa smiled and reached for her, hugging with
his left arm. With his right hand, he produced a quarter from behind her ear.

"Here's one!" And he dropped it in her piggy bank for her. He looked into his
grand-daughter's face, delighted at the disappointment he saw there.

"Graaaandpa," she pouted.

"What?" he asked innocently.

Beth pushed at his chest, trying to find the words she wanted to say. "Can't
you... look in other places?"

Her grandpa laughed and kissed her cheek. "You silly goose! We're done playing
for today, but I promise you we'll play again soon. Okay?"

"Tomorrow?" Beth asked hopefully.

Grandpa kissed her cheek again and hugged her tight. "Yes, little one, we'll
play again tomorrow. But now let's put your underwear back on and get lunch
ready. Does that sound good?"

"Yeah, Grandpa!" the little girl cheered, as she kissed her grandpa.

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The next day Beth woke up and her mother served her breakfast. Then she watched
cartoons as her mother got ready for work. Grandpa has woken up early and gone
for his daily morning walk. He returned just as her mother was kissing her
goodbye and rushing out the door.

"Good morning, Grandpa," she shouted as she ran to give him a hug. Her little
blong ponytail flopped behind her and she still wore her pajamas. The old man
squatted down level with her and hugged her back.

"Ooof," he grunted as she threw her full weight into him. She kept her arms
wrapped around his neck and swayed back and forth, like any energetic six-year
old full of Froot Loops.

"What do you want to do today, pretty baby?" he asked her. Beth giggled and
cocked her head in response, holding her left ear out to him.

"Hmmmm," Grandpa said thoughtfully, looking into her ear. "Why, what this shiny
thing in there?" And he plucked a quarter from her earlobe. Beth let out a
joyful yell and extracted herself from him to run off and retrieve her
piggybank.

When she came back, Grandpa was sitting in the armchair so she clambered up into
his lap, strategically presenting her right ear. Again, a quarter was produced
and another crow of delight sounded. Both of Beth's nostrils produced quarters
as well. But when he looked in her mouth, Grandpa shook his head and said, "I'm
sorry honey, there's doesn't seem to be anything in there."

Beth was crestfallen, but Grandpa quickly moved on and lifted her pajama top a
bit. "But look what I found in your belly button!" The quarter clinked into the
piggybank. Beth quickly forgot about her treasureless mouth as her grandpa
unbuttoned a few buttons of her pajama top and reached inside. His fingers
explored her flat chest until they reached one of her small nipples. She giggled
as her grandpa began to rub both nipples in earnest. Two more quarters soon
joined the rest in her piggybank.

Then Grandpa firmly slid her off his lap and stood her before him. "And where
else, honey?" His heart almost melted as the six-year old pulled out the
elastic waistband of her pajama bottoms and and arched her back a bit, pushing
out her tummy.

"I bet there's more down here, Grandpa!" Chuckling the old man let his hand slip
into her pajama bottom. She wore no underwear so his fingers made a beeline for
her pussy lips. His index finger settled into the cleft of her labia and stroked
her tiny, almost imperceptible clitoris. Beth involuntarily arched her back a
little bit more as he touched her.

As he did yesterday, he let his fingertip come to rest at the entrance of her
vagina, wiggling in her soft baby folds. Beth smiled impishly at him. She liked
the way his finger felt on her peehole. It made her feel warm and safe.

"I don't think there's anything in here, young lady," he apologized. "Maybe
we'll have better luck on the other side." So saying, he turned her 90 degrees.
Then, with his right hand still stroking her pussy, he let his left hand slip
under her elastic waistband and ran his finger up and down her butt crack.

Kissing her cheek, he whispered, "Why don't you stand with your legs further
apart, honey? That way I can search better..." The little girl obediently
shifted her legs apart, effectively spreading her ass cheeks and exposing her
rectal opening to his probing hand.

Grandpa felt his excitement grow as his middle finger diddled her anus while his
other hand continued to massage her labia. He noticed Beth was now standing on
her tippy-toes as his hands worked their magic inside her pajama bottoms. In
addition, he felt a slight moistness growing on his right hand as it playfully
parted her puffy pussy lips and rubbed her slit. Beth's gaze was anxiously
riveted down at his busy hands, though she showed no passion or fear, only
curiosity.

