0 comments/ 94702 views/ 4 favorites Summer Holidays Ch. 1 By: Patrick For as long as I could remember we’d gone to stay with Grandma and Grandpa for a few weeks over the school holidays, and it had always been an exciting time. They lived in an almost isolated farm house quite close to the sea, and it always seemed to take an age to get there down a road that twisted and turned through a heavily forested area. They loved it because of the privacy it gave them, I loved it because there always seemed to be so much to explore, the woods, the beaches, and a small amount of farmland in between, rarely, if ever, did I meet anyone on my many walks. Mom and dad never seemed to worry when I was out from dawn to dusk as I rather think they enjoyed the opportunity to have time to themselves and go off swimming and snorkeling. This particular year I’d just passed my 18th birthday, and Mom and Dad were starting to wonder if I’d rather spend my holidays where there was more people, more kids my own age to play with, but I told them that I couldn’t think of anywhere I’d rather be than at Nanna and Grandad’s, so here we were, and I couldn’t wait to get out and start exploring again, I was sure that much would have changed in the year since I was here, old trees would have fallen and created new grotto’s in the forest, and new ones would have started to grow to fill the gaps, Mmmm, I sure loved those trees. The first day was going to be very hot, so I knew I was going to spend the day in the cool of the forest, exploring, but even though it would be cooler in there, it would still be warm enough not to wear too many clothes. I giggled as I remembered the time last year when I’d got too hot and had thrown off all my clothes and run naked through the forest pretending I was a nature nymph, I’d felt so free and I knew that if it was hot again this year I’d do the same thing. So, making sure no one was around the house to see me leave, I slipped on a pair of bikini bottoms, some tight shorts and a loose, floppy T shirt, with no bra underneath, and dashed out. As soon as I moved into the trees I felt free, and glancing around quickly I slipped my T shirt over my head to let the breeze get to my breast and my nipples, Mmm that felt sooo good. I giggled as I slung the T shirt over my shoulders and started out through the forest, I felt so wicked! I was quite tall for my age, almost 5ft 8, and with the height had come a very early development! By age 13 I already had a nice pair of breasts that had all the boys in my class trying to cop a feel or sneak a look, particularly at swimming carnivals, but I learned very quickly how to avoid their fumbling hands, while still teasing them just a little. Now, at 18, I had quite large, but very firm breasts, probably a 36 c or maybe larger, grin, and it wasn’t the boys that were ogling me now, or trying to cop a feel, grown men were licking their lips, even some of my male teachers! One had even gone so far as to invite me to a party he was holding, but I knew mom and dad wouldn’t let me go. Mmmm that night I lay in bed and dreamed of what might have happened if I’d gone, and it wasn’t long before I was moaning and groaning with my fingers deep in my shuddering pussy, bringing myself to a climax. Just thinking of it now made my nipples jump to attention and I lifted my hand and caressed them, shuddering slightly. Oh god I was getting so horny as I got older, and my one attempt at sex had only fuelled that. I’d been at a party with some of my fellow students and had a little too much to drink, enough to dampen my usual caution, and one of the boys had taken advantage of that and bailed me up out in the pool, fondling my breasts and my pussy and getting me real hot, then he’d pulled my bather bottoms aside and tried to slide his hard cock into me. I guess he got it in a little way, but then he groaned and shot his load and quickly pulled out, afraid he might get me pregnant. Damn it, he left me right up in the air, I guess I could have told him I was on the pill and there was no danger, but he’d already cum so that was a waste of time, I wasn’t even sure he’d popped my cherry – if I still had one after all the manual manipulations I’d been doing over the last few years! I rushed home and masturbated furiously until I came, making a promise to myself that next time it would be different, next time it would be a man making me scream out my orgasm. I was still thinking these idle horny thoughts, and getting a little turned on, when I heard voices. I stopped dead, not afraid, just curious, in all these years I’d never met anyone else in these woods. I turned my ears one way and then the other, trying to determine where the voices were coming from, and promptly headed slowly and quietly in that direction, slipping quickly into my T shirt as I did so. Suddenly I knew where the voices were coming from, there was a stream that meandered through the forest down to the beach, and in some places the stream widened and deepened to form pools, I’d swum in some of them myself, although the water was always so incredibly cold, I knew there was one just ahead, with a small clearing around it. By now I could hear the voices clearly enough to realize that there was a man and a woman there, and they were arguing a little. “No Johnny” I heard the woman say, “You promised I could keep my top on otherwise I wouldn’t have agreed to you taking pictures” “But Jennifer. You’re so beautiful and you would make a fantastic model, and all models do bikini shots, hell some even do topless shots” Johnny replied, in a pleading tone. Mmmm, this sounded interesting, I thought as I moved closer, moved to where I was hidden from them by some trees, but I could see them quite clearly. Jennifer was standing by the pool in a half pose position, her hands above her head, her breasts thrust forward. She was wearing a thin T shirt like me, but it was wet as if she’d been in the water, and it was plastered to her breasts so closely that you could see her bikini top showing through. She was tall and blonde and quite good looking, although that was marred by the pouting look she had on her face at that moment. “Well, what if you took off your bikini top, but left your T shirt on” Johnny pleaded. “Oh, that would be just as bad, my breasts would show right through, and I know you, you’ll be showing the pictures to all your friends and I’ll get a reputation” she said, “No, this is far as I go, and it that doesn’t please you then I’ll leave” “Aw hell. Jennifer that’s not fair, you promised me some good shots, got me all worked up, and now you want to walk off, well perhaps I should let you!” he almost snarled. Jennifer laughed, “Let me? you forget it’s my car, so if that’s the way you feel. I’ll head off and leave you to walk home” she pouted. “Do that” he said, turning away, turning almost to face me, and I suddenly realized what he meant by ‘worked up’! he