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 My Wonderful Pop Pop
   By Bruce the Las Vegas Lipsmacker (M/F, g, oral, 1st)
   Hi, my name is Amy.  I remember being a happy, little, 10 year old girl.
Back in 1993, I used to jump around in the back seat when my Mom drove me
to my grandpa 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 grandpa.  They are
very old.  Your grandma is 65 and your grandpa is 70.  They can't be
running around after you all the time." my mom said from behind the wheel.
   "I know, I know, I always listen to them.  Even though grandpa is old 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." mom said,
without turning her head.
   "I will mom, I always do." I reassured her while I squeezed my fluffy
doll.  My pop pop had bought it for me on my last visit.  I loved that
doll. It looked like me with blond hair and pig tails.
   My Mom's name was Amanda 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.  My grandma had married Mike, when my mom was
a senior in high school.  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 back then.  Mom pulled up to their ranch house and I ran out of
the car.  Mom waved at my Pop Pop and took off for the weekend.  My father
was waiting for her at our cabin.  It was another twenty five mile drive
from my grand parents house.  Grandpa always looked forward to my visits.
He waited for me by the front door.
   "Where is grandma, Grandpa?" I said looking up to him, holding my pretty
doll.
   "Shhh, quiet, she is sleeping.  We have to be very quiet.  Where's my
hug?" he said without a smile.
   I lifted my arms to my Grandpa and the old bastard was filled with
energy.  He picked me up and rested my butt on his left arm and with his
right hand he grabbed and squeezed my left butt cheek.
   "Open your mouth." said the old man.
   He had taught me to kiss him with my tongue when no one else 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 Grandpa
wanted, only when he felt it was enough.  Sometimes, I did not feel like
doing things but my Grandpa 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 to him and be a good girl.
   "Did you wash your ass?  Like I told you, to do, before you come over?"
his tone was serious as he looked me up and down.
   "Yes, Pops." I said looking up at him for his approval.  I squeezed my
doll tightly, with both arms.
   Mike grabbed my left pig tail and walked me to the kitchen.  I had no
choice but to follow.  He 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 stuck my little butt out.  He pulled down my
little white panties and let them hang around my ankles.  He lifted my
dress and put his head under it then, opened up my butt cheeks by smashing
his face into my crack.  He forced his tongue in like if I was his favorite
snack.  He was a tall man so when I stuck my butt out it was the perfect
height for his mouth.  He licked the hole.  He loved my little pink butt
hole, 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." I said with my butt sticking out and my panties around my ankles,
squeezing my doll.
   "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."
he was always nice around my grandma and parents but, rarely around me.
   I loved my Grandpa.  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 and cried the first time he did it but, he didn't
care.  He did it anyway and whenever he wanted.
   "Turn around, time to get your pussy licked." he said, then took my
panties off from around my ankles and threw them at the wall.  He ripped my
dolly from my arms and threw it to the ground.  I didn't care about my
panties but I got sad when he threw my doll to the ground.  "Put your left
foot on my shoulder.  Pull my hair if you have to, to keep your balance."
   "Pop, where's na na?  I don't want her to see us." Every time my pop pop
would play with me, he would do it in private.
   "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 slit.  He said it was because
it was, so pretty, tiny and bald.  Little did I know, he had decided he
would take my cherry that night.  He started to lick my closed slit.  He
liked to lick the outside part first, because it made me push my vagina
into his face.  I wanted his tongue in my 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 pie against my
Pop's mouth, pulled his hair and had my left foot on his shoulder.  I
leaned back on the cabinets.
   "Ahmmm yeah." no one could make me feel as wonderful as my pop pop.
   He took his mouth off for a second.  "Shhh, keep your fucking mouth
shut." Mike whispered.
   Then he went back to making out with my tiny opening.  Mike loved eating
my little slit as much as I loved getting it eaten out.  He lapped, licked
and sucked on my little pie, 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 it felt so good.  No girl, I went to school with, felt this good.  I
wish 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 was
so young that when I came, I came hard.
   "Ooooooooooo.  Uh uh ah ah, yeah!  Ooooooooooh!" I said, shaking the
whole time.
   My little body went limp.  I leaned over on Mike's head.  He put me
gently on the floor.  I stood there 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 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 Grandpa taught me.  I sucked
and sucked.  Bobbed my little pretty head back and forth.  I put both my
hands on the middle of his adult cock and pumped.  He was looking down at
me with his old wrinkled hands on his waist.
   "I wonder how Grandpa 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 told
me that I had to work hard for his white stuff.  I didn't like it at first
but over the last year I had gotten 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 and I liked making him feel good.