Stopping, he began to pull both hands from her pajamas. "I don't know, Beth,
there doesn't seem to be much ..."

"Oh no, Grandpa," she interrupted. "Don't stop yet! You have to keep trying!"

"All right," he sighed, pretending to be exasperated. He let his right hand rest
on her belly. "Why don't you lean over a little bit?"

The girl quickly bent all the way over to lie on his leg. Grandpa took the
opportunity to ease her pajama bottoms down so they hung by her knees. His
erection rose at the sight of the little girl spread out before him. He quickly
licked his pinkie.

As he did yesterday, he let his pinkie slide in up to the fingernail, the
walls of her rectum sucking at his finger. Beth laughed as he wiggled it
inside of her.

"Nothing here, Beth."

"You have to look deeper inside, I bet."

"Are you sure, honey?" Grandpa let his finger slide in a bit more, to the first
knuckle. He licked his lips at the feel of her rectal walls clutching his digit.
Hearing no protest, he let more of his finger slip into her until he had
completely buried his pinkie in her asshole. Beth lay silent on his lap. She had
played with herself in the past and her grandpa's pinkie was much larger than
even her biggest finger. It felt like a big worm was inside of her, squirming
among her insides. It wasn't an unpleasant sensation, only strange. She still
felt the warm feeling inside of her, but she didn't notice it as much for she
was trying to categorize the feeling of this intruder in her poophole.

"Are you okay, darling?" Grandpa asked. He was worried he had gone too quickly
for the little girl.

"I'm okay, Grandpa," Beth replied. "Are there any quarters?"

Grandpa laughed. He withdrew a tiny bit of his finger and then gently thrust it
back in, gently fucking her asshole to accommodate her to the sensation.

"I do believe there are quarters, little Beth," he said, smoothly
withdrawing his pinkie. He opened his palm in front of her face. "Look,
there's two of them!"

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The game was repeated every morning for the next several days. Beth's ears,
nose, chest, and belly button always produced quarters without fail. But the
girl was disappointed that her grandpa was never found any in her mouth anymore,
or her pee-pee. Her poophole still surrendered quarters, but they too were
becoming more and more rare.

One day, she complained to Grandpa about the ever-decreasing productivity of her
poophole. "Why can't you find quarters in there anymore, Grandpa?"

Today, Beth was wearing shorts and a loose fitting tank top that tended to
reveal her baby nipples. Her Grandpa's eyes twinkled as he looked into her
inquisitive face. "I'm not sure myself, Beth. Perhaps my pinkie is too short and
I've reached all the ones that I can using it."

Beth rolled her eyes at him. "Oh Grandpa," she said, swatting him. "You have
other fingers that are a lot bigger." So saying, she grapsed his big hand and
pointed at his middle finger.

"See? This one is this much longer than your pinkie." She indicated the
difference in length with her own hands.

Grandpa nodded. "Okay, little Beth," he agreed. "I'll try with a longer finger.
Are you sure you won't mind? What if it hurts?

Beth shook her head immediately. "It won't hurt!"

"All right you greedy little rascal. Why don't you help me by sucking on my
finger and getting it wet so I can search easier?"

Beth dutifully opened her mouth. Grandpa stuck out his middle finger and let her
engulf him. She could only get him in to the second knuckle. He swished his
finger in her warm mouth.

"That's right dear, suck hard on it. Like a popiscle! Use your tongue..."

Beth little tongue playfully caressed his tongue as she sucked with all her
might. "That's a good girl," Grandpa murmured as he pushed a lock of her blond
hair behind her ear. "Why, look here!" He brought his other hand to her mouth
removed his finger from her, producing a quarter.

Beth's eyes went wide. "Yay! You found one in my mouth!"

"It was way back in your mouth, dear. That's why I couldn't find them before."

"So maybe you'll be able to find one in my poophole too if you use your
big finger!"

Grandpa chuckled at her. She certainly didn't need any encouraging. Now used to
the ritual, Beth pulled down her shorts so they lay around her ankles and
flopped down onto his lap. With his free hand, Grandpa spread her little ass
cheeks and began probing with his dampened middle finger.

