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Just Call Me Johnny

By: TheGreatLakes



It's funny how things can suddenly change when you least expect it. A few years ago on a hot summer night I was just sipping an ice cold beer and watching the big round Florida sun sink behind the trees. 

I had my feet up on the wood rail of my deck listening as the evening chatter began. I could hear the crickets chirping, and the birds squawking for space as they got ready to roost for the night.

It was peaceful and for the most part I'd been enjoying my retirement. It was sad that my wife hadn't lived long enough to enjoy it with me. Such is life as you get older; friends and family begin leaving this world behind. 

Not having Marge around made the days seem long and the nights empty and cold. I was only sixty two and still healthy and fit for the most part. Chopping wood was my health club, the exercise left me sweaty and refreshed at the same time.

It's not that I needed that much wood but it was a form of mental health I'd developed. I'd make myself sweat, and work so hard that I'd forget being lonely at least until the next day when it would come back again. 

You see, I just love the smell wood smoke whether I needed a fire or not. Most times I'd build a big fire in front of the cabin at night and watch different pairs of eyes reflecting back at me from the woods. 

The fire kept the critters at bay, and ever since a bear had trashed my cabin one day, I made it a point to keep that fire going at night.

They say when you retire you need a hobby and mine was exploring every nook and cranny of my lake.

It was a huge lake with many little rivers feeding it. It was just perfect for flying up around blind bends on my jet ski. Somedays I'd pack a lunch, a small fishing pole, and some beer. 

I'd be gone all day just trying to find that perfect fishing hole. With over a hundred miles of rivers to explore I became pretty good at dodging gators, and handling the huge machine I'd bought.

Anyway like I said, I was just sitting there when my cell phone rang. I actually jumped because nobody ever called me anymore. Most of my friends my age had either moved away, or worse passed away. 

I looked at the display and didn't recognize the number. But I answered it hoping to cuss out some salesman for ruining my peace and tranquility!

"Hello?"

"Dad...is that you?"

It was my daughter Ziva! Yeah, I know it's a weird name but that was the one my wife wanted to give her and so it was. I was a bit surprised because I usually only heard from her once a year on my birthday and it was still ten months away.

"Ziva, it's not my birthday yet!" I teased her.

"I know dad, I needed to talk to you."

I realized she wasn't in the best mood so I stopped my comedy routine, "Sure what's wrong?" I asked, "You need a loan?"

"It's a bit worse than that dad," She sighed, "I'm getting a divorce from Sam."

"What happened?"

"I don't want to talk about it right now," She said, "What I really need is to get out of this state!"

You see my daughter and granddaughter Traci, had been living in California for years. I had to try and remember exactly the last time I'd seen them as she kept talking.

"Dad I know it's a pain but could we stay with you until I find a new job out there?"

"Uhh sure...If you need a place to stay come on out."

"Thanks dad, we'll be out tomorrow!"

Ziva gave me the flight numbers and said she'd get a rental car. I hung up wondering what the hell had happened. Either way it would be good to see her and Traci again. 

It had been four years since I'd seen them at the funeral. I got another beer and watched the sun disappear behind the tree line across the lake. Just sitting there pondering what had happened to my daughters long time marriage.

It was already hot on July 9th when they arrived. In fact it was so humid the only saving thing was the light breeze coming off the lake.

I was in my swimming suit and tank top when the rental car pulled in the driveway. Ziva looked tired when she got out but smiled real big as she came over and hugged me.

"Hi daddy!"

"Hey babe."

"Thanks so much for letting us stay."

"No problem!"

"Hi grandpa!" Traci's voice from behind us made me let go of Ziva and look over at my granddaughter.

"Hi Traci!" I told her and was surprised at how much she'd changed.

Traci tossed her black hair behind her head and hugged me. The last time I'd seen her she was fourteen, and now at eighteen she had grown into a very attractive young woman.

"God it's hot!" She said when she let go of me.

"You'll sort of get used to it." I told her.

"I doubt it Gramps!" She laughed.

I hated being reminded of my age and asked, "Will you just call me Johnny...I really hate gramps."

Traci laughed, "Sure gramps...I mean Johnny!" 

Traci wandered down to the dock while I helped Ziva get the 6 bags of luggage into the cabin!

It was a good thing I'd purchased a three room spread. From all the luggage, it looked like the two of them would soon overrun my place!

It was late afternoon by the time the girls had all of their stuff un-packed. I had burgers grilling over the fire pit out front when they came out at last.

"That smells so good!" Traci remarked and came over to watch me cooking, "I could eat all of those!"

"You'll get fat that way." I told her.

"No way, I eat all the time and don't gain a pound!"

I had to believe her because she had a perfect figure. Long black hair that ended at her shoulders and I caught myself looking a bit too long at her nice round teenage boobs. 

I may have been old but that never stopped me from window shopping, even when I was married. I appreciated a fine looking woman even if it was my own granddaughter.

"Hey dad, I'm starved!" Ziva said breaking my stare as she walked up with her wet strawberry blonde hair hanging down limp.

"Almost done," I told her, "Get some plates ready."

The girls came out of the house with paper plate's buns, beans, and all the stuff that makes a grilled burger meal taste great. I watched them setting the picnic table as I turned the burgers one last time. Ziva didn't look much different than she had at 30 I noticed. She was still trim and had nice looking long legs and had maintained her figure.

The only thing that had changed much was her boobs. I didn't recall them being that big before, and I wondered if she'd had them enlarged. That really wasn't any of my business but it was hard not to notice them. Even at forty she had the looks to make men turn their heads. Thinking that made me wonder why the divorce?

As we sat down to eat I realized that it had been too long since I'd had a woman in my life. Don't get me wrong, I had met several women interested in me after my wife passed but it just hadn't worked out. I still had the desire for them but my plumbing wasn't the same as it had been when I was younger.

I think it started going bad about five years before. My wife had made me go see a doctor because I started having trouble getting an erection. Then it got worse and instead of Cumming like a fire hose, it just sort of dribbled out the end. The doctor gave me some Viagra when he couldn't find anything else wrong, so I tried it.

It worked for getting me hard but I thought I was going to pass out when I had an orgasm. It was so bad that I threw them away and never took it again. 

In the last few years I'd accepted the fact I wasn't going to be the stud I was in my youth. Back then I could fuck all night, and my wife got nine inches of rock hard cock almost every night of our long marriage.

It took me a long time to accept that my penis just didn't work like it used to in the good ole days. Sad but true, and I'd done my best to accept it by keeping busy and staying away from temptation. There is nothing more frustrating than getting turned on and not being able to do anything about it!

I snapped out of it when I heard Ziva say, "Dad, can you keep Traci busy tomorrow while I look for a job?"

"Uh sure." I replied, "You don't want to relax a few days first?"

"I'd love to, but I really need to get a job. Traci wants to go to college next fall and I need all the help I can get."

"Johnny, what's there to do around here?" Traci spoke up as she wolfed down her second burger.

"I have a jet ski."

"Oh cool! Can I drive it?"

"Have you driven one before?"

"No, but you could teach me!"

"She'd love that dad," Ziva said, "Just don't let her run it into a tree."

"Mom!" Traci said looking indignant.

"She wrecked her car into a tree one night after partying!" Ziva added rolling her eyes at me.

"I wasn't drunk MOM!"

"Just high as a kite!" Ziva scolded.

"Ahhhh shit!" Traci groaned, and got up and went down to the lake.

"What's that all about?" I asked.

"Just crazy teen stuff," Ziva replied, "Traci is a wild child and its best if she lives here instead of party city."

"Not much of that around here."

"Good maybe she'll make 19 before she's pregnant!"

I let that comment go because I didn't want to hear about my granddaughter's sex life. I remembered when I was that age; I was fucking any girl who was willing to pull her panties off. I sure did miss those days but like I said it was too late for me.

I changed the subject, "So are you going to tell me what happened with you and Jack?"

Ziva sighed, "The usual, he was cheating on me."

"You sure?"

"I found photos on his phone of him and five different bimbos!"

"That wasn't very smart on his part." I mumbled.

Ziva gave me the evil eye, "Did you ever cheat on mom?"

"No, but to tell you the truth I thought about it a few times."

"Why?"

"I don't know, maybe it's in our DNA?"

"That's all you men think about!"

"It's not just guys; it takes two to make it happen Ziva."

She looked at me, "Yeah... and there are plenty of bimbos willing to help out!"

"I'm sorry about what happened." I told her, "You'll find someone else one of these days."

"Not on your life! Look let's not talk about it anymore dad."

"Okay."

My daughter rounded up Traci and they went in the house for bed. I sat out on the porch in the peace and quiet with a beer wondering if I'd survive them being there. Not that I didn't love them, but I was used to being by myself all the time. I knew it was going to take some getting used to.

The next morning I got up early like usual. I was half-way through my bowl of instant oatmeal when Ziva came out dressed up and looking fresh.

"Hi dad, how's this look?"