   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.  I had to stay completely still.
   "It's time for my Pop to shoot." I said to myself with my mouth opened.
I loved looking at his face when he came.  I was happy I could make an
adult feel good.
   "Little fuckin' whore." Mike said to me.  He started to stroke his cock
hard.  I knew his sperm was coming up.
   "Keep your mouth open, don't fuckin' move, slut!" Mike whispered.
   Old Mike loved cuming on my face and in my mouth.  Today he decided to
cum on my nose and lips with the first hard shots.  Then, he'd let the rest
of it slime out directly into my mouth.  I, was soon to find out.
   "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.  Two more
shots of cum hit my lips and nose again.  When he was turned on he could
still shoot it.  After the shooting slowed down he rested his fat head on
my bottom lip, so his pee slit could drain on my pink tongue.  Once he
married my na na he stopped sleeping with her.  He just wasn't attracted to
her.  But, for some reason he was attracted to me.
   "Show me the cum, whore." he said to me.  It didn't bother me when he
called me that.  I opened my mouth and showed him.  "Good girl.  Now
swallow.  Smile real big.  Good girl." I swallowed then, licked my lips
getting what I could.  "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 tasted good?"
   I nodded my head and said.  "Yum yum.  Thank you grandpa." 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.
   He noticed that I had missed a drop.  He was helpful that way.  At the
time I thought he was being considerate.  "Stick your tongue out and get
what is on your upper lip, honey.  There you go.  Get it all." I stuck out
my tongue as far as it would go then, brought the white stuff into my mouth
to eat it.  "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 T.V.  and
don't make noise." he said, as he pulled up his boxers and pants.
   Mike went to his room and laid down for a bit.  He had his own bedroom.
Like I said, he didn't sleep with my na na anymore.  He took off all his
clothes except for his boxers.  He laid on top of the blankets and went to
sleep.  I picked up my pretty doll and kissed and squeezed it.  I
apologized to her for my pops.  Then I put my panties back on.  I went to
watch T.V., like a good little girl.
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   Two hours later he woke up and went to check 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 wearing only his
boxers.  He saw me sleeping on the floor, near the T.V..  He went up to me
and put his hand in my panties and rubbed my little 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
vagina and put it in his mouth, he licked it clean then, returned it to my
slit and rubbed again.  He got it wet with my juice then got up and walked
to the kitchen sucking on his middle finger.
   I was used to him taking liberties with my body so I thought nothing of
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 cool 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." he said as
he walked away.
   "OK, Pop." I was used to adults talking to me without looking at me.  My
parents did the same thing.
   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." the old sick lady said.
   "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 backyard.  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 na na and closed her door very quietly.
   Old Mike walked back into the kitchen.  He waved me over to him and when
I got close he grabbed one of my pig tails and pulled up.  We walked over
to his room, with my head slightly tilted.  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
pig tails 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 Grandpa liked doing weird things to me all the time.  But, he
never hurt me.
   "This is something different." I thought to myself but I didn't move.
   Mike took off his boxers.  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 but, 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 as he continued
to beat himself.
   When I heard him talking mean and nasty I still 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 his 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.  He had total
control of my little body.
   As soon as I felt the pain of my body tearing, I started to fight and
move and scream through the gag.  But everything was muffled.  Once the
head had worked it's self 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 I was terrified.  I thought he would
kill me with his adult hard meat.  I didn't know at the time that he had
fucked many little girls, and that he could feel if he was damaging them or
if they could handle it.  So far, my little girl vagina was doing fine.  I
was going to bleed no matter what because, I was a virgin and only 10 and
he was an adult.  If he felt he would damage me, he would only put in half
of his cock but I didn't know that at the time.  I didn't know that all I
was, was a toy for him.  A pretty smooth tight box to cum in.  That's all
he thought of me and nothing more.  He not only hurt my body but also my
heart.  I never thought that he would hurt me but, he did.
   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 his load in his new tight pretty box. 
"Fuck you whore!  Damn, that was good!" he said in a loud, hard whisper.
   He waited till he was empty and then released me.  I dropped myself on
the bed.  He laid down near me to catch his breath.  I was still tied up,
gagged and crying.
   "Hey, your Grandpa 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 you Grandpa 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 nodded my head.  I was still crying and had tears rolling down my
little face.  "You hurt my privates, Grandpa.  Why did you do that?"
   "Shhh, go to the restroom and wash your pussy.  When we are alone, call
this your pussy." My grandpa pointed to my little slit.  Then turned over
on his side to go back to sleep.  He was old and needed plenty of rest.
