GRANDPA'S HOUSEPET IN SUMMER VACATION

Rebecca opened her eyes, sleepy, and absently touched her bare throat. The first thing she felt on waking was the phantom sensation of the leather collar around neck, even though she'd only worn it a few dozen minutes the previous day. So much happened while it was on, however. How much further would they go today?

After her grandpa played with her nipples and paraded her naked ass around the living room on a leash, she figured the evening would have to be awkward. Tense, at least. She'd gone into her room and put on a comfortable, baggy, decidedly unsexy outfit, ignoring the way her cunt cried out for touch. When Samson called her for dinner, she braced herself.

And nothing happened.

Her grandfather was so casual and unworried she half believed she'd dreamt up the incestuous dalliance from earlier, but the pet store shopping bag sat in the corner of the kitchen, and her knees ached a little from crawling around so much. He made conversation easily, so easily she found herself replying with the same lack of concern, and when she turned off her bedroom lights and settled under the covers, she was more confused than ever. He'd made a comment about seeing the cat again the next day, so she'd be allowed to skip yet another day of classes… but what would the trade-off be?

The following morning, she brushed her teeth in the ensuite bathroom, then moved to stand in front of her floor-length mirror, which reflected her quick, utilitarian striptease. She should put a stop to all this, but she didn't think she could. She didn't think she wanted to.

The first surprise waited for her just outside her room door, when she nudged it open already on all fours. A pair of cat ears on a headband. Blushing, she took it, and turned it around in her hands to look at it from all angles. He must have purchased it when he went to get the leash, which meant he was planning something, and that idea sent butterflies all through her torso. She set the ears on her head and covered the headband itself with her hair, so it looked like they really were sprouting from her body, and crept towards the kitchen wearing nothing but this new accessory.

Samson was at the counter, as usual at this time of day, and turned around right away, one bowl in each hand and a smile on his face. Rebecca wondered if he was surprised she'd put the ears on, and if he thought she looked cute, but she couldn't speak. Instead, she just sat pretty, knees together and upper body straight, with her hands hanging forward at chest level like a begging dog, her cheeks mottled pink.

'I knew I'd see you today,' he said, walking closer. He put his bowl of cereal down on the table, but didn't do the same with hers. Instead, he set his granddaughter's breakfast down on the ground, and gestured to it. 'Enjoy, kitty.'

Rebecca moved back onto all fours, and crept closer to the bowl. She'd eaten without a spoon for a couple of days now, but seeing her food on the ground, knowing she'd have to lap it up from the floor, was a new level of degradation that made her whole body heat up. She braced her forearms either side of the bowl and leaned her head down, naturally spreading apart the cheeks of her ass, which she'd kept raised. While she began to lick up the milk, her grandpa moved to stand behind her, and she lightly shook her little tush from side to side. She knew her asshole and pussy were on full display, felt the slightest cold hitting the wet membranes of her holes that were usually tightly covered up. She knew her slit was glistening, half as a reaction, half anticipation.

Still, she gasped with shock when a big flat hand smacked her rump. It wasn't a hard slap – in fact, immediately, she felt the inexplicable desire for a rougher one – just the friendly kind of vigorous petting enjoyed by many cats and dogs. Becca's best friend Alice had an Oriental Shorthair who kneaded his pet bed with abandon whenever his owner whacked his little booty around, and Rebecca's fingers tensed as her grandpa slowly stroked one smooth, perfect globe of her rear, then the other, pulling the flesh whenever his caress strayed close to the center, so he tugged ever so slightly on the pucker of her rosebud.

He kept stroking and playing with her ass the whole time she was eating, which made her take almost twice as long, having to stop to suppress her trembling and clear her mind. Her clit would twitch every so often with a fit of desire, which made her reflexively clench the muscles of her fuckhole, and from his position, her grandpa had to see her cute vulva part and close like a series of sighs, trying to tempt a roving cock by blowing kisses at it.

It was wild that, even though she'd never actually had sex with anyone, her body knew just how to flirt and ask for attention. Even from her own granddaddy.