"You look great!" I had to admit.

"I'm going into town job hunting; can you watch Traci while I'm gone?" She asked, as she started fixing a bowl of cereal.

"Sure, but why does she need watching? She's not a kid anymore."

Ziva sat down across from me with a steaming cup of coffee and her cereal, "No she's not, but she has a knack for getting into trouble."

"Sounds like you when you were her age." I replied.

Ziva laughed, "Yeah, I guess that's true enough. When those teen hormones start racing through you it's hard to be good." She smiled at me and sipped her coffee.

"No problem out here." I told her and grabbed my own cup, "Nobody lives out here but old retired men and they live miles away."

"This place sure is out in the woods," She replied, between bites of cereal, "But that girl has her own mind about everything!"

"Nothing wrong with that," I told her, "I'll keep her busy fishing."

Ziva started laughing, "Now that I'd like to see! I don't think Traci is the outdoors type. She'd rather be hanging out at the mall."

"Nearest mall is 30 miles from here if she wants to walk."

"Well dad, do your best and good luck!" 

Ziva hurried to finish her breakfast, "I'm not sure how long I'll be gone but I'll bring home a pizza or something."

"There's a general store a few miles from here."

"I saw that on the way in. Wish me luck!"

I stood up and gave her a hug and those big boobs of hers were getting in the way, "Thanks for letting us stay here dad."

"You can stay as long as you want."

Ziva waved as she drove off down my mile long dirt driveway to the main road. I sat around and had another cup of coffee before heading out to do my daily wood chopping chore. I liked to do it the old fashioned way, with an axe and a stump for splitting the wood.

It was about nine in the morning and already getting warm so I got to work before it got too hot.

It was around ten when Traci came out of the cabin in shorts and a sleeveless top that fit her like a second skin. Her black hair was still wet and I guessed she'd been in the shower. She had a cup of coffee and sat down in the lawn chair next to the stack of split wood.

I was in my swimming trunks and tennis shoes. I was soaked with sweat and she waved at me as I split more wood. It was a little strange seeing her watching me swing the axe over and over again. I was working on the last log when she ran for the house and came back with a towel.

"Here." She smiled and handed it to me.

"Thanks!" I told her and ran the towel over my head.

I still had hair but kept it cut short. It had turned steel gray over the years and sort of stood out from my tan.

"You do this every day?" Traci asked, pointing at the stack of split firewood.

"Yep, it keeps me in shape and lets me clear my head."

Traci watched me wipe my chest and arms free of sweat, "You look in shape for a ..." She stopped.

"Old man?" I laughed at her attempt to not insult me.

"I didn't mean it that way Gramps."

"Johnny...you mean?"

"Sorry, I mean Johnny..."

"It's okay; I'm not a young buck anymore."

"You look pretty buff, better than some of the guys I know back home."

"Thanks!"

Traci walked over as I wiped my sweaty legs off. It was kind of strange the way she was looking at me.

"What?" I said standing up to face her.

"I've never seen white chest hair before." She laughed looking at the carpet on my chest.

"Oh well, you'll be old and grey someday too."

Traci was peering at my chest hair, "Is it white all over?"

"What do you mean?"

"Like down below." She laughed pointing at my crotch.

"Yes, if you must know."

"Let me see...I don't believe it!"

"I don't think that's appropriate."

"Come on just a peek."

"I suppose you won't stop bugging me until you see for yourself."

"Nope."

Her big brown eyes got big as I just pulled the front of my suit down far enough for her to see my pubic hair and nothing else.

"There you happy?"

"Wow, it is white!"

I pulled the edge of my suit back up and hung the wet towel on the pile of split wood to dry.

"I need a beer." I told her and headed for the house.

Traci followed me, "You're going to start drinking already?"

"Why not, nobody around for miles and I've earned it!"

Traci was sitting on the front porch when I came out and sat down with my beer. She looked bored and I wondered how long she would be able to stand living out here in the woods.

"What are we going to do all day?" She finally asked.

"I usually take the Jet Ski out and do some fishing." I told her, "You like to fish?"

"That sounds yucky...but I could work on my tan while you fish!"

"Okay, I'll make us some lunch to bring a long."

"Cool!" Traci's face lit up, "I'm going to put my suit on!" And she ran in the cabin, letting the screen door bang shut.

I got my back-pack and packed some sandwiches and chips. I was happy there was still enough room for a 6-pack of beer and my collapsible fishing pole. I made sure I had plenty of lures and was heading out the door as Traci showed up with a big beach bag.

"Is there room for this?" She asked me.

"I think so... come on."

I led her down to the dock and my pride and joy! It was tied up and full of gas waiting for me like usual.

"Wow!" Traci said when she saw the monster 3-person Jet Ski. It was dark grey with red stripes and a long bench seat big enough for 3 people to straddle and ride in comfort. You know there is nothing like putting 300 horse power between your legs and flying down the glass smooth water!

"What's this mean?" Traci asked seeing the custom "JJS" painted on the sides.

"That stands for "Johnny Jet Ski!" I told her proudly.

"Cute, let me drive it!"

I spent 15 minutes teaching her all the controls before I'd let her take control. Once that was done I secured the back-pack and her bag with bungee cords behind the end of the seat and told her to untie it and get on.

"What about life jackets?" Traci asked.

"Do you know how to swim?"

"Of course!"

"I don't like them but you can run up to the shed and get one if you want."

"That's okay, I want to go now."

Traci untied the rope and got on the ski in front of me. I got on behind her and we started the engine. She took the handle bars and we idled out a ways from the doc.

"Which way?"

I pointed towards a river on the other side of the lake, "Go up that river, and take it easy at first."

I wrapped my arms around her waist to hold on. She leaned back against me, "I never knew you cared Johnny!"

Before I could say anything she gunned it wide open and we shot off like a bullet. Traci laughing all the way as I held on tight to her.

I have to give her credit she was a natural at driving the Jet Ski. And a total adrenaline junky who loved speed. It didn't take long until we were at the mouth of the river. I also noticed she wasn't a soft girl; her body was hard as a rock as I held on for dear life.

She slowed down to a crawl before we went in, "What now?"

"Follow this up river... it winds back and forth and watch out for logs...they might be gators!"

"Alligators?"

"Yeah, don't knock us off unless you want to be eaten."

That thought slowed her down, and we cruised much slower as she drove us up the twisting river.

About 3 miles ahead I saw the place I wanted, "Up there where the sand beach is."

Traci drove us up to the beach and stopped.

"Just idle up and let it beach on the sand."

She did what I told her and she made a perfect landing, "How'd I do?" She asked as she stood up and jumped off into the ankle deep water.

"Perfect!" I told her and went to unhook our bags.

I started to unpack my bag and put the beer in the water. It wouldn't be ice cold but it was better than hot!

Traci was looking around and shaking her legs in her baggy shorts, "God my crotch is tingling!" She laughed, "That thing is the world's biggest vibrator!"

I looked up at her, "Say what?"

"Nothing." And she giggled again.

I started to put my fishing pole together and she asked, "Are you really going to fish?"

"Sure, you want to try?"

"No way, I think I'll work on my tan."

Traci dug out a beach towel and spread it out facing the sun. Then she pulled off her baggy T-shirt and shorts and I had to stare at the tiniest bikini I'd ever seen!

She saw me looking at her, "What?"

"Your mom lets you wear that in public?"

Traci laughed, "Yeah what's wrong with it?"

The dark blue bikini top had little triangles of nylon that barely covered her nipples. The bottoms were well below her hip bones and had enough material to almost make a handkerchief!

"It's a bit small." I told her.

"This is my granny suit," Traci laughed, "I've got one that is smaller."

She spun around and the only thing covered on her butt was the crack.

"This is old fashion in California!" She told me when she was facing me again.

I saw a little tattoo of Sylvester the puddy-tat on her left hip bone. Just his face with his tongue sticking out.

She noticed me looking at it, "You like my little pussy?" and stuck out her hip showing the tattoo off, "I got him for my eighteenth birthday."

When she said little pussy my eyes glanced down between her legs. I could see her camel toe with ease. Outlined was a puffy little mound covered by the tight nylon bottoms.


Just Call Me Johnny



"It's very nice looking." I told her and went back to putting the pole together.

Traci laughed at her little joke on me and sat down on her towel. She started putting on baby oil as I walked down to the water and started casting.

I have to tell you how much I love to fish, even if I'm not catching anything. I had a few nibbles but no good hits on my lure. So I wandered up and down the river bank for about an hour as Traci sunbathed. When I got back I grabbed a beer because it was getting really hot and humid.

Suddenly Traci was there and asked for a beer from behind me. I said sure and almost spit my beer out when she waded into the water topless!

I watched her in shock as she squatted down and pulled a beer from the plastic 6-pack holder and stood back up.

"Jesus Traci!" I told her, "Put your top back on!"

She looked at me like I was crazy! "Why? I don't want any tan lines." And popped the beer open standing about 4 foot away from me.