   I walked to the rest room and washed myself just like my Pop Pop said. I
noticed a little blood but it stopped.  My pretty little pussy hurt bad and
the hole felt big but when I looked down it still looked pretty and small.
Maybe I would be alright after all.  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.  I had known him my whole life and this was the first time he ever
hurt me.
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   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 me and saw that I was sleeping on the floor with
the TV on.  The old bastard woke me up by pulling on one of my pig tails. I
came to, with my head being lifted sideways and my body being dragged to
the couch.
   "Ouch!" I said.  I was sleeping one moment and then the next I was on my
hands and knees near the couch.
   Pop Pop sat on the couch and opened his robe.  He guided my head until
my lips were 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
grandpa 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.  I worked with gusto on his cock
and stroked his meat at the same time.
   "Lick my fuckin' nuts." my Pops said as 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." Grandpa 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 till you are told to stop stroking." My Pops starting
moving his hips and grunting so I knew he was about to give me a treat.
   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 Grandpa and he was smiling with his hands behind his head.  I got happy
when I could make him happy.  I knew 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 then 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 away with the tips of his fingers, to let my 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.
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   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?" he
said to his wife.
   "Help me up Mike, I need the restroom." I could hear her say weakly.  I
could hear my grand parents 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, 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 to be with me.  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 pig tail on the left side
of my head and pulled up slightly.  He opened his robe and looked down.  I
grabbed his big cock with my left hand and squeezed.  We walked to his room
like that, with my head tilted up slightly to the left.  Once in his 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
together.
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   Saturday morning:
   My pops woke me up when he pulled his dry meat from in between my legs,
it was very hard.  He slowly walked to his door.  He turned around and
said. "Stay here.  I'll be right back." I saw him walk out the door and
across the hallway.  I heard the sound of water hitting the toilet.  He was
peeing.  He peed a lot.
   He walked back to his room and closed the door.  I sat up in his bed. 
He got back into bed with me.  He laid on his back.  He put a pillow behind
his head.  "Suck my cock, cunt." He didn't look at me.  He was looking up
to the ceiling, with his hands behind his head.
   "OK, pops." I said.  I was a very confident cock sucker.  I was just a
kid so even though I had just woken up, I was ready to go.  Plus, I didn't
like to upset my pops.  I got between his already open legs.  I put my hand
on his cock and stroked it.  The head was wet, I could tell it was not pre
cum.  The old man leaked piss.  I closed my eyes and put my mouth on it
anyway and sucked.
   He took different amounts of time to cum.  Sometimes he would cum right
away, sometimes he would take longer.  My pops had trained me very well. 
He loved my head to bob up and down and for my tongue to rub the under side
of his cock.  He also liked me to pull on it with my mouth and stroke it
with my hand.  I never stopped until I was told to do so or, until I was
pushed away.
   "You are my little whore, Amy.  I am very proud of you.  Keep all the
stuff we do, only between us.  I will reward you greatly.  I care for you
more than your parents do.  They don't care about you but, I do." my pops
said.  As he talked I listened but, continued to suck.
   "After I cum in your mouth we can take a bath together then, we'll go to
the store and get you some games, toys and clothes.  Grandma won't mind,
she needs her rest.  I won't fuck you again this weekend.  Your little
pussy is sore.  The more and more we fuck, it won't hurt as much and you
will start to enjoy it a little.  I had to take your little cherry so I
could start fucking you.  Sorry if it hurt so much.  But I had no choice.
Seeing you shake that little ass around me was driving me crazy.  The hand
jobs and blow jobs just weren't enough anymore.  I was fantasizing too much
about pounding you from the back and claiming on top of you with your
little skinny legs and feet up in the air."
   I noticed his body move a little so, I looked up without taking his cock
out of my mouth.  He was looking at me while I sucked.  He smiled at me
then put his head back on the pillow.  "I remember when your mom was a
teenager.  I wanted to fuck her so bad.  I was angry at myself for not
making a move on her.  You remind me of her, your face and hair.  There was
no way I would let you grow up and leave me, without fucking you.  I wasn't
going to make that mistake again."
   His body started shaking.  "Oh fuck!  Get ready you little cock sucker.
Here it comes!  From my balls to your mouth and down your throat.  Fuckin'
ball snot eater." he shot his white stuff into my mouth.  I could feel it
and taste it.  He trained me to put as much of his meat in my mouth as
possible.  So his cock head could rest on the middle of my tongue as he
orgasmed.  "Ahh, fuck!  Eat it whore.  Good whore, good whore." His old
body shook as his balls emptied themselves into me.  And of course I ate
it.