was only wearing shorts and they were tenting out at the front like crazy, Johnny had a massive hard on! I felt the heat shoot through me as I stared at his bulge, then movement caught my yes and I saw Jennifer pick up her shoulder bag and start to walk away. Then she stopped and a cruel kind of laugh came from her, “Guess you’ll have to handle you own problem, I’m sure you’re used to that, being such a perve and all, oh yes Mary told me how you’d tried to get her to take her clothes off too, you’re just a dirty old man” she cried out, then turned away. He spun around, “So why did you come if you knew that and if you felt like that?” he asked, an almost plaintive note in his voice. She laughed, “Because I like to tease” she said, “I like to see men get all aroused and excited, and it was sure easy with you” still laughing, she turned and walked away, and soon disappeared into the woods. Johnny stood there shoulders slumped, a picture of dejection, until we both heard the distant car start up and drive off, then he slumped to the floor, gazing out over the pool. I felt so sorry for him and so angry with her, that before I realized what I was doing I stepped forward around the bank of trees and walked towards him. I was almost on top of him before he sensed my presence and looked around, and immediately jumped up, startled, “Where did you come from” he gasped. I smiled, “Oh, Hi, I’m Gina, I’m staying with my grandparents just over by the beach and I always walk through these woods, I’ve never ever met anyone here before, but I heard voices, so I came to see who was here” I said. His eyes dropped, “Oh, you heard” he said. I blushed, “Well I must admit I did stop and listen for a while, I thought she was very cruel” I said. “Yeah, well, I should have guessed as much, her sister was the same” he said, sighing. I grinned, “That would be Mary” I said, “So if you knew, or guessed, why did you come?” He flushed slightly, then laughed, “Well hell, they’re both pretty good looking, and I would have loved some pictures, and she’s right, it excites me to look” he said, then frowned, “But I shouldn’t be telling you all that, I’d better get going, I have a long way to walk” I don’t know what made me do it, but I put out my hand to stop him turning away, “Do you have to go?” I asked, “after all didn’t you come all, this way for pictures?, did you take many of Jennifer?” I asked. He looked a little stunned, “Oh, just a few, I was saving the rest of the roll for …” he said, then he flushed deeply. I laughed, feeling incredibly adult and turned on all of a sudden, “For when Jennifer took off her clothes and showed you her breasts and maybe all the rest of her too” I said, grinning. He blushed then smiled again, “Well I guess I can’t deny that, after all you heard her call me a dirty old man” he said. I snorted, “you’re not old at all” I said. “I’m 35, and feel like 50 right at this moment” he said, then let his eyes wander slowly over me, “And you must be what?…21, 22?” he asked. I literally felt my shoulders straightening and my large breasts push forward, wow, did I really look that old? for a moment I thought of lying, but then decided not to, "No" I said, laughing, “I just turned 18 a couple of weeks ago” He gasped, stepping back a step and really letting his eyes roam over me and I could see his bulge start to grow all over again, “That’s unbelievable, I mean you look so mature … and so beautiful .. and so sexy” He said. then flushed, “Oh I guess I shouldn’t have said that last bit” “Why not” I asked impishly, “Every girl likes to be told she’s beautiful and sexy” He laughed, “Oh I guess so, but there’s a law about coming on to girls of your age” he said. “Oh” I said, trying to be as coy as possible, “Were you coming on to me?” He tossed back his head and laughed, “Hell, you know I was, in fact I was about to ask if you’d like to pose for me before you told me your age” he said. Oh. and does being young make me ugly?” I asked. “Hell no, it makes you exciting … and dangerous” He said. I grinned at him, “And if I feel …exciting …. And dangerous?” I asked. His eyes just about popped out and he swallowed uncomfortably through his dry throat , “You mean you’d really?” he stammered. I ignored him, walking around him and approaching the pool, “I’ve often swum here on my own” I said, “I love the freedom, and the privacy”, and as I spoke I lifted my T shirt over my head and tossed it aside. I heard his loud gasp and knew he was seeing my naked breasts in all their glory. I turned and smiled at him, lifting my hands above my head, thrusting my breasts forward, they felt so firm and the nipples were swollen and standing right out. “Will this do” I asked in a soft, sultry voice. He groaned aloud and just stood and stared. “Well, aren’t you going to take some pictures?” I asked, laughing. He gulped, “You really mean?” “Of course, I’ve always wanted to be a model” I said. Suddenly he broke out of his shock, and raising his camera began to click away, moving from side to side, closer, then further away. He posed me against a tree, partially in the water, and lying flat on my back, and I felt absolutely fantastic, like a real model, and he told me repeatedly how beautiful and exciting and sexy I was. Then he ran out of film, and rushed to his bag to get another reel, pausing as he put it in and glancing at me with a strange expression on his face. “Mmmm, you’ve been absolutely fantastic” he said, “and I know I’ve got some real beauties, but ….” “But what?” I asked. He licked his lips, “Would you…would you remove the rest?” he asked. It was my turn to gasp, “You mean…be …completely naked?” I asked, flushing. He nodded, “Oh, it’s ok if you don’t, I understand, but … well you are just soo sexy I’d love to see all of you ” he murmured, coming closer. I glanced down and my eyes widened, his shorts were like a tent. He saw where my eyes were looking, “sorry about that, but seeing you arouses me so much” he whispered. I felt the flush run right through me, “But wont it be worse if I …..?” I whispered, “and isn’t it terribly uncomfortable?” He grinned, “Yes, and Yes” he said, “But I like to think of it as better rather than worse, and as for being uncomfortable, well I can always let it out … if you don’t mind?” I was on fire, staring at his bulge, and I knew I wanted to see him,, see how big he was, heck I hadn’t even seen the one cock that had slipped into me in the pool. I licked my lips and heard myself saying, “I think you should, after all, If I’m naked then you should be too, its only fair?” For a moment he gaped, his jaw dropping, then as if scared I might realize what I’d said and change my mind, he hung the camera around his neck and bent forward at the waist and slid his shorts and his pants off, straightening up to reveal one massive , thick cock! I gaped, god I’d never seen anything that big, even in books or magazines. He smiled, “Don’t let it