"Uh, I don't think you should be topless around here!"

"Who's going to see?" She asked and took a drink.

"Me for one!"

She looked at me funny, "I'm sure you've seen boobs before."

"Yeah but I'm you're Grandpa Traci...it's not right."

"Don't be such a prude Johnny," She laughed, "It's not like we are screwing or something!"

I was at a loss of words as she stood there enjoying my discomfort.

"What if somebody comes by?" I finally asked without staring at her nice teenage tits.

"You said there is nobody around for miles...so stop freaking out on me!" She huffed, "Back home us kids hung out at the nude beaches all the time."

I snapped out of it a bit, "Yeah, it's rare to see somebody come up this river. Just don't go telling your mom I let you run around naked."

"Our little secret is safe with me." Traci grinned, and came closer, "Besides I'm not even naked."

I just stared at her with my mouth open until she spoke again.

"Tell me the truths Johnny... are they too small?" She asked.

"What?" I replied not looking at her.

"My boobs, what else?"

Traci was only about 5'5" and maybe a hundred pounds. Her boobs looked like two large grapefruits on her small frame. Nice and tan like the rest of her slim little hard body. Her nipples were even a nice deep brown, and looked the perfect size to suck on. 

"Too small for what?" I said, after looking them over.

"You know...to turn a guy on."

"I think any guy would love them." Slipped out of my mouth before I could stop myself.

"Thanks!" Traci smiled and wandered back to her towel.

I fidgeted with my pole and went back to fishing. But I wasn't really even thinking about fishing. I was trying to act like it didn't matter that Traci had been flirting with me. 

I really wasn't sure what to do about her? Ziva had been right...she was a handful and I hoped she would put her top back on soon. I walked off pretending to fish like nothing had happened.

"California must be a crazy place!" was all I could think. Either that or my granddaughter was I hated to think...a total little slut.

The sun was beating down by the time I got back and I headed for the beer without looking up at Traci. I popped it open and took a few drinks. I finally had to look to see what she was doing and when I did, I almost shit!

Traci was lying on her towel a few yards closer to the water than before. She had her T-shirt over her face to block the sun and she was completely naked!

Her tan body glossy from baby oil looked like polished mahogany. I couldn't help but stare at her because she was lying on her back and her legs were slightly apart. I could see her little pussy as clear as day. It was a perfect little mound with just a tiny patch of neatly trimmed black pubes above her slit.

I stared at her puffy little pussy lips, and the big fleshy bud of her clitoral hood. While I was gawking a fly landed on it and her hand came up and brushed it away. Then she rubbed it like it itched and I could see pink as her lips parted briefly.

Something happened to me then that hadn't happened in years. My dick started to get hard on its own, and I couldn't stop it. I did the only thing I could. I waded out until my crotch was underwater. Quickly wading over to my jet ski and acted like I was checking the back drive.

It had been at least a year since I'd had a hard-on. And that had required me to look at porn and play with it for an hour!

To make matters worse Traci woke up and headed down my way, "What you doing?" She asked, stark naked and heading for the beer.

"Checking the drive, but it looks okay!" I told her and headed for neck deep water.

"God I'm burning up!" She called back, "I hope there is some beer left!"

I watched amazed as she bent over and fished a beer out of the shallow water. I had a perfect view of her nice little round ass and that perfect little teen pussy between her legs.

"You want another?" She said standing back up and looking at me with this wicked grin.

"Sure!"

She bent back over again, slower this time and that's when I knew she was teasing me. She was purposely showing me her little pussy to see what I would do about it!

I had to pull my suit down enough to let my cock out. It was throbbing and rock hard as I watched her. I was glad the water was murky when she brought a beer out to me. I didn't know what would happen if she saw my big hard cock.

Traci stood there a few feet away from me drinking her beer. I drank mine and tried to forget that my dick was sticking out under the water like a huge steel rod. All I could think about was the vision of her little pussy between her legs. She was so thin I bet it would be tight as hell to fuck her.

The only thing that saved me was focusing on the fact she was my granddaughter. I concentrated on that and my cock began to deflate. It was a shame to waist the only hard-on I'd had in years but it was the right thing to do. I mean I'd never been an angel but I really didn't want to go down that road even if my granddaughter was acting like a little slut.

"Can we head back soon?" Traci asked me, "I'm going to get sunburned if we stay out much longer."

"Sure, we can go as soon as you want."

"Okay, let me get my stuff." Traci said and waded back up towards the shore.

I refused to look at her as she got out of the water and put her suit back on. I couldn't take a chance now that my cock had finally gone dormant again.

I was relieved when I looked up and she had her baggy clothes back on. I packed the bags and she wanted me to drive us back to the cabin. 

I realized that so much had happened that we'd never eaten lunch! I'd been so stressed I'd forgotten all about the food.

On the way back she was hugging me tight around the waist. I could feel her nice firm tits and the side of her face on my back the whole way. I was glad I controlled my cock which was threatening to get hard again. I almost laughed out loud when I realized Traci was... "Teenage Viagra!"

"If I could package it into pill form I'd be rich!" I thought but kept it to myself.

When we got back and unloaded we headed up the dock to the cabin.

"Thanks Johnny!"

"For what?"

"Everything!"

I watched her go in the cabin for a shower as I sat down to finish off the leftover warm beer.

"That was a close one!" I thought as I pounded down the beer. 

Then I realized it wasn't over yet unless Ziva found a job already. I started feeling guilty about those nasty things I'd thought of doing to Traci when she was bent over showing me her little teen pussy. God she was something else! It had been all I could do to control my urge to fuck my own granddaughter!

I looked up at the sky and asked for forgiveness and the strength to remain pure. 

When Ziva got back she was exhausted from dropping resumes all over town. Not to mention the 35 mile drive each way. I made up for it by grilling steaks instead of eating the cold Chinese food she'd brought home with her.

After dinner we sat around the fire. I was drinking my beer and Ziva had brought a huge bottle of wine home with her. Even Traci had a few beers and a glass of wine.

"I'm going to crash...I'm tired as hell." Traci said around 10pm and we bid her a good night.

No sooner than she was gone Ziva asked me how the day went.

I told her the truth, even the part about her sunbathing topless. I did leave out the part where she was totally naked.

"I told you that girl is something else!" 

"Yeah, she's a free spirit for sure."

"So what did you do when she was prancing around topless?"

"I ignored her for the most part."

"Good, she hates being ignored." Ziva replied with a laugh.

"Well, if she wants to run around topless there isn't anyone to see her out here except me."

"I swear that girl is boy crazy!" Ziva told me, "Back in California she was always out chasing guys."

"I remember you did a little of that too."

"Oh yeah...I forgot about all that." Ziva chuckled.

"You don't remember getting grounded for sneaking that Bill Bower kid into your bedroom?" I asked suddenly remembering that night.

Ziva started laughing, "Oh my God! I forgot all about that Dad! That was horrible getting caught by you and mom!"

"So don't be so hard on her. You were a bit of a wild child yourself." I replied.

"Yeah, I guess so. She's eighteen now but it's hard to stop being a mom."

"Well pretty soon she will be married and you can sit around all alone like me."

"That's sad, why don't you find someone to keep you company?"

"Too late for that, I'm used to being by myself now."

"Well, if Traci gives you anymore trouble let me know."

"Don't worry about it, I'll ignore her."

"Good luck with that!" Ziva replied.

The next day Traci was up early with me and helping me chop wood. Ziva had gone job hunting and this time I cooked burgers for lunch. After we ate Traci wanted to go jet skiing and exploring so I packed up some beer and off we went. I took her to a little cove that was a favorite of mine.

It was off another river and was about 6 miles upriver from the north end of the lake. Traci spread out her towel and I left her to try my luck fishing around the sides of the cove, as she sunbathed topless again. When I got thirsty I came back for a beer and she sat up asking me to bring her one.

I grabbed the whole thing and took it with me.

I brought it and sat down next to her. Fortunately she left the bottom of her suit on and I didn't have to worry about getting hard in front of her. Not that she didn't look amazing sitting there with her perky tits on full display.

"Are there any guys my age around here?" She asked at last.

"Nope, just us old farts."

"I thought so...too bad."

"Getting lonely?" I asked her and opened another beer.

"Yeah a little...and that jet ski doesn't help much."

"What do you mean?"

"Never mind."

"No what's that mean, I thought you liked driving it."

She sighed, "I do but, promise not to laugh."

"Okay."

"All the vibration makes me horny!"

I couldn't help it and started laughing, "It doesn't do anything for me!"

"You're a guy," She said, "You don't know what all that vibration does to a girl!"

"I can imagine."

"How come you have so much control?" Traci asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I run around naked and you don't even seem to notice!"

"Oh that," I told her, "I'm not supposed to look at you...your my granddaughter."

"Marci's dad didn't care about that."

"Who's Marci?"

I opened another beer because the conversation had suddenly got interesting. I gave another to Traci to keep her talking.