When she lifted her head from the bowl, breathing harder, he gave her butt a last friendly smack and took the dish from the floor. He put it in the sink and sat at the table, swirling his spoon in his soggy cereal while he smiled at Rebecca. 'Why don't you go relax on the couch a little while? I'll join you when I finish eating.'

Rebecca nodded, her cat ears swaying cutely, and crawled out to the living room to wait. She curled up on the wonderful, comfortable cushions decorating the couch, feeling the short, soft bristles of their fuzzy exterior all over her sensitive naked skin. She was trying to leaf through a book, but she kept re-reading the same sentence, her mind elsewhere. She didn't consider herself a particularly horny person, not more than average, but this situation with her grandfather seemed to heighten all her senses. Maybe it was the taboo aspect, or an undiscovered petplay kink, or something else entirely – all she knew was that she was endlessly curious about this twist to their loving relationship, and the effect she and her actions had on the old man's libido. Maybe she'd been kind of a pervert all along, and it just hadn't manifested. Could it all have been triggered just by glimpsing his cock? She didn't remember having seedy thoughts about him before, and he'd never done anything remotely inappropriate over the near two decades he'd been her grandfather, but…

'Hey, kitty.'

Becks perked up at his voice, and lifted herself up on her forearms to look at him… and although she knew she shouldn't speak, or make human sounds, but she couldn't help saying a clear "oh" of surprise. Because her grandfather stood in the doorway to the kitchen, buck-ass naked.

She knew he was in good shape, and she'd seen him with his shirt off plenty of times, but she'd never seen his whole exposed frame like this. He was clearly strong, body sculpted by a lifetime of frequent exercise, with impressive but elegant muscles bulging in his chest, his arms, his thighs. Hair ranging gray to white dusted his limbs and torso, and his skin was still fairly taut save for a little age-induced sagging around his pecs and stomach. The highlight for Rebecca, however, was the big piece of swinging fuckmeat between his legs. The cockhead reached halfway down his thighs, its shiny pinkness halfway covered by soft foreskin, leading to a shaft that looked so thick she'd barely be able to wrap her hand around it, veins spiderwebbed throughout. A nest of white hair topped his dick, garlanded by a pair of low-hangers that sagged under the weight of their cum loads, a speedbag nutsack that came to just below his glans. His elderly prick wasn't all the way erect, like Rebecca had spied before and like she knew from porn, but it definitely wasn't flaccid either. She wasn't sure. All she knew was that she was blatantly staring, unable to tear her eyes away from her grandpa's dong and nuts now they were completely out in the open.

His dick jumped, like he was flexing it, before he spoke in a measured, reasonable tone: 'It's real hot today. I always go no-clothes when the weather's like this, but I can't when my granddaughter's over. I think she'd find it awkward. But no shame freeballing in front of a pet.'

Their eyes met, Rebecca's pink lips still open, Samson's lips forming an impish grin. He stretched his arms and back, flexing the muscles in his chest with a groan, and grabbed something out of the pet store bag in the corner of the kitchen. He approached his granddaughter with a cat wand in one hand and a few spring toys in the other, and this odd sight finally got Becca to look away from his dangling hose.

'I've been leaving you to your own devices too much. Took the day off work so we could play some before Becks comes back.'

He bounced one of the balls on the hardwood floor, tossing it in the direction of the thick carpet. Rebecca watched it go, then glanced at her grandpa uncertainly. Even with everything they'd done, this seemed a little odd, but he just shot her that same reassuring smile. 'Try it, at least. It's okay to have fun.'

She slid off the couch and ambled to the ball on her hands and knees, covered her teeth with her lips, and picked the toy up with her mouth, avoiding touching it with her teeth and tongue. She returned to him and dropped it at his feet, and he simply smiled and threw a spring nearby. It bounced off the ground, and oddly, Becca found herself reacting on instinct, following its trajectory so she could bat it with her hand and watch it go elsewhere. Samson watched carefully so he could kick whatever toy she was playing with away at just the right moment, and it turned into a surprisingly taxing workout that had her dashing around the room and sinking into an odd headspace where she didn't think about how her naked body looked, breasts bouncing as she rolled around, skin covered with a thin sheen of sweat. She really was having fun, and it transported her not only to an animalistic mindset, but to her younger self, too, when she'd spend hours acting just like this, a little girl unconcerned with grades and body image and the intricacies of adulthood.

