Grandpa’s Journals: The End and The Beginning by 2stfauther
Explore the captivating journey in 'Grandpa's Journals: The End and The Beginning' by 2stfauther. Discover hidden desires, heartfelt reflections, and the intertwining of past and present in this adult story that challenges norms and ignites passions. Dive into a world of connections where each entry reveals a new layer of intimacy.<br/>
This is the last of Grandpa’s Journals. I hope you have enjoy it.
The call came the latter part of November, just before Thanksgiving, from my other daughter, the one that lives in Florida. She was thrilled beyond words but also was concerned with what she was going to do. She had met another fella, this one from Chile, and they had dated ever since last May and they had become very serious, so serious in fact, that he had proposed marriage and was asking her to go back down to his home in Santiago and live there with him. He had asked for all of them to come with him but the girls, although they liked him, didn’t want to move.
So my daughter called me and asked me to come live with my grand daughters until they got out of high school and into the college of their choice. That would mean, of course, that my chosen life style would come to a complete halt. What a question she had asked of me and I didn’t know how to answer. But I wanted so much to see my daughter happy that I told her that I would think about it.
Carol, my oldest daughter, was a dependant child from the beginning. She was very bright from her childhood and through her formal education. She used to be a knockout, trim, athletic and full of energy, but as soon as she got married and had her first born, Lori, she started to go down hill in the looks department until she became downright fat and sloppy looking. I still see the beauty in her, down under all that blubber, and I was thrilled to hear that someone else could see through it also.
What she was asking was for me to give up my other relationships that I had formed over the past year with my other grand daughters and I didn’t know if I was willing to do that. She had no way of knowing how strong these relationships had become and I was about to tell her, but I had to think about it earnestly.
I was debating my dilemma and not making very much headway with it until Victoria happened to mention, kind of off handedly, that they should follow me down to Florida and get out of this “Damn Big City”. That got me to thinking that maybe she was on to something and we should consider it seriously. If my Vickie and Lauren would come down to Florida with me and we all could live in Carol’s house with Lori and Melinda, then all we had to do was convince Susan to come out east to live with us and we could become a great big extended family.
The more that I thought about it the more excited that I became so I placed a call to my grand daughter back in Oregon and invited her to come live with her aunt, her cousins and with me on the beach in Central Florida. I told her that they had a Community College right here in town that I was sure she could transfer to and there was just enough room in the house for one more if she didn’t mind sharing a room with her cousin. She seemed skeptical at first but the more I talked and more excited she became until she finally said that she would talk to her parents about the move and call me back.
But regardless of her decision, I had decided that I was going to make the change and move to Florida, at least for a couple of years, until both of my grand daughters got out of high school. I had asked Victoria to move down with me with her daughter and I had hopes of my other grand daughter, Susan, joining us all real soon.
Victoria would wait here in New York until Christmas and move Lauren down to start her new school at the break. She would have to find someone the sub-lease her place but that shouldn’t be too big of a hurdle so she was as excited as I was over the whole thing. I decided to take off right after Thanksgiving and get all set up and I was really anxious to see my two beauties.
It took me a couple of days to make the trip but when I arrived in the afternoon of the second day, everybody was either at work or in school so I set up my rig on the pad in the back yard, pulled out the awning and sat down to wait for everyone to come home. Naturally, I poured myself a Rum and Coke and then walked down to the lake to see how high the water had gotten this year.
On the way back up from my walk, I came through the gate and the memories came flooding back of my discovery that night of almost a year ago when I first spotted Lori getting ready for bed. I started to get a boner just thinking of that experience and just how far I had let that one little night take me with my grand daughters. I had had relations with all of the girls except Melinda and I had promised to bed that one too this winter. I’m such a pervert but every one of them wanted it so who am I to refuse their desires.
I was on my second drink when the back door of the house flew open and out ran my two grand daughters, Lori and Melinda, back to my rig and into my arms. I hugged both of them at one time as they flew their arms around my neck and I jumped up to greet them. They were each very excited to see me finally there with them and they gave me my share of kisses and hugs before they settled down into the chairs that I had sitting under my awning.