"Thanks! Marci was this friend of mine back in California. She used to do it with her dad whenever her mom was gone."

"She probably just said that to sound cool or something." I replied, not believing a word of it.

"No really, she showed us pictures on her phone and it was her dad all right!"

"How do you know?"

"Because I spent the night with her one time, and he was hitting on me. I wouldn't let him do it even though he was pretty cute."

"You better never tell your mom about that!"

"No shit!" Traci laughed, "I had this other girlfriend that did it with her brother all the time!"

"No way!"

"We saw them go in the bedroom at a party so we listened and they were doing it all right!"

"I guess they do some wild stuff in California."

"Yeah, I can't wait to go back there. People don't care how hard you party!" She laughed and chugged her beer down.

I was starting to understand what my daughter had said about Traci. She sounded like she was going to be a party girl when she got to college! 

I'd fucked a few party girls when I was in college and it had been wild times alright. It sort of made me wish I could go back and do it all over again.

We finished off the beer and Traci put her top and T-shirt back on.

"Had enough sun?"

"Yeah, let's go back and get some more beer."

We got back around 4pm and Ziva wasn't back yet. That was a good thing because I'd given Traci a few too many beers. She was pretty tipsy and I was sure her mom wouldn't appreciate it.

"Last one before your mom gets home." I told Traci and gave her the beer.

We sat there on the front porch looking out over the lake and sipping our beers.

"Johnny can I ask you something?"

"Sure what's up?"

"If you and I were the last two people on earth what would you do?"

"Try to survive."

She gave me a frown, "No I mean about us?"

"Probably nothing."

"NOTHING?" She replied with fire in her eyes, "You don't think I'm sexy enough for you?"

I sighed, "It's not that, and I really don't want to talk about it."

"Come on, I told you some of my secrets!" She begged, "You mean if I was the last woman on earth you wouldn't do me?"

I needed to shut her down before it went too far, "I've had this problem for about five years now."

"You're gay!" She said, "I knew that's what it had to be! Most guys drool when they see me naked!"

"No, I'm not gay!"

"Then what...you have some terrible disease?"

"Yeah, it's called old age."

"What's that got to do with it?" She replied looking confused.

"I can't get it up anymore for some reason." 

I didn't mention that one time when I'd seen her pussy.

"Wow that really happens to guys?"

"Yeah it does."

"That sucks, can't you take a pill or something?"

"I tried that and it almost killed me."

She sat back, "I'm sorry I asked." She told me, "If I couldn't have sex anymore I wouldn't want to live! Oh shit! I'm sorry I said that!"

"Don't worry about it. You get used to it after a few years."

Traci was silent after that and when Ziva drove in she told us good night and went to bed.

"What's with her?" Ziva asked.

"She had a long day, and a few beers."

"Oh...well I had a few drinks myself!" She told me, "Look what I brought home!"

It was a bottle of cinnamon schnapps, and she sat down and opened it up. I had a shot with her and she ran back to the car for some cold pizza. I didn't mind and we ate it that way as the sky got dark to the north.

I could see the big thunder heads and lightning, "Gonna storm in an hour or so." I mentioned looking at the sky.

"I hate storms!" Ziva replied with a frown.

I remembered then that she'd been afraid of storms ever since she was little.

"We'll be alright, don't worry about it."

"I won't...I'll be too drunk to care!" She laughed and took a slug from the schnapps.

"How come you want to drink so much?" I asked her, which seemed to be my own problem lately.

"If I can't find a job I want to be a drunk!" She said like she was giving a presidential address, "A good old drunken loser!"

"You're not a loser Ziva. Lots of people get divorced."

She burst into tears, "I gave him everything, and he shit on me and his own daughter!"

I held her and let her cry it out before I sent her to bed. I shut the door as the wind began to pick up. I watched the leaves began to swirl around as the first drops of rain began to fall before shutting my curtains and going to bed.

"Fuck what a day!" I mumbled and crawled under my covers.

The bed was spinning to the left slowly and I realized I shouldn't have had those last two shots. Lightning flashed and the cabin shook when the thunder boomed right after the flash. I was too drunk to care and fell asleep as rain began to hit the roof so hard it sounded like bacon frying in a pan.

Now I don't normally remember dreaming anything but that night I had a doozey! I guess seeing Traci running around half naked all the time must have triggered my subconscious.

In my dream Traci and I had the Jet Ski parked on the beach of my little fishing cove. I was lying back on the bench seat of my jet ski and Traci was facing me completely naked. She had her hand wrapped around the base of my cock and was leaning forward licking my knob. I was surprised how hard I ... and even more surprised when Traci started sucking it!

Traci's black hair was in a ponytail and she kept her big brown eyes on mine as she sucked my knob into her mouth again and began to bob and suck on it. Her perky tits were bouncing slightly and her dark nipples stuck out in hard points.

I knew it was a dream even while I was having it, but I wanted it to go on forever! It seemed so real, I could feel her tongue inside of her warm wet mouth slipping around my knob quickly and God it felt so good! I kept watching her sucking my cock until she stood up straddling the bench seat, and started to rub her pussy.

I felt her rather than heard her moaning on my dick. Then she licked my shaft until it was soaked all over and moved up over me rubbing my knob between her hot juicy pussy lips. She sank down on it and sat back until it was all the way up in her tight teenage twat.

In my dream Traci just kept looking down at me with her palms on my stomach as she rode up and down on my cock. Pounding her pussy down harder and harder. My balls felt wet from her juice and her pussy was making wet noises each time it smacked all the way down to the base of my dick. Traci started to pump quicker and threw her head back and let out a yell of pleasure as she came.

But it wasn't really a yell like you'd expect...it was a loud booming noise that woke me up!

The beach was gone and the room was dark except for the bright flashes of lightning every couple of seconds. I wasn't sure what the hell was happening because none of it made sense as I came awake from my drunken dream.

The first thing that I noticed was that my dick really was hard! The second realization was that it was all the way inside of hot juicy pussy! The lightning flashed again and I saw her on top of me. I thought at first it was Traci but her boobs were too big.

Another flash of light and I saw it was Ziva! Her eyes were closed and her head back, her pussy was slamming all the way down on my cock fast and she was holding back little moans. The next flash and boom of lightning hit, and I felt her vagina tighten up around my dick and start pulsing quickly as she came.

Another quick flash and her thighs were shaking like crazy as she ground her pussy in little circles around the base of my dick. Then she collapsed down on top of me and realized I was fully awake and looking at her.

"Oh my God!" She gave a startled little gasp, "I thought you were passed out...oh God!" and she started to cry as she got off me and my wet dick slapped down on my stomach. She rolled onto her back and mumbled between tears, "I can't believe what I just did!"

I was still stunned as she rolled over put her face next to mine, "Dad I'm sorry I'm such a loser! God please forgive me!"

Her breath smelled like pure schnapps and I wondered if she had gotten back up and drank it all.

"I was scarred from the storm...I came in here to sleep with you and it was...I mean you were so hard."




Just Call Me Johnny



"Shhhhh its okay baby." I told her as her face lit up occasionally from the lightning.

"No...I...see I drank too much and I haven't had sex in a year...I couldn't help it...GOD!" She groaned and laid her face on my chest hair and cried even harder.

I rolled her on her back and kissed her tears running down her cheek, "Shhh its okay baby." I told her and my dick was so hard it began to ache. I didn't even think about what I was doing as my hand ran down her tummy and between her legs. My morals had gone someplace far away as I began to rub her puffy wet pussy.

She jerked when my finger slid over her clit and her tears and crying began to slowly turn into little moans as I kept rubbing her pussy. I sucked one of her big hard nipples and she let out a soft groan and ran her fingers through my buzz cut hair.

I moved down kissing her tummy to her belly button and then lower still. Her legs opened wide and I slid down all the way and put my face in her crotch. Her pussy was wet and hot as my tongue slipped between her lips. I heard her moan in between claps of thunder as I enjoyed licking her wet slit.

When she bucked her hips and came again on my mouth I wanted her badly. My own daughter pulled me up on top of her and started kissing me hotly as the dull tip of my penis found her wet hole. 

"I need you so bad!" Ziva hissed and grabbed my ass with both hands pulling me into her.

I didn't even try to stop and pushed my cock all the way up inside of her warm juicy vagina.

It had been three years since I'd had any kind of sex. My only daughter's pussy was so wet and hot that all nine inches slipped in without any problem. She let out a groan as I pushed it as deep as I could...until my balls were smashed against her body.

Hot alcohol breath on my lips whispered, "God it's so big...you feel sooo gooood...OOohhhhhhhh my GOD!" She grunted as I started to fuck her as deeply as I could.

I got up on my palms above her as she pulled her legs wider apart by the back of her knees. Her feet were pointed straight up in the air as I pumped her harder and faster. Enjoying the hot wet depths of her body as I fucked my own sweet daughter like she was my wife.