frighten you, it’s always under control, it never misbehaves unless someone really wants it to” he said. I felt a huge shudder run through me and I’m sure he saw it, as his smile widened, then I was slipping my bikini bottoms off, revealing my pussy, with it’s small patch of brown hair neatly trimmed, and he groaned. “Damn, if only you weren’t so goddamn young” He whispered, and I saw his big cock lurch. I grinned, feeling very grown up all of a sudden, “Oh, and if I wasn’t what would you do?” I asked. “First of all I’d take this whole reel of film of you naked in various sexy, revealing positions, then I’d lie you on the grass beside the pool and I’d fuck you over and over again” He said. I knew he’d deliberately said it crudely to shock me, but all it did was excite me like crazy, and much to his astonishment I stepped forward and cupped my hand around his cock, stroking it up and down lightly, “My age doesn’t make any difference to this at all, does it? It wants to be inside me, filling me up, fucking me, doesn’t it?” I whispered hotly. He groaned, “Maybe that’s true, but I know you’re too young” He whispered. I grinned, continuing to fondle his cock…my first real cock! … “If you can look me in the eyes and tell me honestly that you don’t want to fuck me even though you know I’m just 18, I’ll let you go” I said, grinning. He groaned, deeply, squirming around in my hand, “And if I can’t?” he gasped. I moved forward even more and brushed the head of his cock up and down the lips of my pussy so he could feel my wetness, “Then I guess you’re just going to have to fuck me like you promised” I said. “But” he squawked. I lifted one finger to his lips, “No buts, tell me …. Now…” I said. He groaned deeply again, a shudder running through him, “I can’t, I just can’t” he groaned. I smiled hotly and reached up and lifted the camera off his neck, putting down carefully by his bag, “You can take your pictures later, whatever shots you want” I said, “But right now…” and I slipped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips hard upon his. There was only a momentary hesitation, a brief battle with his conscience, then his hands were on my breasts and he was pressing his massive cock against my belly, and he was kissing me deeply and passionately. Oh god yes, this is what I’d been waiting for, and wanting, a man, a real man, caressing me and wanting me, arousing me and exciting me. Then I was on the grass and his hands and his lips were everywhere, my nipples seemed to explode as he first licked around them, then sucked them into his hot mouth and lashed them with his tongue, and the first orgasm ripped through me, leaving me breathless. He spent an age on my breasts and the fire inside me seemed to grow hotter and hotter, I was reaching down and grasping his hard cock whenever I could, squeezing and stroking it, feeling it grow even more. Then his lips and his tongue were at my pussy, oh god I just about jumped out of my skin as his tongue thrust inside and curled around my throbbing clit, and I shook and shuddered, oh god so much better than when my fingers did it!. He spread my pussy lips wide and sucked my clit into his mouth, and I screamed and came wildly, thrusting my pussy up into his face, pouring my juices all over him, and that seemed to excite him even more. He rolled over and worked his way up my body, back to my breasts, and I felt his hard cock trailing up my leg and my inner thigh until it was brushing against my pussy, “Oh yes, yes” I whimpered, and lifted my backside off the grass, spreading my knees wide, feeling the head of his cock slip just a little bit inside. Oh god I was about to be fucked, I knew it and I wanted it! He hesitated, pulling back slightly, but I reached around and clutched at his tight ass cheeks, “Please. oh yes please” I whimpered, and with a groan of despair he thrust forward ….burying his massive cock ball deep in one stroke!! God I thought I’d been split in two, and I screamed loudly and shook like crazy, and he stopped and froze. “Are you alright” he whispered, ‘I didn’t know you were … oh god, you seemed so mature and knowing I didn’t mean to…” I reached up and put my fingers on his lips once more, “Shhhhh, it’s ok, make it good, make my first time the best it could possibly be” I whispered, “Love me and fuck me all at the same time” I said. He was shaking his head back and fo muttering, “Damn, a virgin, a goddamn 18 year old virgin, I never thought….” “Mmmmm, fuck me Johnny, fuck me with your big cock and fill me with your cum” I whispered boldly, and my language seemed to have the desired effect, he started to move his big cock backwards and forwards , slowly at first, but with growing passion as his body took over his mind and all he cared about was the tight, wet, cunt he was thrusting into. “OH God Gina”, he whispered, “you are so tight and hot, such a fantastic fuck, I can’t get enough of you” and he fucked me harder and faster, pounding his big dick into me, and I loved it, loved the feel of it, loved it’s thickness and it’s length, loved it filling me up, and I answered him stroke for stroke, thrusting up as he thrust down, slamming his cock deeper and deeper, squeezing it with my pussy walls as if I’d been trained to do it from birth. Then he was CUMMING, screaming wildly and thrusting out of control, his big cock spurting and spewing his juices into me, and I was CUMMING too!!!! equally wildly, pulling him deeper and wailing and screaming as I shuddered through orgasm after orgasm until we both collapsed exhausted onto the grass. He didn’t allow me to fall away from him completely, he held me gently, stroking and kissing me, telling me how beautiful and exciting and fantastic I was, and I listened and grew a little taller with every word. A man, a real man, had fucked me and it had been good for him too, now I knew I was well on the way to becoming a real woman! Summer Holidays Ch. 1 Later I posed for him, having no inhibitions and no shame, and that turned us both on again, so we fucked again, this time slower and more gently, but the end result was the same!!, we both CAME, screaming and yelling and pouring juices into each other. At one point he pulled out and sprayed his cum over my breasts and face, then scrambled for his camera to take a shot of that, god I felt so wild! He promised that he’d come back a few days later and show me how the pictures came out, and if I was willing, he’d take some more, perhaps even a video. My answer was a kiss that threatened to have him rock hard all over again, but I quickly released him , after all, I had to get home before mom and dad sent out a search party. I took a quick dip to get all his cum off me, slipped on my clothes and headed for home, promising that I’d definitely be here in a couple of days time, and you know?