Eventually, she needed a break, and while she steadied her breathing, she collected the balls and springs they'd scattered around the room, no longer reluctant to grab them with her mouth. She had them piled up in front of her, doing a quick count to check she hadn't missed any, on all fours with her ass raised. There were only ten items altogether, but she stuttered when she counted the sixth, because she felt something new. Something unusual. Something grazing her puffy pussy lips once, then again.

Blushing brightly, Rebecca looked over her shoulder and saw that her grandpa was using the tip of the long plastic handle of the cat wand to poke at her vulva while she innocently presented it to him – at least, she was pretty sure she'd done it innocently. She hadn't thought about it. But she had chosen to thrust her holes out towards him instead of stopping anywhere else, so maybe she'd hoped he'd do something? It was hard to think at all with the prodding at her little cunt, let alone about the broader implications of something like this. He pushed the tip of the wand against the left outer side of her labia majora, then moved it to the right and back again, strumming the peachy halves of her slit. Even though she'd hung out naked all day the previous day, she'd never felt this exposed and examined , and her breathing didn't quite return to normal after all, caught in hesitant, loud intakes as she felt her grandfather literally toy with her pussy.

When she felt that cold, hard, unfeeling tip part her lips, like it might slip inside, she leapt away and climbed onto the couch with a little irritated yip, like an overstimulated cat. It was too much, and too impersonal, and it was – it was incest , which was wrong –

Although it was hard to keep that particular objection on her mind when she looked at Samson, feigning annoyance, and saw that his nude prick had grown into a full, throbbing hard-on.

Rebecca was pretty sure he'd been a little hard before, but this was totally different. Her grandfather's cock stuck out proudly, not quite at an angle from his body – it was so long and thick that it sagged under its own weight, the fully exposed cockhead pointing vaguely downwards, capping a smooth pillar of fuckmeat that twitched when it sensed its granddaughter's gaze. His long ballsack was considerably shorter now, the skin pulled taut by his mighty erection. With all the decades he'd lived, she wondered how many women had seen his prick like this, how many had felt it stuffing their gut or their throat.

Samson wandered closer to the couch, and though Rebecca could have chosen to remain in her closed-off all-fours position, sensitive areas pressed against the back cushion, she gradually lay her bottom half down, then outright posed on her back, in the usual "begging" position she'd adopted several times: folded hands at her collarbones, legs spread and bent at the knee. Aroused pussy popped open, lips flushed and engorged and welcoming.

The old man came closer at a leisurely pace, scanning every inch of his offspring's nude, displayed body, heavy dick and nuts bouncing with each step, until he reached Rebecca. They were positioned at almost the perfect height for him to work his erection into her sweet virgin pussy and start fucking her with abandon, but of course, he didn't do that. He took a few more steps, and Becca let out a little sound of surprise when his prickhead landed on the crook of her thigh with a smack. She had her grandfather's erect dick resting on her body.

When she'd exchanged excited Facebook messages about her impending trip with him a few months earlier, how could she ever have imagined this would happen?

Samson's cockhead was hotter than she thought it would be; maybe because it was an extremity, she thought a dick would be warm, but not this hot . Did it feel more acute because it was the first dick she'd ever felt against her, and because this very first dick was her own grandfather's? There was no way to tell. She froze in place, watching his dickhead pause against her pretty, soft skin. It almost felt like a living creature detached from her grandpa's body, but it was very much connected, and she proved it to herself when she shifted her gaze to his face. He must have sensed the look, because he stopped devouring her gorgeous body with his eyes and met hers, and as soon as he did, she knew the tiny lips at the tip of his cockhead opened to drool out a fat dollop of scorching, clear precum – because she felt the viscous drop spurt onto her belly.

knees and left the safety of her room. She was starting to feel better on all fours than upright, even though the latter was more physically comfortable, but she didn't want to think about the reasons why. She had bigger concerns… like getting breakfast.