"Oh GOD...OOohhh...OH OH OH GOD!" Ziva started to grunt as her big boobs jiggled back and forth under me, "Fuck me...OH YEAH! Unhhh GOD YESssss...Don't stop...Unhhh...make me CUM AGAIN!"

I was about to cum along with her and expected the usual dribble out the end when I did. But something happened that changed everything. I felt my balls getting tight and my orgasm was a mere seconds away as Ziva moaned under me.

Ziva let out a yell and her thighs began to shake. Even her feet pointed straight up in the air did a dance when she came!

Ziva's pussy tightened up around my shaft and I felt a rush of cum push what felt like some kind of blockage out the end of my dick. It sent a quick sharp pain as it passed out the end and then it started to gush.

It was like the dam had burst and I came more than I had in years! Seven or eight long hard blast shot out the end of my penis deep into Ziva's quivering cunt!

I felt like I was 25 again and my orgasm was so intense it made my toes curl up!

"OH GOD YESSSS!" Ziva cried out below me, "CUM IN MEeeeeee Oh FUCK that feels so GOOD!" I felt one of her hands reach around her thigh and hold my balls gently as my cock jerked slower and slower until it quit at last.

I let myself down on top of her big warm boobs and she put an arm around my neck and pulled me down for a passionate kiss. I left my cock buried in her nice warm cunt as we kissed.

"God your cum feels so hot inside me!" she whispered and was still shivering from her orgasm.

I couldn't believe I'd just fucked my own daughter! But there I was on top of her with my cock still giving little jerks as the last of my load leaked out inside her.

After the intense orgasm the alcohol reasserted itself and I fell asleep as the storm continued to rage. When I woke up late in the morning the sun was shining in the window and my head felt foggy when I sat up. I was shocked to see it was almost 10:00AM! 

I stood up and arched my back and stretched with my arms in the air. At just that moment I heard Traci outside the door.

"Hey are you ever going to get up!" and the door popped open as she stuck her head in.

I was facing her with my arms up in the air and completely naked.

"OH SHIT!" Traci shouted, "Sorry!" and closed the door. 

In those two seconds that she saw me, I saw her eyes get big when she saw my big penis hanging there in plain sight.

"Great!" I thought, "The girl is already horny enough without seeing that!"

I was taking a hot shower and burning off the cobwebs in my head before I remembered what had happened during the night. I finished my shower still not believing it had really happened. When I got a clean set of shorts on I turned around to flip the covers back over the bed just to make sure.

I had no more doubts when I saw the big dried up cum stain on my sheets where Ziva had been under me. 

"Shit!" I thought and covered it with the blanket, "It really had happened even though I didn't ask for it."

When I came out Traci was nowhere in sight. I grabbed a cup of coffee and went outside where it was already at least 80 degrees. It was already too warm for chopping wood even if I could have with the huge headache I had. I walked down the side of the cabin towards the back to find Traci.

As I went around the corner I saw her and stepped back quickly. I peeked around wondering if my eyes were deceiving me. Sure enough Traci was leaning back against the side wall of the shed. It was obvious that she was masturbating because her hand was down the front of her shorts and moving fast.

I stepped back and went out front before she saw me. I sat down on the front porch and sipped my coffee waiting for her to finish. The girl was obviously horny and I felt sorry for her because she was trapped out here with no boys her own age. I wasn't about to help her out, because I felt guilty enough about what had happened to me with Ziva.

I wasn't even sure what I was going to do about Ziva. I hoped it had just been one of those booze related incidents we both could forget about.

In a while Traci showed up all smiles, "Hey, about time you got up!"

"I've been up, where'd you go?" I asked her.

"I went for a walk out back."

I let that remark go unanswered. To look at her you couldn't tell she'd been doing anything except for the twin points of her nipples trying to poke through her top.

Traci plopped down, "Wow that was some storm last night!"

"Sure was, did it keep you awake?" I asked hoping she hadn't heard me and Ziva.

"Not really, I sort of woke up a couple of times but fell back to sleep right away."

I sipped the last of my coffee in silence wonder what I was going to do about Ziva.

"I made us a lunch and packed some beer so we can go jet skiing as soon as you're ready!" Traci told me hopefully.

"One more cup of coffee first. Did your mom already leave?"

"Yeah, she left and said to tell you she'd see you tonight."

"I'll pack our stuff on the ski like you showed me." Traci said, and went racing off into the cabin.

I got a fresh cup of coffee as Traci ran out of her room with a back-pack and her bag of stuff.

When we were packed up Traci wanted me to drive, and reluctantly I let her ride behind me. I knew she'd have her hands free to mess with me so I gritted my teeth and went wide-open all the way to this other spot I knew. She held on tighter than was needed. Pushing her boobs on my back and one hand on the inside of my thigh...very close to my package.

As we flew around the last couple of corners I had to jog quickly around a couple of gators in the middle of the little river. I made three sharp S-turns in between them. I felt Traci tighten her left arm around my waist and her right hand slid over and grabbed onto my entire package...cock and balls!

I couldn't do anything without risking us flying off the Jet Ski into the waiting gators. Once past them I slowed down and made a left turn and killed the engine. We costed the last few yards to a soft landing on the beach. Traci was still cupping my unit and I pulled her hand off.

"Oh sorry...Wow that was scary!" Traci remarked like nothing had happened.

She got up and jumped off the ski into ankle deep water. I let it go, and got off and started unpacking our stuff.

I got out my fishing gear as Traci picked out a spot on the sand and started stripping off her clothes. I felt a twinge in my crotch and I wondered if I really was cured of limp dick. The problem was I didn't want to find out in front of her the way she'd been acting lately.

I figured that I already had one foot in hell and the other on a banana peel after having sex with Ziva! I wasn't about to push my luck with my horny granddaughter. I really was trying desperately to hold on to the last of my moral fiber.

I have to give Traci credit for trying to break me. When I picked up my backpack and started up the edge of the river she was naked. Standing there rubbing baby oil all over her body. Her little pussy in plain view and my cock began to swell up. I took off in a hurry and left her there to her own devices.

I fished up the river for an hour and three beers. I only caught a damn Garr and cut its head off and threw it out in the river for the gators to clean up. When I got back to the Jet Ski, Traci was on her towel naked as a jay-bird. I ignored her and got a beer and sat down in the water to cool off.

It wasn't five minutes and I heard her approaching from behind me, "Catch anything Johnny?"

"Just a damn Garr." 

"What did you do with it?" I heard her feet splashing behind me.

"Threw it back...no good to eat."

"That's too bad!" She said, and stood beside me looking out at the river.

I kept my eyes straight ahead because she was still naked.

"You need a beer?"

"Sure."

I didn't even watch as she went over and fished out a couple of beers and came back. I had to look up when she handed it to me. Her pussy was just a few feet from me at my head level as she stood there not trying to hide it.

"Thanks!" I said, and looked away as my cock twitched in my suit.

She sat down right next to me and said, "Oh my God that feels good!" as she plunked down into the water.

"What?"

"The cold water," She replied and popped her beer open, "I think I might have sunburned my pussy."

I almost spit beer all over but saved it with a couple of chokes, "You okay?" She asked.

"Yeah, went down the wrong pipe."

"I've done that before." She grinned at me.

"That's what you get for sunbathing naked." I told her and looked back across the river.

"I'm not ashamed of my body," She replied, "I like being naked and free to do what I want!"

I looked at her and she was sitting in the water up to her nipples. They were hard as the cold water lapped at them.

"I wouldn't be ashamed either if I was you." I told her.

"Maybe you should try it?" She asked with a devious smile, "We could race up and down the river on the jet ski totally naked!"

I laughed out loud, "Beauty and the Beast arrested for nude jet skiing!"

Traci laughed with me, "Found fucking on a jet ski in the middle of the river!" She blurted out.

I looked at her and she had that look of a woman who wants it, "Hey, stop that talk. I told you my problem."

She looked pained, "I'm sorry...I thought that was just bull shit so you wouldn't get in trouble with mom if we did something fun."

"Well that would be a problem too!"

Traci sat there for a minute looking down at the water, "Johnny maybe I could help?"

"How's that?"

"Maybe you just need some help...I bet I could get it hard if you'd let me try."

That time I did spit out my beer and choked some more, "Whoa girl, I'm going to forget you even said that!"

I was trying my best to save myself from doing something I'd regret. Traci didn't appreciate my response one bit.

"FINE!" Traci yelled, she got up and stomped off, "ARRRRRRGH!" was the last thing I heard as she went back to her towel.

Right then I decided I'd have to tell Ziva she couldn't leave her alone with me anymore. My cock disagreed but I forced it to forget about it, even though it was trying to burst out of my suit the more I thought about that sweet little pussy between her legs.

Fifteen minutes later Traci was packed and wanted us to go home. I drove and she rode at the very back as far away from me as she could get. I knew she was mad but there wasn't much else I could do about it. She went in the cabin and slammed her bedroom door.

She was still in her room when Ziva got home.