…I might even keep that promise…grin. Summer Holidays Ch. 2 I was on my way home from the unexpected, and delightfully sexual encounter with Johnny, still engrossed in the wonder of it, still grinning to myself as I debated inside if I’d really come back in a few days time to meet him again and see how the pictures turned out. I’d only moved a couple of hundred yards down the track when movement caught my eyes off to one side. I stopped, and stared, wondering what had registered in the periphery of my vision, then I saw it again, a quick flash of orange, a brief impression of someone scurrying away through the woods, away from ...I sucked in my breath sharply ...away from the clearing that I’d just been in! Even though I couldn’t see who it was, as the woods were too dense at this point, and they were moving slightly away from me although in the same direction, I had the absolute certainty in my mind that they’d been spying on us ...oh god! how long? had they seen everything? who was it? All these thoughts flashed through my mind as I stared after the retreating figure, glimpsed only occasionally through the bushes and trees. I remembered my own spying on Jennifer and Johnny when I first arrived, how I’d stopped and hidden and watched, had they done the same thing? Part of my mind was going into panic mode, but another part, quite strangely, was going equally swiftly into turn on mode! The thought of someone watching Johnny and I having sex was suddenly incredibly exciting, and my nipples swelled and my pussy started to weep again. I leaned my back against a tree, one hand pressed to my pussy and the other to my breast, as visions of a naked couple intertwining flashed into my head, me and Johnny, and another vision of a figure crouched behind a tree watching us, getting turned on, rubbing themselves ... and suddenly that time with Johnny became even hotter in my mind – and in my body, and I moaned as an unexpected orgasm ripped through me, leaving me breathless and shuddering. By the time I’d recovered the figure was gone .. or maybe it had never been there?, perhaps my imagination was more overheated than I thought! I staggered off down the path, breaking into a light jog as I turned suddenly into the trees and raced off at a tangent, one of the many short cuts home to Nanna and Grandad’s that I’d discovered over the years. Most of the actual paths twisted and turned so much that you walked twice the distance and took twice as long if you stayed with them, even though they were by far the easiest means of moving through the woods. It was barely 15 minutes later that I sighted the house and hurried towards it, noticing immediately that both our car and Grandad’s were missing from the driveway. I dashed inside, calling out, but was met by a total silence. On the kitchen table, however, was a brief note in mom’s scrawl saying that they and Nanna had driven into town and wouldn’t be back until very late, and Grandad had gone out somewhere but would see to the tea when he came back. I was actually pleased that there was no one around, as when I looked down at my clothes they were quite dirty .. and had some inexplicable stains in critical areas! I quickly divested myself of them and stuffed them in the washer, before dashing into the bathroom for a luxurious shower. The feel of the lukewarm water cascading down over my breasts reminded me of the pool in the clearing again ... and Johnny ...and ...well, in no time my fingers were busy in my pussy bringing myself to yet another satisfying orgasm! I was rubbing myself dry with a towel when I heard the sound of the car, and guessed that it was Grandad returning, I wrapped the towel around me and opened the bathroom door, intending to rush out and greet him, but I froze, staring. Grandad had just come in the front door and was looking around almost furtively, I inched back just a little so I was completely in shadow .. I’m not even sure why ...then it registered! Grandad was wearing a bright orange shirt! And around his neck hung a very professional camera! ...No!! it couldn’t be! ... It wasn’t!! Having satisfied himself that he was alone, he opened the door under the stairs and disappeared inside. I stayed frozen for a moment longer, my brain in a whirl. telling myself that lots of people were probably wearing orange today, and even if it was him, he probably didn’t have his camera with him at the time, he wouldn’t have! he couldn’t have! but there was a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach that was saying to me “Yes! He did!” Finally, I moved slowly forward and eased open the door he’d disappeared through, and was surprised to see steps going downwards ... wow! ... they had a basement, and I’d never known! I crept down a few steps, enough to see another door, partially closed, with light streaming from it, and I could hear Grandad humming to himself. I groaned as I saw the little light above the door and the small sign ...I’d seen that set up enough times at school! it was a dark room for developing photographs! I stumbled back up the stairs and quietly closed the door, not wishing to get caught, and dashed to my bedroom and threw myself on the bed, burying my face in my arms, feeling embarrassment rushing through me, god right this minute he might be developing a picture of me! Then I sat up straight ... wait a minute ...it didn’t have to be that ..of course! .. grandad had always made extra money supplying bird and animal pictures to nature magazines! .. it was my own guilt that was building this thing up out of all proportion, he’d probably been out on the water taking pictures, or over on the peak .. or ...oh damn...or in the woods ...I shivered again. I dressed quickly and slipped out to the kitchen and opened the fridge for a cool drink, “Oh thanks, I’ll have one too” said Grandad, walking in from the lounge and causing me to leap two feet in the air, “Hey, sorry to scare you, I thought you’d seen the note and would know I was around” “I ...I didn’t see you when I came back from my walk” I stammered. He smiled, “Oh, I had an errand to run so I only just got back, but don’t worry, tea will be ready soon” he said. Tea was the last thing on my mind as I stared at him from below my lowered eyelids, trying to see if he was mocking me, or looking at me differently, but his smile seemed just the same as usual ... in so far as it had always been a little impish! I did think I saw his eyes quickly dip to my breasts , and I realized that I still hadn’t put on a bra, but when I lifted my head and handed him his drink he was looking me straight in the eyes, “Cheers” he said, lifting his glass and gulping some down, “Mmmm, I needed that, it’s quite hot out there today, did you have a good walk? where did you go to this time, down to that lovely little bay you love so much?” “N..No, Grandad, I went for a walk in the woods” I stammered again. “Mmm, it’s lovely in there at this time of year, so cool, and the streams and ponds attract the wildlife like crazy” he said, and his