   I waited for him to calm down before I removed my mouth, to swallow
better.  Then I put my mouth back for more.  I sucked just for a moment,
until he pushed me away.  I looked up at my pops.  "Yum yum.  Thank you
pops." I said, then smiled.
   "Go get our bath ready." he said and pointed towards the hallway.  He
very rarely showed appreciation for what I did for him.  I found out how
much he cared for me when we would go shopping.  I got up off the bed and
reached for my panties.  "No, don't put on any clothes."
   "But, how about grandma?" I asked quietly.
   "She won't come out of her room.  She is too weak.  Her head hurts her
too much.  She doesn't want to see or talk to you.  Just be quiet and don't
make noise.  Make the bath hot and don't put any bubble soap in the tub. 
Just hot water."
   I walked out of the room very slowly.  I peeked down the hallway to make
sure my grandma's door was closed.  I tip toed to the restroom and plugged
the tub and turned on the water.  I was bending over the tub when I felt
something touch my butt.  I jumped!  It was my pops.  He walked in without
me hearing him.  He was naked just like me.  His meat hung down low.  He
had a lot of white hair on his private area.  His body was wrinkled, I
liked him better with clothes on.
   "How does your pussy feel?" he asked.
   "It still hurts a little but it stopped bleeding.  Just like you said it
would, pops."
   "You'll be OK.  You are a young lady now.  You are no longer a little
girl.  I will start treating you differently and I will expect more out of
you, from now on." he said as he touched my chest and rubbed my butt
cheeks.
   The tub filled up with hot water and I got in.  Mike got in with me.  I
sat in the tub facing him.  He handed me a rubber floating toy duck he had
bought for me to play with when I took a bath.  "Here, take this and hold
on to it." I had never taken a bath with my pops before.  He pulled and
turned me till my back was leaning on his old stomach.  He wrapped his big
old arms around my body.  We sat together close and tight as we soaked in
the hot water.  He leaned his head against the wall.  I played with my toy
duck.  My pops moaned.
   We sat there for several minutes.  My mind wondered as I played with my
toy.  My pops voice made me jump a little.  "Get on your hands and knees.
Face the faucet." I did as I was told to do but I was scared.  The last
time I was in this position I was hurt very bad by this old man.  I got on
my hands and knees but my little body was shaking.  I turned my head to the
left to see what he was doing.  He was soaping up his middle finger.  He
had a serious look on his face.  "Keep looking at my face, Amy.  Don't look
away and don't move.  I felt his hand touch my rear.
   His eyes moved to my butt hole and back to my face.  He eyes moved back
and forth.  I felt his finger try and push it's way inside me.  I started
crying.  I was scared and it hurt.  "Waaaaaaa waaaaaaah huh huh." I cried
and shook.
   "Quiet.  Just relax.  I'll go slow.  I'm going to put my whole middle
finger in your ass hole.  You know what my cock did to your pussy?  Well,
my finger is going to do that to your ass hole." I couldn't stop shaking.
His finger forced his way in.  He was moving the tip of his middle finger
in and out of my butt hole.  I could feel the top, bottom and sides of his
big finger.  The inside of my body was very sensitive.
   He forced more and more, of his finger in.  He was moving it in and out.
It hurt very bad and it felt strange.  I dared not move, I knew better.  I
looked at his face to see if I could notice any pity but all I saw was a
smile.  He was happy.  I saw him place the thumb of his left hand in his
mouth and suck on it for a second.  Then, he put it on the nub of my vagina
and started to rub it gently.  I jerked, I was surprised.  It was very
good. I felt something building.  He continued moving his hands.  I started
moving with him.  I had never felt an orgasm so intense as that one.  He
brought me to a climax with his finger and tongue before but, never like
this.  I cried and shook.
   "Oooooooo!  Oooooooo!  Waaaaaaa!  Oooooooh!"
   I road with it.  I let it happen.  My pops knew best.  I would never
question him again.  From this moment, I would not only do what I was told
to do but I would totally trust him.  He knew better than even my own
parents.  I collapsed in the water.  His thumb left my nub and his middle
finger slid out of my butt hole.  I took a seat on my rear.  I was very
droopy.  I felt drugged.  It was wonderful.  I saw my pops face as I
recovered.  He looked happy.
   He didn't say a word to me.  He stood up, his penis was a few inches
from my face so I got on my knees and opened my mouth to suck it.  I
thought that was what he wanted.  But, instead he turned on the shower to
rinse off.
   "Pull the plug, Amy.  Lets rinse off."