Beth lay contentedly in his lap. By now she immensely enjoyed these games with
her grandpa. It was like she was at the doctor but she felt nothing but love for
Grandpa's gentle administrations. She felt him trace a circle around her hole
first, tenderly massaging it. Then she felt the increased pressure and she
relaxed to let him enter.

Beth could tell right away that his middle finger was a bit bigger than his
pinkie. She had to concentrate a little more to let him slip inside. When he
reached the first knuckle, he paused.

"Is this okay, sweetie?"

"Yes, Grandpa."

He resumed his slow entry. Beth felt him rotate his finger as he moved deeper
and deeper into her. Like a screwdriver, she thought. Sometimes he would stop,
withdraw his finger a little bit, then push it back in, and repeat the process.
As he did this, she felt her rectal canal relax some more. Suddenly, his finger
presser harder and slipped in to the second knuckle. Beth involuntarily gasped.

"Oh!"

"Did I hurt you Beth?" Grandpa asked worriedly.

Beth hesitated a second. It didn't hurt really, it just surprised her. She
arched her head to look at him and shook her head.

Grandpa began to slowly withdraw his finger. He said, "Just to make sure Beth, I
can put something slippery on my finger. It'll make it go in smoother."

"You mean like when daddy puts oil on my bike chain?"

"Exactly." Beth watched her Grandpa, ever prepared, as he pulled a tube of K-Y
jelly out of his cardigan pocket. Flipping open the cap, he began to apply it to
his middle finger until it was shiny. He squirted a little onto her poophole too
and began rubbing it in. Beth squirmed in his lap.

"That tickles Grandpa!"

Grandpa laughed and continued his rubbing, delighting in the now smooth velvety
feel of her asshole. He reached over and tickled her ribs too, making her yelp.

"Shall I start looking for quarters again, sweetheart?" he asked.

Beth nodded. She felt his big finger push up against her puckered hole. At
first her asshole was stubborn and resistant, but the K-Y did its job. She felt
a portion of his finger slip in. As before, he used an in and out motion that
spread the slippery jelly inside her anus. Before she knew it, her Grandpa's
big middle finger was completely inside of her. She felt it moving about inside
of her as he flexed his finger this way and that. As he explored, she became
aware of parts inside her body that didn't know existed. Walls here,
obstructions there...

"That feels funny Grandpa."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No..." Beth trailed off. Grandpa gazed down at his little grand-daughter in his
lap, his middle completely buried in her rectum. As he swirled his finger and
explored inside her, Grandpa used his free hand to massage the tent in his
pants. While barely finger-fucking Beth in minute movements, Grandpa shifted his
hand so he could feel her pussy with his thumb. He rubbed her baby clit a little
and let his thumb glide up the puffy lips of her labia to probe gently at the
entrance to her vagina. Was it moist? Grandpa was sure he detected a tiny bit of
moisture forming at the door to her girlhood.

Deciding it was enough for today, Grandpa reached into his pocket with his free
hand and withdrew three quarters. Reluctantly, he began to extract his finger.

Beth turned to look at him as she felt his finger retreating from her anus. She
felt the last of his finger pop out of her.

"Did you find any?"

Grandpa held out his hand to her. Beth whooped and grabbed the quarters. They
joined the rest in her ever growing piggy bank. Standing before Grandpa,
hands clutching the piggy and shorts still around her ankles, Beth turned to
her Grandpa.

"Now what, Grandpa?"

Grandpa gazed at the little girl, his eyes moving to the beautiful, hairless
slit between her legs. Reaching over he pulled up her shorts and let them snap
against her waist.

"Well, Beth, that's all for today I think."

"Oh." Beth said, disappointed. "But we'll play tomorrow, right?"

"If you like this game, Beth, we can play it all summer!"

"Hooray," Beth cheered. Her little brow furrowed suddenly as her eyes came to
rest on the little tent in her grandpa's pants.

"What that, Grandpa?" she asked, pointing.

Grandpa smiled at the inquisitive little girl pointing at his cock. "Why Beth,
that's my special tool," he replied evenly.

"What's it for?"

"Finding quarters, of course! It helps me find quarters when my hands
need help."

"Can we find more quarters today?"

Grandpa shook his head and said good-humoredly, "I think you've got enough for
one day. But we'll play tomorrow, I promise."

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