grin seemed to widen a little. Wildlife? .. oh god I hope he wasn’t referring to me, even though I’d probably been the wildest thing in the woods today. “I really must go and take some pictures in there one of these days” he said, then laughed lightly and turned away, “Well, I’d better get this tea fixed up or you’ll starve and fade away to nothing, and we can’t have that happening to such a beautiful young lady, can we” I gulped, ‘beautiful young lady’? was that a reference to? ...oh no, it was just a comment, I’m sure he’s made it lots of times before, I just wasn’t as sensitive to it then .. just the same I found myself subconsciously preening, straightening my shoulders and thrusting my breasts forwards, before I caught myself and pulled back ... but not before I saw the quirky smile come to Grandad’s face that told me he’d seen my little demonstration .. I groaned inwardly and fled into the lounge. Tea was a quiet affair, although Grandad did manage a couple of jokes than made me laugh .. strange, he’d always had that ability to make me feel good, even when I was very small. I took the opportunity to look at him .. I mean really look at him for the first time .. seeing him as a man instead of a Grandad. He was quite tall, a little over 6ft, and had wavy silver hair, and I guess he was now somewhere around 56. I knew he did a lot of walking around the property, I’d accompanied him many times when I was a kid, so it wasn’t surprising that he looked lean and fit. I smiled to myself, remembering how often Nanna bragged that he was a catch at college and he was still a catch now, and most of her friends at the club almost drooled when he came into the room. I guess I could understand that, he had a lovely bright smile and always seemed to be warm and generous with everyone. Damn, I suddenly realized I was in danger of getting like Nanna’s friends and drooling a little, so I was a little relieved – and surprised – when Grandad said he was a little tired and intended to take a nap, and was I alright by myself. I told him I was and that I’d fix up the dishes while he was gone , “Thanks beautiful” he said, and walked around and brushed a light kiss over my cheeks, before turning and walking out to the bedrooms. The pressure of his lips on my cheeks seemed like a brand that wouldn’t go away! I could feel it there all through the washing up! damn, what was happening to me? When the dished were finished and stacked away, I wandered into the lounge, looking around for something to read ...then it hit me! ..yes! .. what a perfect time to scout around, to look into the basement and see just what Grandad was up to! I tiptoed down the corridor and listened at his door, hearing just his rhythmic breathing, it wasn’t fully closed, so I gently inched it open and glanced in ...and almost woke him with my loud gasp, Grandad was lying completely naked on the bed! I backed out quickly, flushing like mad, but not quite knowing why .. I guess it was because I’d never seen my Grandad naked before, and he looked so ...well .. manly ... damn it was all Johnny’s fault, letting me see him, letting me touch him, now I was looking at men quite differently ..even Grandad! I quietly retreated to the lounge, and from there to the door under the stairs which I opened slowly to make sure it didn’t squeak, then I eased my way down the dark steps and felt for the door, pulling it open and stepping inside, searching around for a light switch. I found one, but when I flicked it a red light came on ..oh yes, I remember, that was to stop light sensitive film spoiling. In a few moments my eyes had adjusted to the light, and I looked around, seeing a wire across the end of the room with a number of prints pegged to it, obviously drying. There were more prints lying in some trays, and I remembered that they were probably in the fixing stage. I walked across to the pictures on the wire and lifted one down and looked at it and gasped ...it was the most beautiful bird imaginable, caught in the middle of a dive, it’s wings arching back. I took down the next one and saw it was a colour version of the first ..and it was even more spectacular! I started to smile, clearly this was the most recent batch of picture, the one’s Grandad must have been doing earlier. I felt a wave of relief run through me, he really had been photographing wildlife, it couldn’t be him I saw scurrying through the woods. Then my thoughts froze in my mind as I came to the last one in the line .. and I found myself staring at myself! A totally naked and abandoned looking self with another man with a camera on the left hand side of the picture. I couldn’t believe it! it had been Grandad! This was a picture of Johnny taking a picture of me!! I almost raced over to the trays, groaning as I found each one containing yet another picture of me, some in black and white and some in glorious colour. About the only redeeming feature was that they’d obviously been taken at a distance, so weren’t as detailed as they might have been ..as detailed as Johnny’s were ...and I groaned at the realization of the wide open shots I’d let him take. “I guess I could have moved closer, but then you might have spotted me” said Grandpa, and I whirled around with a loud gasp! Grandpa was leaning against the door jam, a robe belted around him, that same sweet, gentle smile on his face. He pushed himself erect and walked in, over to me and past, to reach into one of the trays and lift out a dripping picture and hold it up to the light, looking at it critically, but clearly enjoying it too. “I think this is probably the best one from the modeling session, although it’s still too far away to really give credit to your natural beauty” he said, “What do you think?” I found myself almost staggering forward and gazing at the picture in his hand .. and groaned .. god I remembered that one so well!, Johnny had placed me against a tree with my arms up and out, holding on to two branches, my large firm breasts totally uplifted – he’d even come over and sucked on my nipples to make them swell and stiffen more – and my legs were spread-eagled. Even at the distance Grandpa was, you would clearly see my pussy lips peaking through my neatly trimmed hair. “I hope your young man does justice with his picture” murmured Grandpa, staring mesmerized at it, and I saw a slight shudder run through him. I couldn’t answer, and I guess he knew that, because he then clipped the picture up onto the line with the other’s to let it dry. His back was to me, perhaps because he didn’t want to look at me when he spoke, “The other pictures, the non modeling ones are in the drawer” he said, gesturing to a cabinet across the room. “Non modeling?” I murmured, then cried out in alarm, “Oh you didn’t! tell me you didn’t Grandpa, oh ...how could you?” and I buried my face in my hands, feeling it flaming so hard it was a wonder it didn’t light up the whole room. I may