   I stood up but had to hold on to his arm for a few moments.  I was still
a little shaky and I didn't want to fall over.  He stepped out of the
shower and dried his body.  "Put on a nice dress, we are going to the
store. Time to shop for your gifts, for being a good girl."
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   We went shopping.  Pops bought me toys, games and clothes.  I wore what
my pops liked me to wear.  A short dress, black shoes, white socks and my
hair in a pig tail type manner.  You know with hair banded in several
places.  On the sides, on the back and on the top of my head.  He liked
that look.  Later, I found out he liked it that way because he liked to
pull and hold my head in different positions, when he came in my mouth.  He
liked to have total control of me.
   After shopping, we got in my pop's 1971 Chevy truck and headed home.  He
waited till we got to the country before saying.  "Put those fuckin' bags
on the floor and lean over and put my cock in your mouth.  You fuckin' cock
sucker." I had a toy in my hand but placed it back in one of the bags and
put it on the floor, like my pops told me.  I leaned over on my side till
my head was facing his lap.  I unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis.
He drove with his left hand on the steering wheel and his right hand
steering my head, with one of my pig tails.  My head started bobbing on his
old floppy penis.  I applied suction but was careful not to hurt my pops. I
mainly used my lips and tongue to suck and make his dick feel good.
   I sucked for several minutes before looking up at my pops.  "Pops, are
you going to give me white stuff?" it was just an innocent question, I
thought.
   Don't worry about it!  All you care about is your fucking toys!  Fuckin'
cock sucker!  Just suck, don't worry about me cuming.  If I feel like
cuming, I will.  If I just want to feel your mouth on my cock while I drive
home, I will.  Keep your lips wrapped around my cock and suck!  Don't worry
about eating cum.  When I give it to you, you'll eat it and not before!" he
said in an angry tone.  He shook my head a little with his grip.  I closed
my mouth around his penis and sucked the rest of the way to grandma's house
without bothering him again.
   When we got home he pushed me away and got out of the car.  He zipped up
facing me.  I wanted to laugh when I saw that the area around his zipper
was very wet.  It looked liked he had peed his pants.  He walked to the
front door and walked in.  He had to check on grandma.  I gathered all my
bags and followed soon behind him.
   I dropped my bags in the living room and noticed my pops was talking to
my grandma, in her bedroom.  I played with my new toys.  My pops walked out
of my grandma's room and went straight to the kitchen.  After a few minutes
he walked back to my grandma's room.  He stood talking to her for a short
time then walked out and closed the door behind him.
   He took a seat on the sofa and stared at me as I played with my new
toys. He smiled, he looked happy but I was unsure what he was thinking. 
The phone rang.  It was on a small desk in the living room.  My pops picked
it up and talked to the person on the other end.  I glanced up at him and
noticed his demeanor change.  I could tell that whoever was on the other
side, he liked a lot.
   He hung the phone up.  "Your mom will be here in about thirty minutes.
Your dad was called back to work.  You know that his work, comes first.  It
is more important than you or your mommy.  I told her to stay the night. 
You will sleep with her tonight in her old room.  If your mom ask you a
question that you are not sure how to answer, just say, 'I don't know.'
Play stupid.  That should not be too hard for you to do."
   "Do you want me to suck out your white stuff, pops?  I asked as I sat on
the floor playing with my new toys.
   "No, since your mom is staying the night.  I have different plans." he
said, looking out towards the back sliding glass door.  Sometimes when my
pops would say things, I just couldn't figure out what he meant.
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   I heard the car door slam and ran to the front door.  I opened the door
for my mommy.  She was so beautiful.  It was a warm day and she was wearing
white tight shorts, a pink tub top and sandals.  My pops eyes lit up
whenever he saw her.  She was only 32 years old at that time.  I remember
wishing that when I grew up, I would have big boobs like her.  We hugged
each other at the door.  Pops was sitting in the living room when my momma
walked in.
   "Hi Amanda." my pops said, with a big smile.  "Sit down, let me get you
something to drink."
   "Don't go to any trouble, Mike.  Relax.  How's my mom doing?" my mom
asked.  She didn't look happy to be there.  I think she wanted to be with
my daddy.
   "She's taking a short nap right now.  She was up earlier, watching T.V.
with Amy and I." my pops said, then stood up.  My mom took a seat on the
sofa.  She rubbed the back of her head.  "Would you like an aspirin,
Amanda?"
   "You know what?  Yes!  I think I will.  My neck has been bothering me
all day."
   "I'll get you something, that will make you feel great.  You look like
you need a little rest." my pops said with a smile.  He walked into the
kitchen.
