The house was quiet and still as Mia waited anxiously on the porch, her heart racing in her chest. She knew she shouldn’t be here, not after what her mother had warned her about. But something compelled her to come nonetheless, a morbid curiosity perhaps, or maybe just a desire to see her grandfather one last time before the cancer took him completely.
Mia’s mother had always driven her to visit her grandfather until she found out about his sick, perverted ways. Now she refused to even allow Mia to see him. But this was different. This was the last time she would be able to say goodbye. Mia took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
It swung open slowly to reveal Walter, his frail body hunched over a walker. “Well hello there, Mia,” he rasped, his voice weak but unmistakable. “I wasn’t expecting you.”
“Hi Grandpa,” Mia said softly, stepping inside. “I…I wanted to see you. One last time.”
Walter’s eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled. “I’m glad you did. Why don’t you help an old man to the living room?”
Mia took his arm and slowly guided him to his reclining chair. As he eased himself down with a groan, she perched on the arm of the sofa. “So,” Walter said after a moment, “your mother still not too keen on me, eh?”
Mia shook her head, feeling a pang of guilt. “I know she warned me not to come but…I just felt like I needed to.”
“Well you did the right thing,” Walter said. “Family is important. Especially in times like these.” He looked up at her then, his rheumy eyes boring into hers. “I’m so glad you came. Really.”
“I’m glad too, Grandpa,” Mia said, meaning it. “I know things have been…difficult. With what I know about you and all. But…I’m here now.”
Walter nodded slowly. “I know what your mother says about me, sweetheart. I know she warned you away. But the truth is…I’m a lonely old man. I’m dying, you know that. And…well, I’ve never been able to control my urges. Even now, as sick and frail as I am.”
Mia felt a blush creeping up her neck. She knew full well what those urges were. “It’s okay Grandpa,” she said softly. “I understand. More than you realize.”
Walter’s eyes widened in surprise. “You do? But…your mother said…”
“Grandpa, I’m 18 years old,” Mia said gently. “I know what’s going on. I know about your fetishes…your perversions. But…well, I’ve never been able to think of you as a bad person. Just…a very struggling one.”
Tears welled up in Walter’s eyes. “Oh Mia…I don’t know what to say. I’m so ashamed.”
“Shh, it’s okay,” Mia said. “You don’t need to be ashamed. You’re fighting an illness…an addiction. That doesn’t make you bad. It just makes you in need of help.”
She reached out and took his frail hand, squeezing it gently. “I’m here now, Grandpa. I’m here and I’m not going anywhere until you’re gone. And…I’m willing to do whatever I need to do to make you feel good. Whatever you need from me.”
Walter’s eyes flashed with a sudden hunger. “Oh, Mia…you’d do that? For me?”
“Yes, Grandpa,” Mia said, her voice filled with conviction. “I would. Just tell me what you need.”
A slow grin spread across Walter’s face, his dentures glinting in the dim light. “Wel,l sweetheart…I think you know exactly what an old bastard like me needs from a pretty young thing like you.”
Mia felt heat flooding her core. She knew it was wrong, knew her mother would be horrified. But looking into her grandfather’s desperate eyes, she couldn’t find it in herself to refuse him. Not now, not after everything.
Slowly, she slid off the arm of the chair to kneel before him. “Show me then, Grandpa,” she breathed. “Show me what you need.”
Walter’s hands trembled as he undid his belt and fly. He pulled his old, wrinkled cock out, already half-hard. “Go on Mia,” he croaked. “Be a good girl and suck your Grandpa’s cock. Make the old bastard feel good one last time.”
Mia felt a surge of heat at his words. She leaned forward and gently took his cock into her mouth. The smell was musky and rank, but she fought down her disgust. If this was what he needed, then this was what she would give him.
She sucked and licked, coaxing his cock to full hardness. As she did, Walter stroked her hair and muttered filthy encouragements. “That’s it sweetheart…take Grandpa’s cock…you’re such a good girl…gonna make me come so hard…”
Mia could feel her own arousal building as she worked him over. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, that she was actually giving her perverted grandfather a blowjob. But some dark, hidden part of her was into it.
She took him as deep as she could, gagging slightly. Walter moaned and thrust into her mouth, his hand fisting in her hair. “Fuck Mia…fuck…I’m gonna cum…gonna fucking cum…”
And then he was, his cock pulsing and twitching as he spurted jets of hot, salty fluid down her throat. Mia swallowed it all, not pulling away until he was completely spent.
As she sat back, Walter collapsed against the chair, chest heaving. “Oh Mia…” he gasped. “Oh honey…thank you.”
Mia just smiled, wiping her mouth. “You’re welcome, Grandpa. Anything else you need?”
Walter’s eyes roamed over her body, hungry and lascivious. “Oh, I can think of a few things,” he croaked with a weak grin. “But I don’t know if I’m up for too much more…in my condition…”
“Don’t you worry about that, Grandpa,” Mia said, standing up. “Why don’t you just settle back and let me take care of everything? I think I know what you need next.”
And before Walter could protest, Mia was shimmying out of her jeans and panties. She stood before him completely bare, her young body perfect and ripe. Walter’s mouth went dry at the sight.
“Good lord, Mia. You’re so beautiful. You’re making me hard again, I never got hard so quick after cumin.”
Mia smiled and reached down to spread her pussy lips, exposing her pink, glistening insides. “You want this, Grandpa? You want to fuck your granddaughter’s tight young cunt?”
Walter nodded frantically, his cock already hardening again. “Oh god yes, Mia. Please…please let me have it…”
“Well then…” Mia said, climbing into his lap. She reached down and positioned his swollen cock head at her entrance. “Here it is, Grandpa. Your granddaughter’s cunt…all for you.”
And then she was sinking down on him, his thick old cock spreading her pussy lips wide. Walter groaned at the feeling, his hands flying to her hips. “Oh, fuck Mia…you’re so tight…so fucking tight…”
Mia began to ride him, rolling her hips and taking him deep. It was wrong, so wrong…but it felt so good. She could feel every inch of him inside her, hitting places she didn’t know she had.
Walter’s hands roamed her body as she fucked him, squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples. “You like that sweetheart? Like fucking your grandpa’s old cock?”
“Yes,” Mia moaned. “Yes, I do…gonna make you cum again Grandpa? Cum in your granddaughter’s cunt?”
“Oh fuck yes,” Walter grunted, pistoning up into her. “Gonna cum so fucking deep Mia…gonna fill up your cunt…”
He pounded into her harder, grunting and groaning. Mia could feel her own orgasm building, her pussy clenching around his thrusting cock. “Cum with me Grandpa,” she panted. “Cum with your pretty granddaughter…”
And then they were both coming, bodies shuddering and spasming. Walter’s cock jerked and throbbed as he emptied himself inside her, flooding her young womb with his old seed. Mia threw her head back and wailed, her cunt milking him for every last drop.
They collapsed together, bodies still joined. Walter stroked her hair as they caught their breath. “Oh Mia…” he rasped. “Oh honey…thank you. Thank you for being so good to your old grandpa…”
Mia just smiled and kissed his cheek. “Anytime, Grandpa. Anything you want…I’m here for you. For as long as you need me.”
And as she lay there in her dying grandfather’s arms, Mia knew she would do it all again in a heartbeat. For him, for them, for that dark twisted part of herself that craved it. She was his now, wholly and completely. His perverted little granddaughter, ready to fulfill his every depraved whim…for as long as he was still breathing.
Their forbidden tryst was only just beginning.