even have sobbed a little, I’m not even sure now, because his next words cut through me like a knife. “I thought it best to put them under lock and key, I mean we wouldn’t want your mom and dad to see them would we?” he said, quietly. “They’re at a distance like the other ones, but there’s no doubt as to identities” he added. A cold feeling settled in the pit of my stomach, “But Grandpa ...you wouldn’t?” I moaned. “Of course not” he whispered, “It would be a shame to spoil something so beautiful .. and it was beautiful seeing you like that ...seeing ...well .. a slight sigh came from him ... I knew I shouldn’t be there, I shouldn’t be watching and I shouldn’t be taking pictures ... but... Oh god it excited me so much!” This time my gasp was so loud I heard it echo right up the stairs and out into the house .. my Grandad had just admitted that he’d been excited seeing me, watching me ... and a new feeling started to creep into my body, a feeling of excitement that over rode the shock. I remembered how excited I’d got seeing Jennifer with the wet T shirt plastered over her breasts as she posed for Johnny, I imagined how I would have felt if I’d watched what Grandad watched ..and I couldn’t feel angry with him any more ... instead, I started to sense his excitement, to imagine it, to feel it, and the moan I gave this time had a whole new sound to it .. one that Grandad sensed immediately .. and he finally turned around to face me. I stared deep into his eyes, seeing the passion and the desire there for the first time, I licked my lips, “And how can I make sure mom and dad don’t see those pictures?, or anyone else either?” I asked softly. I saw his body flinch, and his tongue came out and swiped over his lips, I saw a thin film of sweat appear on his forehead, “The pictures aren’t that good” he whispered, “Too far away, and not up to the standard I always set myself in my photography. If I tried to blow them up to get a better look at you they would come out all fuzzy” I gulped, my mind racing a mile a minute, “And do you want to get a better look at me, Grandad?” I asked quietly. He had the grace to flush, and deeply, his eyes dropping from mine momentarily, then he straightened up and squared his shoulders, “Yes” he whispered, “As good a look as your friend got today” I felt a heat race through me like a wild fire, zooming to every part of my body, “You want to photograph me naked, up close? Is that it, Grandad?” I whispered. He nodded, swallowed, “Yes” he finally whispered. I stared even more deeply into his eyes, “And is that all, Grandad?” This time he couldn’t answer, he just shook his head, eyes downcast. “You mean?” I whispered almost disbelievingly ... and this time his head just moved a fraction in a small nod. Well if I was on fire before, now my body was a raging inferno! He didn’t need to put it into words, my 56 year Grandad WANTED me!! I remained silent for quite some time, and I could see him shuffle from foot to foot, still unable to look at me, “I understand” I finally whispered, and I saw his head jerk up. “Were you thinking of photographing the seals in the small bay tomorrow, Grandad? It’s been a long time since I’ve seen them, perhaps I could be your assistant for the day, help you set up and carry your gear and such, I’m sure mom and dad wouldn‘t mind ...nor Nanna” My emphasis on the last word jerked his eyes up to mine, and I smiled at him, letting him know silently that two could play the blackmail game. Then a slow grin came to his face, “Yes, I was thinking of taking in the bay tomorrow, I’ve heard there’s some very special visitors this time of year, creatures that left last year still growing up, and have returned this year as fully fledged adults” he said. I allowed a similar warm smile to flow over my face, “Does that mean they might be looking for mates, Grandad?” I asked. His eyes twinkled, “Oh yes, I’m sure they will, we’ll probably get to witness ...and photograph .. their most intimate moments together, if they let us” he said. I grinned at his final words and turned to walk out of the room, stopping at the doorway and looking back, “Oh I’m sure they’ll let you, Grandad, you’re such a persuasive man” I said, “And from what I’ve heard, those wild creatures do have a courting ritual that is quite mouthwatering ...to other wild creatures, of course!” His light laughter followed me all the way up the stairs, but I was laughing too, tomorrow promised to be even better than today ... a 56 year old man ...wow...and my Grandad! My nipples were threatening to explode at the thought! I wondered what his cock would look like aroused, I mused, He hadn’t been aroused when he was lying on the bed, but .. Mmm . he did have a nice body. I could hardly wait. I wandered off to my bedroom and lay down to relax and await the return of Mom, Dad and Nanna. It was so peaceful, and with my window open I clearly heard the sound of the car as it started down the winding road to the house. Grandad heard it too and popped his head into my room to warn me that they were coming, I thanked him, then with an impish smile I reached down and took the hem of my skirt and started to lift it upwards. I saw his eyes dart down to my hands, and perhaps it was the lust I saw in them that made me go just a little further than I’d intended ...far enough for him to get a clear look at my naked pussy! And he gasped. “You’d better put something on before they get here” he finally croaked. “Mmmm, perhaps I’ll leave them off for dinner, after all, only you will know” I whispered. “You wouldn’t dare!” he croaked again, and knew immediately from my widening smile that he’d said the wrong thing! He quickly turned and dashed out, and it was my turn to let out that light laugh. Mom , Dad and Nanna were in a fantastic mood, having thoroughly enjoyed their time in town, so it was a happy and relaxed dinner ... all except for Grandad ... grin ... I kept on finding opportunities to flash just a little bit of flesh at him when the others weren’t looking, and I could see from the bulge in his pants that he was having a difficult time concentrating on what was being said. But he certainly concentrated when Dad turned to him and asked if he’d mind keeping an eye on me the next day. They’d apparently seen a trip on a Catamaran advertised , going up to the waterfall at the head of the lake and had booked on it. Grandad did a masterly acting job of pretending to be offended that we hadn’t been booked too, but when Dad, flushed and said he could still ring them up and book , Grandad quickly said that it was ok, he’d planned to go the bay anyway to photograph some wildlife and had invited me to help him. Summer Holidays Ch. 2 I must admit I had been a little worried about what Mom and Dad would be doing the next day, because they enjoyed going out on the lake and snorkeling, I’d worried that they might take it into their heads to motor over to the bay to