"Dad, I got a job!" She told me and hugged the stuffing out of me.

"That's great! Tell me all about it."

"Where's Traci?"

"Sleeping I guess."

The next hour was spent cooking supper and finding out the details about Ziva's job. Traci came out to eat and didn't say much at all. 

We sat by the fire drinking a few beers and discussing stuff for an hour. Traci kept to herself and it was so obvious she was pissed for being rejected by me.

Ziva came back with the last two beers, "Hey dad you're out of beer after this."

"Shit, we can run up to the general store if we hurry." I told her looking at the time.

"Okay, I'll get my stuff," Ziva replied, "Traci you want to come along?"

"No."

"Okay, we'll be back in an hour."

"Whatever." Traci responded and sat there staring at the fire.

"What's wrong baby?" Ziva asked her.

"I'm just in a bad mood...leave me alone mom."

"Okay, hope you feel better."

I drove Ziva and me up to the general store in my truck.

"So what's wrong with Traci?" Ziva asked me, "Something happen today?"

I wasn't sure how to tell her but I knew I had to.

I explained everything that had happened that week. Ziva asked a few questions but let me talk until I had given her all the details.

"I was afraid this would happen," Ziva said at last, "I told you she was a handful...one big walking hormone."

"So what should I do about it?" I asked.

"Let me think about it."

"Okay, just don't take too long."

We bought some groceries and lots of beer to restock my refrigerator. Ziva also wanted a half pint of Jack Daniels to celebrate her new job. No sooner in the truck she opened it and started taking big drinks.

"Whoa that's good!" She laughed, "It burns all the way down...you want some dad?"

"Sure why not." I replied and she slid over on the bench seat next to me and gave me the bottle.

We took turns taking hits from it on the way back to the cabin. The sun was starting to go sink as I slowly negotiated the twisting dirt road. The nice thing about living in the middle of nowhere was you could drink and drive. The last time I saw a cop was two years ago and he had been lost.

"Dad, find a place to pull over I need to pee!" Ziva suddenly demanded.

"Can't you wait?"

"No...Just hurry up!"

I took the next turnoff that led deeper into the woods. I drove my truck up the rutted road until the truck was not visible from the main dirt road. I pulled up in a little clearing and turned off the motor.

"It's getting dark watch out for snakes." I told her.

"Great!" Ziva replied, and got out, "You have any toilet paper?"

"There are some napkins in the glove box."

"I guess it will have to do."

Ziva grabbed a couple and walked over and disappeared behind a tree. I got out and let the tail gate down for a seat while I waited. I was watching the red sky as the sun sank and sipping on the bottle when she came back.

When she came up to the tailgate she took a seat next to me.

"I need a drink?" Ziva said, and took the bottle from my hand.

We just sat there sharing the bottle for a while.

"Dad you know why Traci acts like she does?" Ziva said at last.

"Because she's a horny teenager?"

"Yeah, but the truth is she's so much like me... its scary."

"Well she is your daughter."

Ziva sighed.

She sat the bottle down as I slid off the tail gate, "You ready to head back?" I asked her.

Ziva jumped down and pushed me back against the tailgate with her body. She wrapped her arms around my neck, "You want an 80 proof kiss?"

I really didn't want to go down that road again. The first time I was able to deal with because we were both drunk and she had already been riding my dick when I woke up. It still bothered me that I'd fucked her, but she didn't seem to think anything about it.

"Ziva, you know we shouldn't be doing this sort of thing."

"You don't understand dad," She replied and started to unbutton her blouse, "Ever since I was twelve all I could think of was sex."

She opened her blouse and let it hang there as she unhooked the front of her bra, "I fucked so many guys in high school they nick named me Skippy, because I was easy to spread." She chuckled with an impish grin.

"Ziva you don't have to tell me all this!" I told her but had to stare at her big naked boobs.

She pulled my head down to her lips and planted a big whiskey tasting kiss on my lips, "I want to tell you so you'll understand."

Ziva put her hands on my package and started to rub my cock through my shorts. I sort of melted and my will power disappeared. My dick started to grow in her warm hand and I couldn't help grabbing her nice big bare boobs. 

Ziva began to pull my shorts down and I let her. My cock stood out and began to grow to its full size as she massaged it gently.

I stepped out of them and sat back up on the tail gate. Ziva pushed her way in-between my legs and looked at my hard-on.

"Dad I was a total slut!" Ziva said looking me in the eyes, "I love to suck dick and feel them in me!" She confessed.

"Ziva don't"

"I want to tell this!"

She kept slowly stroking my cock looking down at it as she talked, "When I married Sam I left that all behind...or tried to. I only had sex with him for years. Letting him do anything he wanted to me."

She bent down and ran her tongue around the top of my knob.

My cock was getting rock hard and I wanted to feel it buried in my daughters nice hot pussy again. Whether I was going to hell or not didn't seem important at that moment.

She stopped and looked at me, "I gave him everything dad! I even let his friend's gang bang me one night because he said it would turn him on!"

"All he had to do was be true to me and I would have been happy! But he still cheated on me and Traci!"

"I'm sorry!" I replied gritting my teeth as Ziva squeezed my dick hard.

"You're the only man I'll ever trust again." Ziva pronounced.

With her one hand around the base of my shaft I leaned back as Ziva bent down and began to hungrily slurp and suck my dick. 

Ziva kept sucking me and yanked her shorts and panties down so she could rub her pussy at the same time.

In a couple of minutes she was moaning with her mouth full of my dick. When she let it pop out of her mouth she looked up at me with total lust in her eyes.

"Just looking at your big cock makes me want to cum!" Ziva told me waving it around in front of her lips.

She pulled her blouse off and I grabbed her boobs and squeezed them a few times and that made her moan.

"I want you so BAD it hurts!" She said and kissed me so hard, her tongue twirling inside of my mouth.

"I want you too!" I panted when she let me go.

So I jumped down as she leaned over the tailgate showing me her nice naked ass. I felt between her legs and her pussy was nice and juicy. She moaned as I rubbed it a few times and got behind her. It was easy to push my knob into her wet vagina and it easily slid all the way up to my balls in her.

"OH GOD you feel so good!" Ziva moaned, and pushed her soft warm butt cheeks against me.

"Fuck me daddy!" she begged as her pussy tightened up around my shaft hard, "Fuck me like a dirty little slut!"




Just Call Me Johnny



I couldn't believe that I was doing it again! Fucking my own daughter and loving how good her hot juicy cunt felt as my cock pumped in and out of her.

I held her hips with both hands and listened to her moan and groan. Ziva's nice ass cheeks jiggled each time I rammed it all the way in. My balls made wet smacking sounds against her wet mound when I gave it to her hard and fast.

"OHhhhh FUuuuuuuck!" Ziva yelled out and came so hard her legs started shaking and I think she would have fallen except for the tailgate holding her up. I left it all the way in her and leaned over to pinch both of her nipples and she came again. Her pussy was milking my dick with hard little jerks and I was about to cum myself.

"Oh my god...oh my god...that feels so fucking Good!" She kept moaning until her orgasm died down.

Suddenly Ziva reached back with both hands and pushed me all the way out of her pussy. She dropped to the grass on her knees and grabbed my wet dick with one hand and started sucking my knob. I looked down in the twilight at my daughter sucking my cock fresh from her pussy.

Her knees were spread apart...her shorts and panties were all bunched up around her ankles. Ziva kept rubbing her pussy with one hand furiously as she sucked my knob hard. I felt my orgasm about to explode and grabbed my cock and started to jerk it.

Ziva pulled off my knob, "I want to feel your hot cum running down my throat!" She told me, and then held her mouth open in front of my knob. I laid my knob on her outstretched tongue and jacked even faster.

"FUCK!" I grunted, and shot four big long blasts of cum in her open mouth.

When it stopped squirting Ziva closed her mouth and leaned her head back to swallow it. Her legs started shaking as she clutched her pussy with one hand. She moaned with her mouth closed and I think she came from just swallowing my load!

My cock was still leaking when she finished and she grabbed it and sucked it dry as she milked my wilting shaft. 

It all made sense now. I realized why Traci was so horny all the time...she was just like her mom.

I was feeling guilty again as we drove the last few miles back to the cabin. Ziva was happy and talking up a storm between gulps of whiskey. I had a beer that wasn't real cold but good enough to quench my thirst.

Just before we got there she said, "Dad I think I know what you should do about Traci."

"What's that?" I said, hoping she had a good solution.

"The only way she'll quit bothering you is if you give her what she wants."

I just looked over at her like she was crazy!

"Do you realize what you just said?"

"I know it sounds terrible, but if you don't... she's going to fuck the first man she finds. I know her... and believe me I'd rather have her doing it with you than some stranger she finds walking down the street!"

I walked up to the cabin speechless!

Traci was sitting in the dark with a fire going and seemed to be in a better mood. She helped us put the groceries away and the three cases of beer in the shed.

"Feeling better?" I asked as we stacked beer in the big old refrigerator.