   My mommy looked at me.  "Have you been a good little girl?  Are you
behaving?"
   "Yes momma.  I don't make any trouble for pops or grandma.  Look at all
the toys, games and clothes my pops bought for me." I said with a smile.  I
walked to a little table on the other side of the big living room.  But,
looked back at my mom and old pops talk every so often.  I didn't want to
listen in because when adults talk, children shouldn't be nosey.
   My pops handed my mom a glass of water and two light blue pills.  My
momma took them without giving them a second look.  She drank half the
glass of water.  "Mike, you are spoiling that kid.  Amy, do you see how
much your pops loves you?  You better never upset him." she handed my pops
back the glass.  He was smiling very big now.
   My pops took a seat near my momma and the two of them continued to talk.
I noticed my pops smiling a lot and nodding his head.  It looked like my
mommy was using him to get a few things off of her chest.  She started
blinking and shaking her head a lot.  After a few more minutes I noticed my
momma lay her pretty head on the back of the sofa.  My mommy stopped
talking.  My pops continued to talk to her but, only in a whisper.
   Then a little later I glanced at my pops and mommy and saw my pops push
her right shoulder.  My momma didn't open her eyes.  At this point my pops
called me over to him.  "Amy, get your little ass over here."
   I had no idea what my pops was planning.  My young mind was not prepared
for the things that I would see and help him do, over the next hour.
   I stood in front of my pops and momma.  My pops moved very close to my
momma and put his left arm around the back of her neck so that she was
leaning on his biceps.  He kissed her mouth.  I was in shock!  I had never
seen any man kiss my mom but my dad.  My pops kissed her for a couple of
minutes.  Then looked at me and said.  "Hey Amy, do you want to see your
momma's tits?" I shook my head no and started pouting.  I didn't like what
my pops was doing.  But, it was going to get worse.  A lot worse.
   He laughed quietly and pulled down her tub top hard and fast.  Almost
like if he was going to rip if off her body.  Her breast came out and
bounced in front of my eyes.  They were very big.  My pops took the right
one in his hand and squeezed it.  "Now, these are tits!  Big D cups!" he
said as he bent over and put her right nipple in his mouth and sucked.  I
cried silently, tears came down my face.  I didn't like anyone touching my
mommy but, my daddy.
   After sucking for a minute my pops said.  "Hey Amy, do you want to suck
on the other nipple?" I shook my head no.  "Put your hand on her left tit
and touch it then." I shook my head no and continued crying.  I wanted my
mommy to wake up but she looked like if she was in a deep sleep.  "Do you
want me to put my big cock in your sore pussy?" I closed my hands and made
fists.  I shook my head no.  "Then touch your momma's left tit and squeeze
it a little.  Hurry."
   My little private area was very sore and I didn't want that again.  So I
put my hand on my momma's left boob and squeezed it gently, so as not to
wake her.  I looked at my pops face he was smiling and his pants were
growing.  I new what that meant.  "Pops, your penis is getting hard, do you
want me to suck on it?" I asked almost in a whisper.  I wiped the tears
from my face with my hand.
   "No but you can take off your mommy's sandals and put them in the guest
room." I bent over and took my mommy's sandals off and walked to the extra
bedroom.  I placed them near the chair.  As I turned around, I saw my pops
walking into the room with my mommy.  He was holding her like the way he
holds me sometimes.  I got out of his way.  I was sad for my mommy.  I knew
my pops could be mean and I didn't want him to be mean to my mommy.  He
dropped her on the bed hard.  She bounced but, didn't wake up.
   She laid there with her tube top still pulled down and her big breast
exposed.  My pops stood over her.  He reached down and put his hands on
both of her boobs and squeezed them.  He turned to me and said.  "Take her
shorts off, your mother needs to rest.  She was not feeling well that's why
I gave her some 'feel good' pills."
   "Ok pops but can you please leave the room so I can take off her shorts.
I don't think my mommy would like you to see her, in her panties." I
pleaded.  I was hoping he would not do anything more with my momma.  She
was so helpless.
   "Ok, take her shorts off and put them on that chair.  Leave her tube top
on.  I'll be right back, stay here.  I have to check up on your grandma
anyway." he said then walked out.  I was so happy he left and was going to
leave my sleeping momma alone.  I struggled to take off my mom's tight
shorts.  I was so proud of how beautiful my momma was.  I wanted to look
just like her when I grew up.  I put her shorts on the chair like my pops
told me to do.  Then pulled her tube top up, to cover her breast.  Finally
I put a blanket over my mommy.