As I gazed into their eyes, I detected a lustful look of loneliness and a definite look of longing come from Lori’s face but it was the nervous little smile of anticipation that I saw in Melinda’s eyes that made my cock start to jerk with feelings over my younger grand daughter. I smiled back into each of their eyes as I gave them each a signal that I had not forgotten and that I had a plan.
I told them that we may have some company very soon and they got all excited about sharing their house and their grandpa with three other people. They said they thought it would be fun to see their aunt and cousins again and the idea of everyone living under one roof appealed to both of them. I cautioned them that it may not turn out that great because six people living together in a small house could pose many problems but that didn’t seem to dampen their enthusiasm one little bit.
Pretty soon Carol came home from work and came out to join in on the impromptu party at my rig as I pulled out another chair from my storage compartment and offered to grill some steaks for the family. So as I cooked the dinner for the evening, we all sat around chatting, drinking and eating until it had gotten pitch dark and it was time for everyone to get ready for bed.
I knew where I was going to be this evening, right outside of Lori’s window where it all started, so I wasn’t too sad to see everyone turn in for the night. I wondered over to my spot behind the tree and waited for Lori to come into her room to change into her pajamas. It was only a few moments until my long wait of many months was fulfilled and the light came on through Lori’s bedroom window.
As she turned towards the mirror over her dresser on the opposite side from the window, I noticed her glancing out the unshaded widow to see if she could detect my presents. But she must have known that I would be there and because she slowly started to unbutton the front of her blouse beginning at the bottom and working her way up to the top. When she reached the last button and her blouse fell away exposing her bra covered breasts to my eyes, I bravely walked forward into the glaring light of her room to stand directly at her window as she coyly started to grin and remove the blouse from her shoulders and arms. Her next move was to remove her shorts down her hips and long thin legs and when she had finished, she stood back up to admire herself standing there in just her panties and bra.
I had almost forgotten just how lovely she was but standing there in her skimpy little underwear, showing me that she still loved for me to peep in on her, I had to pull my cock out of my pants and start to rub in back and forth. She must have sensed that I was enjoying the sight because just then she reached behind her back and pinched the bra strap apart as it fell off of her arms and away from her breasts. I sighed out loud as I yanked on my erect manhood and my eyes were treated to a wonderful show.
She turned to walk over to the bed and just before she reached the edge, she moved her hands down to her waistband of her panties and slowly moved them down over her hips and crotch, exposing her hairy little patch directly to my eyes as she laid herself down on her back with her feet towards the head of the bed. She looked directly into my starring eyes and smiled a devilish little smile as she then moved her hand down between her legs and started massaging her two little pussy lips.
I was so enthralled with the sight of my grand daughter rubbing her own pussy lips just for my enjoyment that I never heard someone come outside to join me but when I felt the hand taking over what my hand was doing, I turned to see Melinda standing directly behind me and she was taking over the task of beating my exposed meat with her own hand. I smiled a wicked sort of smile as I looked back to my other grand daughter just in time to see her finger run up her slit and stop there on her clitoris. As her hips rose up a little to meet her finger, Melinda’s hand was firmly pumping on my stiff cock and I was going wild.
I only glanced at my willing participant in my crime but I recognized that she was wearing her short little pajamas, the ones that had the thin spaghetti that held up the top and the flared leg holes to her bottoms. So I placed my hand that I used to pull on my cock and moved it back to rest between her pajama bottom leg holes and the skin of her young leg and pushed it up to her crotch to return the exploratory favor as I started to massage between her pussy lips. Her knees started to buckle as she leaned forward to steady herself and then she softly sighed into my ear, “Oh Grandpa, you’re making me want to cum.”
As I kept up my finger’s stimulation and Melinda was pounding away at my engorged cock, the person that we were both watching was placing her finger as far up her cunt as it would reach and was bucking her hips wildly into her own pumping action. Just then, I could take it no more as I reached my limits and started ejaculating out my sperm into a mad squirting of cum all along the wall that really needed repainting. Melinda’s hand was a blur as my finger was working over her clit and Lori’s finger was pumping frantically into her well. Her orgasm came just as Melinda reached hers and the pair of them exploded into a wild, mad eruption of feelings that caused them both to cry out in a muffled scream of ecstasy.
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