Was waiting the door when she rounded the corner the house

Summertime at Grandpa Dicks- Chap 3

by Ole Crannon

"Yeah, great. That's what I wanted to talk to you about. I just wanted to let you know that I'll be over in a few minutes. Don't get dressed up." She snickered, then said, "Just get it up."

I laughed and said OK and we hung up. I watched out the window and a short while later was rewarded with the beautiful sight of a naked twelve year old Karen skipping up the driveway. I was waiting at the door when she rounded the corner of the house. Her brilliant smile just seemed to light up the whole day for me.

That's when she got a somewhat serious look on her face and said, "That's what I needed to talk to you about. But I wanted to do it just the two of us."

I was worried and said, "What's wrong, sweety, did you two get in a fight? Is it something that I did?"

"I want to learn to be a total, perverted slut. I wanna do the absolutest awful things just to do them. I mean I like doing things and I want to do things that I like, but I also want to find out and experience all the things I don't know about. I mean, like you showed us the women doing the crap eating. Grampa, I wasn't disgusted by it! I wanted to be there doing it with them."

"Are you sure, sweet thing? Janelle seemed really turned off by it." I asked her. "You're going to find that a common reaction."

Janelle is different. It's just pain to her. She's never even been spanked by her dad. She said that when I pinched her nipples, all she wanted to do was knock my hands down and run away. I guess she isn't wired the same as me. But that's OK. We agreed that we're different and we're going to react to things differently. Oh, and we also agreed that we wouldn't try to outdo the other one, like we tried to do before. We even kissed on that." She got a big grin on her face. "Well, we kissed on a lot of things. We both like doing that."

I grinned and said, "And I like watching that, too."

"Honey, you can use the nastier language when it's just us together. It really isn't bad and it can sometimes help communication better." I told her. "It's really all right for you to say 'shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cock and those things."

"I know, Gramps, but I've always been raised not to say stuff like that. My mom never uses any dirty language like that and she'd really punish me if I ever used it. I know that it's OK with us, but it may take me a little while to learn how to do that. But what I meant to say was that Janelle let me eat some of her...well, shit. Grampa! I did it!

I saw that she was excited about that, but I said, "Ummmm, that's fine, dear, but do you think that you two should be doing that? I mean, could it cause problems?"

She gave me that PRM look again and said, "Why? I've already sucked her dad off. He said he'd like to do... uh, fuck me so why not? As far as my dad, I want him to, ah, I want to do all kinds of dirty things with him. I don't know if he'll do it, but I don't care. I love him and I wanna try."

"They sound pretty liberated. I can't think of anything better. I wish more families were like that. Dear, you mentioned that Janelle has never had a spanking. I think I know why." I said to her.

She looked at me puzzled and sat there thinking. Finally, I said to her, "Janelle doesn't have to rebel. She doesn't have to try to seduce her dad and compete with her mother for his affections, because everything's out in the open. They've discussed it and Janelle obviously knows where the limits are and she's happy with them. I have a feeling that they have some arguments now and then, like any normal family, but there probably isn't the sexual tension component that can cause so much trouble."

"You know, you're right, as usual. I'm not a lez, but I like doing those things with Janelle. I guess no matter how much of that kinda stuff I do, I still want you or her dad to do it to me most of all. So I'm not a lez, just a slut. So I guess I'd do it with her mom."

"I'd rather enjoy watching that," I told her grinning.

slut things because they're with another female. So you've got a lot to learn, missy. You need to realize sex is sex. With a girl or a guy. With a girl, the plumbing is different, so you do different things. Like licking, sucking, fingering, fisting, all kinds of things. And you learn to get off on them," I told her. "You get off on doing those things with Janelle. Why not with Claire? Or another woman?"

"Why do you have to be right like that all the time?" she said, laughing.

"And you understand that being wet conducts electricity better than dry. Right?" I asked her.

She nodded. "Like standing in a puddle of water and touching a light socket. I've seen that on TV or in the movies."

I grinned at her and said, "Yes, ol' 'Bill' was definitely smart. You should go do some research on him on the web just to see how smart he was. But use the name 'Will', as that's what everyone knew him as."

"OK, Gramps. Now, we've got some time. Can you show me some videos of the things a sex slut does?" she asked me.

"You know," I told her, "all of those things are enjoyable, especially if they're done with you, but I can honestly tell you that there's nothing more satisfying to me than just being able to hold you close to me, feel your wonderful body and make love with you. To make you feel good."

"Awww, Gramps, that's nice. And I feel the same way about you. Sometimes I feel like doing nasty things and being all perverted 'n stuff, then there's times like now that I just want you to hold me and feel your thing inside me," she said, laying her head on my shoulder.

She pulled one leg up and started to turn around, using my cock as a pivot. Bringing her leg around, she pivoted all the way around, which was a very interesting sensation in itself. Once she was facing me again, she put her arms around my neck and said, "Yeah, at first when you were stretching me. Then it felt good once you were inside me. I felt so full!" she said.

"Then you probably realize that stretching your anal sphincter to get it into your ass is what hurts," I told her. "If you can learn to relax the muscles, it doesn't hurt- at least as much. If you practice stretching those muscles, they'll hurt less and less as you get used to it- at least up to a point. Sluts who take fists and large objects practice relaxing and stretching so they can do it. And I dare say, it feels good, just like it felt good to you. Once you had relaxed and started to enjoy it."

"Gramps, will you put your whole hand up in me?" she asked.

"If you want me to, hon," I told her. "It can take some time and can be painful though. Besides, there's some physical limits. You're only twelve and still growing. Your holes may not physically be able to stretch and take large size things yet. That may take some time."

"OK, 'sphinc-ter'," she said, emphasizing the pronunciation, then sticking her tongue out at me. "What do we have to do?"

I didn't say anything, but clicked on the browser and did a search on the word, selecting several information pages and then explaining to her the physical workings and purposes of them. This led us to other things and we spent a good amount of time getting her a bit more educated in human- and especially female - reproductive anatomy. She marveled at the way the body was put together and how it worked. Apparently they don't teach much of that in school. At least not to twelve year olds.

She thought for a while, then said, "Yeah, I want you to make a baby in me. So we can't do anything that would damage me for that. But I get so shivery when I think of what it would be like to have something pushing up into me there. It would hurt good, like when you push hard on my cervix. I really like that." She ground her hips, trying to put pressure on her cervix.

"Honey, I like it too. We'll have to see what positions we can use to help you get all the pressure you want. In fact, here. Put your feet up here beside me legs," I told her. She moved her feet up, pulling her knees up against her chest. I held on to her to balance her so she wouldn't fall. Then I pulled her forward and thrust up into her at the same time. She squealed with pleasure as my cock pushed hard against her little cervix.

"It turns you on too? Great! I want you to figure out how to do it for me then. OK?" she told me.

"Let me think about how to do it then, sweety. I don't want to damage you in any way," I told her. "And promise me that you won't try anything like that unless I'm there to help you. Or do it for you."

"Janelle knows I'm here and what we're doing. Claire knows I'm here, but she probably doesn't know what we're doing. I don't have any specific time I've gotta be back other than for dinner, I guess," she said.

"OK, just as long as you don't get in trouble," I told her.