see us at some stage, but now I knew they were going to be right out of the way at the other end of the lake, I relaxed ... Not even putting up much of a protest when Grandad said we’d be leaving at 6am, as Dawn was a spectacular time for lighting and he’d probably get his best pictures then. Nanna agreed with him, rushing to get an album out to show off some of Grandad’s previous dawn shots. I took that opportunity to head off to bed, I kissed then all goodnight, accidentally dropping my hand into Grandad’s lap as I kissed him, and giving his cock a little squeeze! I’d always been an early riser, especially on holidays, not wanting to waste a moment of precious time, so I was up well before 6am. I decided on a bikini, just in case anyone was around when we left, a loose, floppy T Shirt and a pair of fairly loose shorts. I was making a cup of coffee in the kitchen when Nanna and Grandad walked in, Nanna still in a nightdress, fussing over him. Grandad was in a hurry to get going, and told me he’d packed all the gear in the car last night so we’d be ready to fly this morning. I grabbed a couple of quick sips, then handed the cup to Nanna to finish, and bounded out to the car ... damn, I’d forgotten how dark it got out here in the country, it was almost pitch black, although Grandad assured me that light would be streaking the sky when we got to the bay. I buckled in and lounged back in my seat as Grandad started up and moved slowly back up the narrow, winding road to the turn off for the lake, then headed down the twisting, turning track. He was right, when we arrived at the bay, pre dawn light was already brightening the sky, and I helped him unload all his boxes and bags from the boot, amazed at the amount of gear he had with him. He grinned and said we’d need it all, as action shots required a different setting from static shots, and he much preferred to have specialist camera’s for each. Even as he spoke, he grabbed up one of the camera’s and started to press the shutter frantically, I turned to look at where the camera was pointing, and saw a lazy water bird thrashing across the lake surface, attempting to take off. When he did so, it was right into the lightening dawn sky, and I heard Grandad grunt and mutter something about an excellent shot ... Nanna would really love that one. I laughed as I realized he was taking cover shots in case anyone wanted to see the fruits of our day at the bay! But he really was a different person behind that camera, and I watched in awe as he switched from camera to camera and position to position, constantly clicking until a whirring sound denoted a finished roll, and he'd toss it to me and ask me to refill it. After a while I became quite proficient at taking one film out and putting another in, and being on hand when he needed to change cameras, and it was almost full light before he grunted again and expressed his satisfaction that he’d got some good shots. Then he turned and looked at me and a hesitant smile came over his face, “This light would be perfect for you too” he said, quietly, “But if you’ve changed your mind, I’ll understand” “Oh wow! No, this is absolutely amazing, I’ve never seen such incredible light and color” I gasped, “Do you think it will make me look beautiful?” “You already are beautiful” he said, his voice vibrating with sincerity, “But the light will make you absolutely spectacular” Well ... I couldn’t wait .. I was just so excited ...I almost ripped my T shirt, hurrying to take it off, and quickly stepped out of my shorts. As I reached back for my bikini straps, Grandad said “No, leave them on, at least for now, I’m sure your mom and dad would love some great holiday pictures of you!” Then he was posing me against the blood orange of the dawn sky, my hands behind my head, my hair rippling in the wind, my breasts thrust forward, and he was again clicking away madly. Just like the day before with Johnny I felt incredibly mature and liberated ... and excited ..., and didn’t hesitate to follow his every instruction ... standing on tip toe, leaning back ... bending forward ... on my knees, head thrown back ... lying on the sand, arching upwards ...and all the time he was clicking away and telling me how fantastic these pictures were going to be, and how glorious I was ...So I didn’t even hesitate when he finally suggested that I remove my bikini top and we went through another series of poses, these designed to feature and highlight my large, firm breasts. In fact I loved it ...even more than I’d loved it the day before! When he finally ran out of film in the three cameras he was using, and stopped to refill them, I walked back to the car and got out the large beach towel to lie on , bringing some food back with me also, and we sat and munched on some sandwiches as we both caught our breath. He grinned at me, “It’s pretty hard work being a model you know, normally hours of make up, hours of sitting around waiting for the right light, locations that are either sticky and hot or freezing cold” he said. “You sound as if you’ve done some, Grandad” I replied. “Oh, for a little while I did shoots for magazines back when I was a lot younger, but I hated the travel and the lousy hotels, because they never really look after the photographers, only the models, and sometimes not even them, it’s a hell of a business” he said, then grinned, “But I’ve never had a subject like you before, if I had, maybe I’d never have given it away” he said. “Oh” I laughed a little self consciously, “What’s so special about me” He shrugged, grinning, “I don’t really know, beauty? ..yes.. but lots of girls have that ...body shape? ...yes, but lots of girls have that too ..Innocence?...Mmm yes there’s definitely a strong element of that ...but it’s mixed with an impish quality that set’s men’s pulses racing ...and that’s very special ...if I can actually capture it on film!” he said. I grinned back at him, “Well, maybe I only need the right stimulation” I said, “Like seeing the photographer naked too!” He threw back his head and laughed, “Oh, that would be totally unprofessional” he said. “But much more fun!” I said, and reached over and started to stroke his pants where his bulge was already taking shape. “You little vixen!” he said, laughingly, pulling away and leaping to his feet. Then he was pointing the camera again and clicking away, “Lie back and slowly remove your bikini bottoms” he said, “I want to catch them in every stage of coming off” Smiling as hotly as I could into the lens, I began a slow strip, easing my bikini bottoms down, he groaned as my pussy started to emerge, and I saw the bulge in his pants give a gigantic leap. I lifted my legs high as I slid them over my knees, and he was down on the sand taking picture after picture of my naked ass and my emerging pussy! Then they were off and he asked me to bend my knees right back and hold them against my stomach, then slowly move them