"Yeah, I'm okay," Traci gave me a smile, "I could use a beer."

We sat around until ten and the girls went to bed. It wasn't much later that I did the same after making sure the fire was out. I didn't go to sleep right away because I was trying to wrap my head around what Ziva had told me to do.

The next morning I woke up with a loud "Umph!" as someone jumped up on top of me!

I was lying on my back and opened my eyes to see Traci ginning down at me. All she was wearing was a matching set of bright pink panties and bra.

"HI!" She grinned down at me, "Before mom left she said I should get you up!"

"I'm up...I'm up already get off of me!" I groaned.

Traci unhooked the front of her bra and pulled it off with an evil smirk, "Not until I get you up."

I had made the mistake of sleeping naked and Traci took advantage of it. She scooted back until she was sitting on my thighs and grabbed my cock. It was still in a state of shock like the rest of me as she started to stroke it up and down.

"God you have the biggest dick I've ever seen!" She remarked, "I can't wait to see it hard!"

I was stunned and watched as she bent down and started to lick my knob. Her firm boobs hanging down, the big brown nipples sticking out hard as rocks. It began to respond and I gave up trying to make her quit. 

My granddaughter was going to fuck me, and confirm my reservation in hell.

I watched as Traci happily sucked and slurped my dick until it was rock hard. She seemed to enjoy sucking cock as much as her mom did.

"See!" She smiled looking at it as she stroked in up and down, "I told you I could get it up!"

"Okay you can go now." I told her, but didn't want her to leave.

Traci gave me a look, "Not Happening!"

She stood up and pulled her pink panties down and kicked them away, "I've never had one as big as yours before!"

Traci got on the bed doggy style showing me her nice little pussy. Backing up and reaching underneath to rub it with her fingers.

I got up on my knees and got behind her aiming my knob at her tiny vagina opening. I rubbed my knob up and down her slit and it got nice a slippery almost immediately. I rubbed it on her clit and she groaned.

"Quit teasing me!" She moaned, so I put the knob to her little opening.

She pushed back and my knob slowly slid past her tight ring of flesh.

"FUCK its huge!" She groaned, and stopped moving while she got used to it.

Slowly little by little she began to push and pull her pussy back and forth on my cock. I just held still and let her decide how much she could take. My shaft was getting wetter as more of me went in her each stroke.

"Oh My GOD!" Traci groaned when she pushed her pussy back on my shaft until 3/4ths of it was buried in her, "Jesus that feels so fucking HUGE!"

I put my hands on her little ass cheeks and let her fuck me. She was getting used to it and started to push back and forth a bit faster.

It only took a few minutes before she screamed out several times and came all over my cock. White pussy cream leaked out of her vagina around my shaft as she bucked back and forth quickly. I pulled it all the way out and watched Traci's pussy and anus jerk and pulse as she moaned for 10 or 15 seconds.

Clear fluid seeped down her pink slit and dripped slowly in a long string to the sheets. Traci spun around and took my wet dick in her hand.

"I can't believe you haven't cum yet! Don't you like my pussy?"

"It's perfect!"

"Most guys would have cum in me by now!"

She smiled at me, and then sucked on my wet knob hard and fast. I held her ponytail with my right hand and let her bob until I was more than ready to stick it back in her.

I rolled her over on her back and spread her legs apart. Her little pussy was swollen and soaking wet when I stuck my head down between her legs to lick it.

"OH FUCK!" Traci yelled and began to squirm as I licked her swollen clit and meat flaps.

I kept teasing and sucking on her pussy until she went wild. 

"Eat ME...of fuck Yessss...eat my fucking Pussy!"

Traci started bucking her hips and pulling my hair as she came all over my mouth and chin.

I quickly crawled up between her legs licking and kissing my way to her nipples. She pulled me up until she could kiss me. 

"You taste like my pussy!" She whispered pulling her lips from mine, "God you make me so hot!"

I felt her hand reaching down and putting my knob between her lips and sliding it down to her opening.

"I want you to cum!"

I pushed and entered her again. Pushing deep until I hit bottom and she let out a yelp!

"Sorry baby!" I said and pulled back a ways.

Traci wrapped her legs around my lower back, "I don't care if it hurts...Oh MY GOD!" She groaned as I pushed deep again.

I was getting really worked up and started to pump her faster, sometimes hitting her cervix which would make her jump.

I stopped and we kissed long and hot enjoying the feeling of her tight little pussy around my cock.

"Don't stop!...I want to feel you cum in me!" Traci begged, so I started up again and could feel it building up in my balls.

Ten or fifteen hard fast strokes did it. I shot off deep in her little teenage cunt. Spurting hard with my knob touching her cervix.

I felt her fingernails digging into my back as she yelled out loud. Traci bucked her pussy upwards as I ground my spurting dick deep in her. I could feel her pussy pulsing and squeezing my dick each time my semen exploded out the end.

"Oh my God I needed that!" Traci sighed when it was over, rubbing her boobs with both hands.

I had cum so hard my cock was quickly going soft. I pulled it out and stood up looking down at her, "You happy now girl?" I asked.

"Mmmmm," She sighed with her eyes closed, "My pussy feels nice and warm inside."

I stood there and watched as she rubbed her pussy gently. Cum was already leaking out of her and she rubbed it all around her clit and lips. I headed for the shower and left her there playing with the huge load I'd given her.

The guilt of fucking my granddaughter hit me as soon as I got in the shower! I just shook my head at what a creep I was, even if she had wanted it. But it was too late to late to worry about it any longer. I took a shower and got dressed.

The guilt went away as we packed to go take the Jet Ski out. Traci was a different young woman. Constant smiles and all bubbly and laughing. She ran for the dock and I just shook my head. I guess all she needed was to get laid in order to be happy.

Traci had the Jet Ski packed and was in just her bikini waiting on me when I got there.

"Can I drive?" She asked.

"Sure!"

The day went pretty much like usual. Traci sunbathed while I caught a mess of fish for dinner. My luck had changed and I was pretty happy with the catch. I was putting the fish in a live catch holder and tying it to the Jet Ski when Traci came down from sunbathing.

"Wow!" She said, "Fish for dinner!"

"You bet," I turned to look at her and she was naked like usual.

Traci had her big towel in one hand and a bottle of baby oil in the other. I finished tying the fish basket to the ski and let it sink to keep them alive. Traci came up and spread her big towel over the bench seat of the Jet Ski.

"What'cha doing?" I asked watching her smooth it out all nice and neat.

"I'm tired of lying on the ground. I thought this might be more comfortable."

I went over and fished a beer out of the water as she got on the Jet Ski and lay down with her head up towards the handle bars. I popped the beer open and took a big drink and watched.

"Johnny can you give me that other towel?" pointing to the bag on the sand.

I looked and saw it sticking out of her bag. When I brought it to her she rolled it up and made a pillow out of it.

"That's better." She told me testing it out.

Traci looked great laying there! Her legs were spread enough to straddle the back part of the bench seat. Feet on the floorboards. Which kept her from falling off the narrow seat. Her little pussy was soaking up the sun and in plain view.

She picked up the baby oil bottle and turned her head towards me, "Can you put this on me?" She asked from behind her mirror glasses.

I waded over in the ankle deep water beside her and took the bottle and flipped the cap open, "Where?"

"All over please." Giving me a grin.

It was easy to see she wanted to fuck again. I was more than willing to help her out with that when I felt her skin in my hands.

I squirted some all over her tummy and between her boobs. She laughed and jumped, "Too much rub it in!"

I began to rub her tummy all over, coating it and making it shine in the sun. Up between her perky little teen boobs and then all over them.

"That feels so good!" She sighed, as I spent a little more time than was necessary rubbing slippery baby oil over her nipples that were getting nice and firm.

That wasn't the only thing getting firm!

I squirted more oil below her belly button and began to rub it all over, then down around her sexy little mound.

"OH MY GOD!" She groaned when my slippery fingers ran up her slit, "Let me suck your cock while you do that!"

I yanked my suit down and kicked it up to the beach. I got up on the running board beside her and she leaned up on her left arm facing my hard dick. Traci took it in her right hand and kissed my knob.

I ran my left hand back in her crotch and played with her slippery pussy as she started to suck me. Traci moaned on my cock as I rubbed her hot little twat up and down and slid my middle finger in it. She kept her eyes closed and I could feel her tongue slipping all around my knob.

She spit out my dick and groaned loudly as she lay back down on her back. 

"God you're making me so horny!" She remarked, as I rubbed her clit with my finger tip.

"You're always horny." I told her, bending down to kiss her lips as I massaged her slippery mound.

"I hope you're not just teasing me!" Traci said hotly, "Are you going to fuck me or not?"

I straddled the bench seat and moved up between her legs. Traci reached up and held the handle bars and groaned as I rubbed my knob on her slippery clit. I kept rubbing her clit with my knob and teasing her opening by barely pushing it in.