   My pops walked in with only his boxers on and a towel wrapped around his
neck.  I looked back at my momma.  If she woke up, I wouldn't know what to
do or say.  I was scared.  My pops walked up to the bed and waved me away,
then put his finger to his lips to let me know that, I needed to be quiet.
He pulled off the blanket I had used to cover my momma.  I made a sad face.
The old pervert smiled as he stared at my momma in her tube top and small
black panties.  He put his hand on my momma's private area.  He moved his
hand over her panties and between her legs.
   That was the last straw, I couldn't allow that.  "Pops, please don't do
that." I said quietly and with respect but, I wanted to scream it out loud.
   He didn't look at me but removed his hand from my mom's panties.  I
sighed with relief, I thought he cared about what I said but, I was wrong.
He got on his old knees and put his nose right between my momma's legs.  I
could see he was inhaling.  He was smelling her.  He stood there in that
spot for a moment then kissed her in the spot where his nose had been.  He
stood up and took off his boxers, he threw them at the door.  "Take off
your momma's pretty little panties.  Damn, she wears sexy panties."
   I didn't move so, he turned towards me.  I whispered "no" and shook my
head.  He walked to me and raised his hand as if he was going to slap my
face.  He looked very mean, he scared me.  I was shaking, I didn't want to
get hurt.
   "Dummy!" he said, then walked back to my sleeping mom.  He put his hands
on the sides of her pretty tight black panties and pulled them down.  He
took them off and threw them on top of her shorts.  He stared at her with a
big smile on his face.  "Come here, Amy.  Look at your momma's pussy.  She
shaved everything but a little landing strip on the top.  Isn't that
pretty?"
   I looked but said nothing.  To me it was just a vagina, that's all.  It
looked like mine only it had a little hair at the top.  My pops got on the
bed with my mom and opened up her legs.  He got between them and held them
up in the air.  My mom did not move at all.  She looked so vulnerable.  My
pops told me to get on the bed and to stand above her head.  I did.  My
feet were placed near her ears.  If my mom would have woken up she would
have seen my panties.  By this time I knew she was not able to wake up.
   "Hold these." my pops said.  He gave me her feet.  I held them by her
ankles.  I could see the bottom of my mom's feet.  My pops pulled the towel
off from around his neck and placed it under my mom's butt.  Then, lowered
his face near my mom's private area and opened his mouth.  I saw his tongue
touch her slit and go in.  He was licking her, like he would do to me,
sometimes.  If my momma was awake I knew she would not let him do that to
her.  I knew he was not hurting my momma but I still didn't like what he
was doing.  I didn't like anyone touching my momma but my daddy.  Pops
smashed his old wrinkled face into my momma's slit.  I could tell he was
forcing in most of his tongue.
   He moved his old head up and down, like a hungry wild pig.  I couldn't
believe my pops was licking my momma's private area.  He licked it so much
that, her vagina got soaked with saliva.  He even licked her butt hole.  He
was treating her like if she was me.  She made sounds like if she was
dreaming.  My pops made sounds like if he was eating something delicious.
He looked up at me with a wet face, like if he had just eaten watermelon.
He took her feet from my hands and laid them back down.  I was getting
tired of holding them up so, it made me happy when he took them back.  He
got off the bed and faced me.  "Get on your knees whore." he said to me
quietly.
   I got off the bed and got on my knees.  I knew what I had to do.  I was
glad to suck his thing.  I just did not like him touching or using my
mommy. Once I got him off, I knew, he would go to sleep.  I'd do anything
to get him away from my mommy.  I starting sucking his soft meat.  I
stroked it too.  "I'll eat his white stuff then he'll get tired and go to
sleep." I thought to myself.
   My pops was moaning.  Every time I sucked him off he would look at my
face.  But not this time.  He was moaning and looking at my momma's
privates.  His meat was growing very fast.  Faster than usual.  He put both
his hands on his waist and moved his hips a little.  His penis got very
hard, harder than usual.  He used my mouth just to get him hard then,
pushed me away with his finger tips.  He stretched, his old body in front
of me.  It was long and wrinkled but, his penis was hard and long.  His
penis did not look old when it was hard.  He got on the bed, between my
momma's legs.  He looked at me as he pulled her tube top down with one
hand. Fast and hard!
   He picked up her legs and held them back.  "Come here, Amy.  I want you
to see this." I cried but held the noise in my body.  My chest was heaving
and tears rolled down my face.  He put his penis at my momma's opening and
pushed in.  I could tell he was feeling wonderful.  His head tilted back
and he breathed in deep.  He started moving his penis in and out of my
momma.  "Look, I can put all of my cock in your momma.  She is a grown
women.  It is your fault that, I am fucking her.  You better not say
anything to her tomorrow.  If your little pussy could hold my whole cock, I
wouldn't have to fuck your mommy." he claimed.
