It will never happen, I will never be a grandpa, my only child decided when she was sixteen that she wasn’t going to have children. It surprised her mother and me but we supported her decision.
After I retiring early, my wife and I divorced, and I found that I had lots of time on my and hands and I needed something to do. You can only go fishing and play so much golf. I looked into other activities to occupy my time. I found that I had a knack with children and like helping them with school work and sports.
The kids I work with are pre-teen and after a couple of years, I see them off to high school and I add a new group of kids to my care. They all call me gramps and when they leave, they all say, “See you around, Grandpa.”
One day, while I was working in my yard I heard, “Hey, Gramps.” I looked up and there was little Sally smiling and giving me a wave.
Little Sally wasn’t so little anymore, she had grown up and become a beautiful young woman.
“Hi Sally,” I responded. “What brings you over here?”
“I just wanted to say ‘Hi’ and ‘Thank you’,” she replied.
“Thank you, why would you want to thank me?” I asked.
“For all the things you helped me learn and how to have confidence in myself.”
“Well, you are very welcome. How old are you now, Sally?” I thought she must be about seventeen and was surprised when she said nineteen.
“Nineteen!” I exclaimed, “where has the time gone?”
“I’m in college now and majoring in Engineering,” she told me.
“Engineering? Now that is a big subject to study and I remember when girls were not encouraged to go into engineering,” I said with a grin.
“Yes, I like math and I like to design buildings,” she said with a grin of her own.
The sun was getting pretty hot just standing in the yard, so I invited her in for a cold drink. As we entered the kitchen, she looked around and said, “This is cute.”
“It’s only a kitchen,” I told her.
“But you have it so nice, not like a lot of men who just let it go, with dishes in the sink and stuff stacked all around,” she pointed out. “I have a favor to ask?” becoming very serious.
“Oh, and what would that be?” I inquired.
“When I was a little girl in your group and I was very naughty, you never disciplined me nor anyone else,” she exclaimed.
“It wasn’t my job to discipline you, only to teach and help you become a better person,” I explained, “and what was it that I should have disciplined you for?”
She replied, “There wasn’t anything big, just small things that most children would be disciplined for.”
“Did you learn from them, without being punished?” I asked.
“Yes, I did. But now I have a fantasy about that,” Sally said with her head bowed, trying to hide a little smile.
“And what is that fantasy you have?” I asked with puzzlement.
“That you would pull down my panties and spank me?” she said.
I was shocked at the idea that she wanted me to spank her, especially for me to pull down her panties. “No, that is not a good idea for me to do that!” I exclaimed.
“Please, Grandpa, I need to be spanked and you are the only one I want to spank me,” she said pleadingly.
“No, I won’t do it,” I shot back.
“Then I will tell the police that you raped me and have been since I was twelve,” she said defiantly.
Now she had me in a corner. I had never touch any of the kids in my groups. I always made sure there as someone else there to watch over my actions and me theirs.
“Please, Gramps,” she pleaded.
“Ok, but only this once,” I told her.
“Thank you, Grandpa,” she beamed.
I lead the way to a spare bedroom and pulled out a chair for me to sit on when I delivered her spanking. She was dressed in a white blouse which the bra was clearly visible, a short plaid skirt, white anklet socks and tennis shoes. She came over to me and bent over my lap and said, “Pull my skirt up and remove my panties,” she instructed.
I did what she told me. I pulled the skirt over her waist and stopped to look at her firm ass covered with white cotton panties, before hooking my fingers in the waist band and pulling them down just below where her thighs met her butt cheeks.
“No, Grandpa, take them all the way off,” she directed.
I slid the panties down her legs and over her feet. While bent over to remove her panties, my face was very close to her pussy and the smell was intoxicating. I hadn’t smelled pussy in years and here was a young woman wanting me to remove her panties and spank her. I could smell the sweet aroma of her juices starting to cover her bare lips. My cock started to harden; it had been a long time since I was enticed with the smell of pussy. I brought my hand up and gently rubbed first one side of her ass then the other. Then I raised my hand, brought my hand down and gave her a gentle slap,
“No, Grandpa, a real slap, spank me good,” she demanded.
I raised my hand again and this time when my hand landed there was a sharp crack as my hand met with her ass.
“Again, Grandpa,” she cried. “Again, harder.”
My hand came down again, harder on the other cheek, and a sharper crack that filled the room making her jump.
“Yes, like that, more, Grandpa, more,” she cried
The next slap was off target and as my hand landed on her ass and my fingers landed on her pussy.
“Spank me, spank my pussy, I want it and I need it. Keep going, Grandpa,” she urged me on.
I kept on, slapping one cheek then the other and also slapping her pussy at the same time. Her cheeks were getting redder and hotter with each slap.
My cock was now getting as hard as a rock. My thoughts were not only of spanking her but fucking this pussy whose aroma was filling my nostrils and egging me on.
I raised my hand again and came down and connected with her ass and pussy. Again, there was that sharp crack that caused her to jump again and again. With the last slap, she twisted off my lap, and I thought she had fallen. No, she twisted to land on her knees in front of me. She quickly grabbed my zipper and pulled it down and eagerly pulled my cock out of my pants and started licking and sucking my cock. What a surprise that this nineteen-year-old girl would want to give an old man a blowjob. As she sucked, she opened my belt and pants, pulling them and my shorts down to my ankles.
She put my cock back in her mouth and I put my hand on the back of her head and guided her to take more and more of my cock. Finally, her nose touched my belly and I felt her swallow the head of my cock into her throat.
She finally, pulled off sat back on her heels and said, “Now, Grandpa, fuck me, and fuck me hard. Fill my pussy with cum.”
Without my saying a word, she bent over the edge of the bed, but before putting my dick in her pussy, I licked her slit from top to bottom where I found her clit and sucked on it, flicking it with my tongue. I put my thumb on her clit and my tongue found her honey pot and I proceeded to tongue-fuck her.
She was close to cumming when I placed my cock head between her pussy lips and slid the head up and down her slit.
“Oh, fuck me, put your cock in and fuck me,” she pleaded.
I again put my cock head at the entrance of her fuck hole and started to push. She gave a small cry. I backed off. I put some spit on the tip and tried again. This time, I succeeded in going in. Christ, she was tight. She screamed out in pain,, I pulled back and saw blood. Damn, she was a fucking virgin.
“Keep going, Grandpa, keep going and fuck me,” she begged. I went slowly, entering her a little by little until I was balls-deep.
“Now fuck me, Grandpa, really fuck me. Shoot your cum deep in my pussy,” she begged again.
I grabbed her hips and started to pound away, and I felt her as she started to cum, her orgasm was immense and carried me along to cum in her, filling her pussy to overflow, her juices and my cum seeped out of her pussy from around my cock.
I fell on top of her, and she said, “I knew you where the man I wanted to fuck me and take my virginity. Thank you, Grandpa, for making me a woman. Now I need a shower, I can’t go home smelling like this. Shower with me, it will be fun.”
I still see Sally when she’s back in town. She comes back every so oftem for a spanking, a fuck and a shower. My substitute granddaughter, what would I do without her?