Samson stood at his usual spot, facing away at the kitchen counter, and just like the previous day, he was fully nude, every inch of his aged skin on display, strong ass and broad back shifting with his movements. He turned around and smiled as Rebecca entered, and held her dish up – but unlike prior mornings, it wasn't the ceramic bowl she was used to. Instead, her breakfast was being served in a metallic pet bowl, decorated with stamped images of cat paws. Another step on the ladder.

'Morning, kitty. Got your food right here.'

She sat her lower body on the cold tiled ground while he came closer and set the dish in front of her, watching the way his dick and balls bobbed and swayed with his movements. She couldn't help it: hard or soft, her grandfather's genitals just fascinated her, and she could feel the soft texture of his dickskin under her fingers even now. One knee on the floor, flaccid prick pointing right at the meal, he gestured at the cereal he'd laid out for her. 'Eat up.'

Becca lowered her head to begin lapping at the milk, flinching a little when her teen boobies flattened against the cool floor. Her nipples were already hardening when she left her room, stimulated by the exhibitionism and the promises of what the day would bring, and they were fully erect now, sending tiny shockwaves up her soft breasts whenever she moved and felt a change of texture on her tits. She wanted to finish eating quickly, but a new sensation made her gasp into her pet bowl.

She'd felt the stiff, unyielding, blunt point of the cat wand poke at her cunt yesterday. Now, she felt warm, experienced fingers grope and massage her pussy. Her grandfather 's fingers.

Her face was down, but she'd kept her ass up, and Samson was reaching between her legs to explore her cute, blushing vulva, gently grabbing her lips in his hand, pressing her slit against the heel of his palm so he came away with a patch of her slick on his skin. He parted the halves with his index and middle fingers, peering at the wet, pink inside, a place no man had ever seen before. She 'd barely caught a glimpse of it, and she'd never felt more exposed than now, reflexively clenching the walls of her gash at the intrusive prodding. Samson took that as a cue to focus his touch more, and he settled his fingers on the lower part of her mons, where he could toggle the tiny nub of her clitoris while vigorously rubbing her lips with his thumb. His granddaughter's legs shook when he began his targeted assault on her hotspots, and she barely dodged the bowl of cereal when she buried her head in her crossed arms, better angling her hips to give him access to the most private, sensitive parts of her body. His thumb rubbed circles over her increasingly moist labia, dipping in between to caress the slick pink flesh and to toy with her fuckhole.

Rebecca's rapid chain of moans and gasps was muffled by her position. It was all so overwhelming! She hadn't expected such a direct sexual encounter first thing in the morning; she'd never been touched this way by anyone before, let alone her much older relative; she was being used as a plaything without an exchange of words or signals; and her grandfather was teasing the mouth of her vagina in the middle of his kitchen . She'd grown up having peanut butter and jelly sandwiches at the table just feet away. She'd had a cup of coffee with her parents and sister to say goodbye before they went on their vacation. She couldn't explain how she'd arrived at this set of circumstances even if she tried.

Even if she wanted to, she'd struggle to string her words together, because that's when he started to truly finger her.

He pushed his thumb into her pussy first, officially the first thing to penetrate her beside her own fingers and a couple of random items she'd used as makeshift dildos. It was more exploratory than anything else, like he was testing the waters, but her velvet walls tightening around his digit while she backed her ass against his touch, searching for more, soon had him pulling his thumb out and replacing it with his middle finger, quickly joined by his ring finger, too. He spent the first few strokes feeling her insides while she gasped and shivered, palpating her fuckpocket to find particularly sensitive areas, mapping out the path to his little girl's orgasm. This only reinforced her imagination of his sexual experience, like he'd honed his skills for decades before she was even born, all so he could unleash the full extent of his expertise on her innocent little twat. When he seemed satisfied, he shifted his stance and started railing her with his hand.

He honed in on her g-spot shockingly fast. Rebecca's legs slid apart from a sudden wanton weakness until she was lying with her belly on the floor, a moaning mess while her grandpa's fingers noisily fucked her teen cunt. Rapid squelches marked the rhythm of his fingering, his thrusts aided by Becca's gloriously wet pussy, which sucked him in like a hungry mouth. His right hand roamed the firm, bouncy cheeks of her ass, and she could vaguely make out the words he was murmuring: good girl, my pretty pussycat, you're so warm and eager.

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