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grandpas little cunt

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Synopsis: the story of a depraved young woman and her need to be grandpas little cunt.

Joe pulled over his semi as he saw the quick shadow of someone walking up ahead. He slowed, coming to a stop just behind them. He quickly reached for his pocketknife, then put it back when he saw long skinny white legs underneath a skirt only a hooker would wore, complete with black thigh highs. Heat pulsed through his body and he smiled.

She turned, bright green eyes wide in fright against the headlights, like a deer about to get hit. “Yes, youll certainly get hit, my dear.” He mumbled, flashing the bright lights quickly at her. She stood rooted to the ground, playing with long hair that shone like fire nervously. He sounded the horn and she jumped off the ground, and ran toward the truck. He laughed, and leaned over to open the door.

She climbed in, her head too close to his lap at one point while she hoisted herself up.

       “By God, girl, you look too young to be out here all alone.” He said, reaching across her and closing the door. He got a brief smell of young pussy and cleared his throat, staring down at her thigh highs. “And to be wearing that outfit. Were you at a costume party or something?”

The girl shook her head silently. She was ashamed, and embarrassed, and it made him more bold. He brushed the top of her thigh. She didnt stop him.

       “So, are you gonna tell me what youre doing out here dressed like a common slut?”

She looked up at him. His eyes fell to her tiny black tank top, hard little nipples staring back at him through the thin material.“God, how old are you?” He gasped, his eyes never leaving the tiniest tits hes ever seen.

       “Nine-nine teen.” she stuttered.

Mmmm…he thought, his hand smoothing up the sheer stocking. “Good.” he said, turning back to the wheel. “Well, lets get going.”

He started to drive slow. She slowly got comfortable, leaned her head back.

       “Whats your name?”

       “Lily.”

       “Hi. Lily, Im Grandpa Joe. You can call me that, because Im old enough to be your grandfather. Did you know that? Im 62 years old.” He mumbled absentmindly…eyeing her sideways. “So, are you going to tell me?”

There was a pause, then a sigh. “I ran away from home, because I dressed like this because my daddys girlfriends always are, and he loves them. He always disappears with them somewhere for hours and they always worship him after. I thought maybe -”

       “Did your daddy ever touch you?” Joe asked roughly.

When she didnt answer, his right hand grabbed her thigh. “Like this?”

       “Yes, but he always stopped. He made me watch him and a girl one time, but he wouldnt let me join. Ive always wanted to. My daddy is the only one I want.”

Joes groin leapt and he growled low in his throat. “Did you ever have a grandpa that you knew?”

       “No.”

       “Well, today is your lucky day. Because theres only one thing hotter than daddy and daughter. And thats grandpa and granddaughter. Ill take care of you. But, first, youll have to tell me what you ever did or saw when you were around your daddy that made you feel good down here.” He said seriously, his thumb getting closer to the heat.

       “Well, he would tie the girl down, and force his thing down her throat while using his mouth on her and spanking her really hard. Sometimes her bottom would be bright red. Then he would…” She paused, her breathing labored, and Joe raised an eyebrow, knowing it turned her on.

       “You are a little slut, arent you?” He asked, his hand reaching further. When he felt nothing but moist bald cunt, he slammed on the brakes, holding her back with a finger thrust hard in her pussy.

       “No panties, bitch, huh?” He took his hand out and steered the truck to the side of the road.

       “That means you need a spanking. Climb over my lap now, bitch.”

When she didnt move, he picked her up and pulled her over him, her tight round ass pushed up slightly over his groin. He pulled the black skirt up over it, and began a quick series of slaps, then longer, harder, stinging. She cried out, but thrust her hips back and forth as if she were riding a rodeo. “You dirty fucking cunt, I knew you were a little slut as soon as I saw you. You make me sick. Youre gonna be grandpas dirty cunt now, and next time Im doing this, there will be a big hairy cunt in your mouth.” He growled, smacking her harder. She cried out harder, begging him to stop.

Quickly, he turned her around, and ripped down her tank top. The tits were barely tits, and his cock nearly popped out of his pants. “You look like youre 12.” He said, beginning to slap the flat chest. She cried out again.

       “Open your fucking mouth, cunt.” He said. When she did, he spit in it, then spit on her face. “You like it, dont you bitch?”

She nodded, while his fingers began twisting the tiny nipples hard.

       “Whats that? You like it?”

       “Yes…” she whimpered.

“Thats what I thought.” He pulled her up. “We have about a mile to my hotel. Youre gonna suck this old grandpas cock until then. I dont want your mouth ever off of it.” He reached down and unzipped his pants, pulling out a 9 inch cock, thick with gray pubes sticking out underneath. His cock was rock hard. He grabbed the bitch by the neck and pushed her down. He felt her small mouth go around the head, and he pushed hard. She gagged, and her body convulsed, and he held her there for a few seconds.

       “Youre going to learn real quick how to breathe when doing this.” He mumbed, pulling her head up by her hair, and slamming it back down again. She moaned, and gagged again, and he felt his cum rising already.

       “Good little filthy cunt. Youre such a pig.” He said, and pulled the truck onto the road again. She tried to suck it on her own, but kept holding back. When he could take his hand off the clutch, he would slam the head back down, hold it there, until she gagged a couple of times. When he pulled into the hotel parking lot, he parked the truck, and whipped her head up and down hard and fast, probably bruising her face and his thighs. She gagged uncontrollably. When he felt her throat spasming, he released a hot, long squirt of cum deep into her stomach. She flailed her hands and legs.

       “Take my cum, you pig.” He muttered, and pulled her up once he was finished. Her eye makeup was running down her face, and she was crying. He spit in her face and slapped her hard.

       “Stop crying, bitch. You are my filthy pig cunt, arent you?”

She hiccupped, and nodded slowly.

       “Now, get out of the truck and I want you to stand in front of the truck, facing it, and bend over and touch your fucking ankles. Do not move until I get back.”


It was 3 am, and the hotel was deserted, he cursed, hoping more truckers would be around he could sell her to. He would have to make some calls. After getting the room, he walked back to her, took his belt off and hooked it around her neck.

       “Lets go, bitch.”

She walked quickly behind him and into the room. He threw her donw on the bed and started ordering porn movies on the T.V. He told her to get washed up and fix her face, then he made a few special phone calls.

When she walked out of the bathroom with her bag, he threw it into the closet.

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