   He placed my momma's feet, flat on his chest and his hands on the back
of her thighs.  He started to pound her very hard.  So hard, that I thought
she would wake up but, she didn't.  He was moving fast in and out of her.
Her big boobs moved up and down at a fast pace.  His face looked angry. 
Like if he hated my mommy.  I never saw his face look this bad before and
it scared me.  My mommy made a little noise, it sounded like if she was
grunting but she never woke up.  I stood there watching my pops and mommy
doing something that was very bad.  At some point I had put my thumb in my
mouth and was sucking on it.  This was like a bad dream.  I couldn't handle
what I was seeing.
   Sucking my thumb was not a good thing to do in front of my pops because
he smiled at me and started pounding my poor mommy even harder and faster.
The bed squeaked, her whole body jerked.  I couldn't understand how a woman
would like something like that, it looked like it would be very painful. 
It hurt me when my pops did it to me.  I was glad my momma was not feeling
any pain.
   My pops started to shake.  He slowed down a lot then, came to a stop.  I
knew that he had put his white stuff in my mommy.  His eyes looked sleepy.
He took his time taking it out.  I don't think he wanted to remove his meat
from her body.  He waited for it to get soft then he took it out.  It
looked like a snake coming out of a hole.  I felt sorry for my poor momma.
My pops got off the bed and slowly picked up his boxers.  He was still
breathing hard.  My mom looked like if she had just been in an accident.
   "Get a wash rag with warm water.  Sit by the bed and wipe up my cum as
it comes out of your momma.  Sit by her for about half an hour.  Keep on
wiping, I don't want her to know I fucked her.  When you are done, throw
that wash rag and the towel, that I put under her, in my room.  I'll take
care of that later.  Pull her tube top up and put her panties back on when
you are done.  Leave her shorts on the chair.  I'm going to bed.  Your
mommy will wake up tomorrow and so will your grandma.  Don't make any
noise. If you get hungry just put something in the microwave." he said,
then walked to his room.
   I looked at my poor mommy and kissed her on the cheek.  I sat there and
continued to wipe her privates with a warm cloth.
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   Sunday morning
   I woke up to the smell of bacon.  I heard adults talking in the kitchen.
I walked in on them, in my pj's.  My grandma was sitting down drinking tea,
she looked very tired.  My pops was sitting near her.  My beautiful momma
was cooking breakfast for us.
   "Well, it's about time you woke up sleepy head." my pops said.
   My mommy turned to see me standing there and told me to wash up,
breakfast was almost done.  "Hurry sweetheart, it's almost ready." she
added.  I loved her voice.  I looked at my pops just before I turned away
to see him wink at me.  My momma noticed him wink.
   "Mike you are so nice to her." I heard my momma say as I walked away. 
"How do you want your eggs pops?"
   "Mmmm, scrambled." I heard my pops say, out loud, from the hallway
restroom.  I was angry at my mom for not waking up, when my pops was on top
of her.  I was angry for my pops using my momma's body to make him feel
good.  I was confused.  How could I explain this?  Would anybody believe
me?
   I dried my hands and face and walked out to the kitchen.  Everyone
looked happy.  We ate together.  My momma and pops did most of the talking.
My grandma looked like if she wanted to go back to bed.
   After breakfast, I helped my momma clean up and wash the dishes.  My
pops helped my grandma go back to bed.  My momma hugged my pops and I
gathered all my new things, my pops had bought for me.  We walked to the
car to go home.  My pops stared at us though the door.  He looked very
happy.  My mommy waved goodbye.  We drove away.
   I wasn't as happy as I usually was after a weekend with my pops.  My
momma could see that there was something on my mind.  I had never seen my
momma naked before.  I had never seen two people have sex before.  I had
been a virgin before this weekend.  There was a lot, on my young mind.
   "What's wrong with you, Amy?"
   "Nothing." I knew I had to keep my mouth shut.
   "Well, I feel great!  Your pops gave me some great stuff.  I was out
cold.  Somehow I feel totally relaxed and relieved.  Your father and I have
not been seeing eye to eye lately.  I've been feeling very frustrated.  I
know you don't know what that means so I won't go into it.  Your
grandparents have a wonderful peaceful home here.  One of these weekends I
think I will stay with you, grandma and pops.  How does that sound, honey?"
   I nodded my head.  "OK, I guess." I looked down.

   
  
My Wonderful Pop Pop