"Give it to me!" She complained loudly.

I rubbed my shaft with the baby oil on my hand and lined it up. When the knob slipped in I stood up and put my hands over hers on the handle bars and slid all nine inches up her tight pussy.

"UNNhhhhhh!" She hissed as my thick cock stretched her vagina wide open and went balls deep.

I started to fuck her slowly...long and deep and loved how she was yelling and jumping each time it went all the way in up to my balls.

It only took a few minutes of that before she came loudly. I left it buried as her pussy started pulsing and milking my cock with hard jerks. When it stopped I pulled out and made her get up and turn around with her butt facing me. Traci was still panting laying there in front of me straddling the bench seat.

I grabbed the bottle of oil and poured it down her butt crack, "You don't need any more lube, I'm soaking wet inside!" She groaned. I poured it all over my dick because it was going in her nice tiny anus that was looking at me.

I got close and rubbed my big knob on her anus and she realized what I was going to do!

"OH MY GOD!" She exclaimed, "It's too big for that!"

"Hold still." I told her and pushed my oiled knob against her little anus.

It gave way and my knob disappeared up her rear. Her tight little anus ring gripping my shaft just behind my knob.

"OOOhhhhhh my GOD!" Traci groaned, "Put more lube on it!"

It popped back out and I poured lube all over my knob and shaft again. She held onto the handle bars, stood up and leaned over and waited for me.

It slid in much easier the second time.

"Oh my GOD!" She groaned as half my length slid up her little tight ass.

Traci lay back down on the bench seat on her stomach as I stood up over her round little ass and started pumping her. With my morals completely gone I found it rather exciting. Watching my cock slide in and out of her little anus as she yelled loudly each stroke.

Traci began to grunt when each stroke went all the way up her rear to my balls. I might have got a little too worked up and really started to pound her little ass.

"OH MY GOD!...AHHHH AHHHH OOOoooooo OH MY GOD GRANDPA!" She yelled out when I was about to cum.

Three strokes later I squeezed her nice ass cheeks together around my cock and shot a huge load up her bum. God it felt so good! I massaged her slippery back until my dick stopped jerking deep in her butt.

When I pulled it out her little anus was gaping open the same diameter as my dick. I milked the last few drop of semen into it before it closed back up and jumped off the Jet Ski. I was out in neck deep water cleaning up when she finally got up and wobbled into the water.

I thought maybe she was pissed off from the look on her face but I guess it had been a bit of shock. When she got out to me she put her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. She pulled me down for a kiss and hugged her naked body to me tightly.

"Oh my god!" She told me, "Nobody's ever done that before!"

"Did you like it?" I asked.

"When I felt you Cumming in me... I thought I was going to die!"

"Glad you liked it baby."

She laughed and pulled her wet hair back still clinging to me, "Now my pussy and ass are both sore!"

I had to laugh out loud, "I guess you better take a few days off to recover."

"That's not going to happen!"

We laughed and waded back up to the shore and dried off with our towels before packing up and heading back to the cabin.

Ziva was ecstatic when she got home.

"I got a job!"

"Great!" I told her, "When do you start?"

"Right away...I've got to find an apartment in town tomorrow!"

Traci tried to be happy for her mom, but I could tell she wasn't in a hurry to leave my cabin. In fact I didn't want either of them to leave, but I didn't have much choice.

Two weeks later I was sitting on the front porch of my cabin on the lake. Just sipping an ice cold beer and watching the big round Florida sun sink behind the trees. I had my feet up on the wood rail and could hear the crickets chirping and the birds squawking for space as they got ready to roost for the night.

I hadn't seen the girls at all since they'd moved, and I missed them a lot!

I was about to head for bed when I heard a car coming down my road. The car pulled up and Ziva got out!

"Hey dad!" She waved and grabbed a big bag out of the rear seat.

"You didn't think we'd leave you here all alone did you?" Traci exclaimed as she got out of the passenger side.

"I know you're busy with your new job and stuff." I replied.

Once the luggage was put away the girls came out and each opened a cold beer.

"So what have you been up to the last couple of weeks?" Ziva asked.

"Not much...just hanging around. How about you?"

"Busy, my furniture arrived and Traci and I have been working like dogs!"

"We needed a break gramps!" Traci added.

I let her get away with calling me that, even though I hated being called "Gramps!"

It was already eleven by the time we called it a night. I took a nice hot shower to wash away the day's sweat.

When I came out of my bathroom in a towel Ziva was sitting on my bed with one of my big old flannel button down shirts on. It was unbuttoned and she was naked as she got up and came over to me.

"I missed you!" She told me and pulled my towel off as we kissed. 

I felt her hand around my dick and it was getting hard almost immediately. She pushed me down on the mattress on my back and took my hard dick and gave the end a wet kiss.

"What about Traci?" I asked in a whisper, "What if she walks in?"

"Too late!" I heard Traci's voice.

I pulled my head up and looked as Traci walked in wearing absolutely nothing! She came over and got next to her mom who was jacking my stiff rod up and down nice and slow.

"God mom you could have waited for me!" She told her.

"What's all this?" I asked.

"We decided that it was best if we just shared you." Ziva laughed.

I flopped back down not believing what was happening as they started taking turns sucking my cock!

In a little while Traci straddled my head, standing on her knees and lowered her sweet wet pussy to my lips as Ziva got on top of me and took my cock up her twat.

They were facing each other and I heard wet kissing noises.

"Fuck this has to be a dream!" I thought until Ziva yelled out and I felt her hot juicy cunt tightening up around my dick. When she came it pulsed around my cock and her legs started to shake as she yelled loudly.




Just Call Me Johnny



"God I needed that!" I heard Ziva say, as she slowly got off my cock.

"Traci get off his face, I want to see daddy's big cock in you!"

Traci spun around and moved down as I felt Ziva aiming my dick for her, "You better last more than a minute!" Traci grinned as the tip went in her and she pushed back until my dick was almost all the way up her tight little twat.

Traci sat on top of me fucking forward and backward as I held her tits. She was moaning already and someone pushed my legs wide apart. I felt Ziva start licking and sucking on my balls and it was all I could do not to cum.

Traci leaned forward to kiss me and my cock slipped out of her. I felt a hand around it and then Ziva started sucking my knob as Traci and I kissed for a while.

Traci broke the kiss and said, "Put it back in me mom!" I felt it aimed and Traci slid back on it again. I would have cum again except Ziva was sucking on my balls so hard it almost hurt.

This went on a couple more times and Traci was getting so hot, "Fuck I'm going to CUM!" She yelled and pumped my dick faster.

Traci came really hard and her pussy began to jerk hard around my dick. In spite of how hard Ziva was sucking my balls I shot a huge load up inside of Traci's little cunt.

"OH MY GOD!" Traci groaned and leaned down on my chest, rubbing her firm little tits on my skin and moaning as my cock kept spurting inside of her.

When it stopped Traci got up on her knees, and my wet dick slipped out of her. Ziva grabbed it and started sucking it clean as it began to go soft while Traci flopped down on her back still panting hard. Ziva stopped when it wasn't getting hard again and I got up wanting to pee and get a beer.

But Ziva wasn't done yet!

She crawled over on the mattress and pushed a surprised Traci's legs wide apart and proceeded to go down on her.

"MOM?" Traci exclaimed, "What are you DOING?"

Ziva ignored her and I watched as her pink tongue scooped up my cum that was leaking out of Traci's little pussy.

"You never said we were gonna...OH GOD!" Traci groaned as Ziva's mouth went over her clit and sucked it hard.

My dick grew hard again in about one minute as I watched Ziva sucking her daughters little pussy. Traci was groaning loudly and holding Ziva's head with both hands as her mom licked out her cum filled pussy.

I got behind Ziva and she got up on her knees so I could fuck her again. She never stopped eating Traci as I slid my cock back inside her warm wet cunt.

I was so turned on that I came again in just a few minutes. Shooting another smaller load deep inside Ziva's twat as she finally pulled her head up and moaned when she felt me Cumming in her.

When I pulled out of Ziva she crawled right up on top of Traci. All the way up to her face and planted her wet pussy right on her lips. She put a hand down on top of Traci's head and ground her pussy on her face.

"Eat me...Oh Fuck yessssss!" Ziva groaned as Traci mumbled under her twat.

I had to stand there and watch. It only took a short while until Ziva came again, this time on Traci's mouth!

I left the two of them laughing and kissing each other hotly.

The last thing I heard before I shut my bathroom door was, "God mom I can't believe you did that!"

The following Friday evening I was sitting on the front porch of my cabin on the lake. Just sipping an ice cold beer and watching the big round Florida sun sink behind the trees. I had my feet up on the wood rail and could hear the crickets chirping and the birds squawking for space as they got ready to roost for the night.

I smiled when I heard a car headed up my road. The car pulled up next to the cabin and I saw the excited looks on my girl's faces as they waved and clamored out to greet me. 

You know retirement isn't that bad after all...especially on the weekends!