apart ... god I could imagine how it was looking, with my pussy slowly emerging, then opening, as my legs moved wider apart ...and I got so excited, I just knew I was starting to leak! He was backwards and forwards, taking shots from a few feet away, then right up close, and I knew on those that I would be unidentifiable, they were purely close ups of my wide open and very wet pussy. Then he asked me if I could stand on my head, and I laughingly did so, balancing precariously as he snapped away, he urged me to spread my legs wider and wider, and he was over the top of me, his camera lens pointing down straight into my pussy ...”Oh god these are fantastic shots” he murmured, and then the clicking stopped and I felt his hands on me for the first time, lightly gripping my ass cheeks and pushing them apart ...he groaned, and then I felt a different touch ...his lips and his tongue brushing over my wide open pussy ...and I collapsed forward into the sand ... giggling wildly! And then I wasn’t giggling any more, I was round on my knees facing him, and my hands were working on his belt, then his zipper, then pulling his shorts and his pants down, and ...oh god, YES!. one beautiful rock hard cock was bouncing around in front of my eyes, occasionally brushing over my cheeks and my lips. And it was beautiful! probably not quite as long as Johnny’s, but every bit as thick, and with a beautifully sculptured head that was already glistening with pre cum! I groaned with lust as I slipped my tongue forward and licked across his cock head ...and he groaned and spasmed too. I slipped my hands beneath him and cupped and fondled his heavy balls, as my tongue continued to probe and caress every inch of his throbbing cock, “Oh Grandad, this is so beautiful, and all for me, every gorgeous inch” I said ...and opened my mouth wide to take him deep inside. His knees buckled, and he almost collapsed onto the sand, then his hands came to press against my head, pulling me closer, sending his cock deeper and deeper ...and I lashed his cock with my tongue as I sucked it hard. Not greatly experienced at this, I only hoped what I was doing was pleasing him ...it was certainly making me feel fantastic. “Damn it Gina, if you don’t stop, I’m gonna ...” he cried. I pulled out, grinning up at him, lasciviously licking the underside of his cock, “You don’t really want me to stop, do you Grandad? I mean isn’t this what you’ve dreamed and fantasized about, your naked Grand daughter sucking your cock and making you cum ...shooting your juices into her mouth and over her face and breasts ...isn’t that what you want Grandad? ... isn’t it?” I whispered hotly. He groaned, and shuddered, “Oh yes, yes, I can’t help it, God you’re so beautiful and sexy, and I want it so bad “ he said. I grinned wider, breathing hotly over his cock head, “Want it? ... or want me, Grandad?” I asked. Another shudder ripped through him, forcing the tip of his cock between my lips “Both” he croaked, “I want you to suck me ...and I want to fuck you” “Mmmm, well, let’s see if we can accommodate both, shall we?” I said, and opening my mouth wide, slid further and further down his thick cock stem, lashing it with my tongue and scraping it slightly with my teeth, an act that had him squirming and crying out in part hurt and part lust. Then he seemed to completely lose control, and he was thrusting forward, fucking his big cock deep into my throat, almost making me gag, but I loved it! loved the feel of it , loved the taste of it ...just LOVED IT!! Then he was screaming and shuddering ...and CUMMING!! ...shooting hot cum deep into my mouth and throat, and I was drinking him down, drinking and drinking, sucking and licking, milking his balls with my hands as he came and came and came! Until finally he collapsed onto the sand and lay there shuddering, and I knelt above him, cum dripping from my mouth, down my chin and onto my breasts...oh God that had been so hot ...sucking my grandfather! Then I was kissing him, making him taste his own cum on my mouth, and he was returning my kisses, and his hands were all over me, stroking and fondling, and he was laying me on the towel and his lips and tongue were exploring my body. If I thought Johnny had been thorough and caring, Grandad made him look like an amateur! As he licked and sucked and stroked every inch of my body over and over again. He made my nipples feel like exploding volcanoes, and my clit so hot and sensitive that every time he just breathed on it an orgasm would rip through me ... damn, he even spent an age slowly licking and sucking on my ass, making me squirm ...and making me CUM! Then, when I thought there was nothing more he could do to arouse and excite me, I felt his hard again cock slowly slip in between my pussy lips ... spreading them wider and wider as he probed deeper and deeper ...god. in the aroused state I was in, he felt absolutely huge! and I spread my legs wider and wider. “MMMMM, yes , oh yes, oh Grandad, that feels so good, fuck me Grandad, oh please fuck me ...harder ...faster...oh God, so good” I whispered hotly, and it was good, nothing else mattered at that moment but the feel of his magnificent cock thrusting into me, lifting me to heights I’d never even dreamed of ...slowing down ...speeding up ... thrusting deep ... thrusting shallow. Infinite varieties as orgasm after orgasm rolled through me. And then he was speeding up even more and his breathing became ragged, “Gina...oh yes Gina .. I’m cumming, baby ... going to fill your hot little cunny with my juices ...you want that baby,, you want Grandad’s juices inside you? You want me to FUCK YOU GOOD?” “Yes Grandad...YES!” I was screaming at the top of my voice as I bucked and heaved beneath him, lifting up and screwing my shuddering pussy on to his ramming cock, “YES!! FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE, GRANDAD, FUCK MEEEEEE!!” Then his cock seemed to swell to gigantic proportions and EXPLODE ...spewing hot cum deep into me as I screamed and screamed through another massive orgasm, I was a juddering, shuddering mess as he continued to thrust, continued to spew his cum into me, continued to fuck me for what seemed to be forever. We lay together, holding, stroking, kissing, for a long, long time afterwards, neither of us wanting to break the magic moment we’d created between us. But we had to eat, and we had to swim, and we had to take pictures! ...and we had the whole day in front of us to recapture that special something we’d just shared ... and we did ...time after time after time!! Grandad proved to be as hungry for my pussy as I was for his cock ...and his stamina ...well. I think a lot of the boys at school could take a few lessons from him!! When he drove me back to the house that evening, I knew for certain, I’d had some of the best fucking I’d probably ever have, and I snuggled up to him ...and laid plans for more...much, much more ...!!