Bbygirl✨

you obey, walking over and sitting on his lap, even though you get a funny feeling in your tummy when he wraps his hands around your waist. it's long after dinner and you can smell the alcohol on his breath as you listen to the faint voices of the rest of your family on the other side of his large house. you hadn't realized just how well off your mom's family was, it was always just the two of you trying to make ends meet. his expensive clothing and home and furniture start to make you a bit nervous, your heart raises thinking about just how much power your own granddad has. the idea that it could all be shared with you.

"you've grown into such a beautiful girl," he whispers in your ear, "you look so much more... mature than your mother did when she was your age." you can't help but giggle, his deep voice causing you to blush.

"it's been so long since i had a pretty young thing in my lap," his hands trail down your bare thighs, teasing along the hem of your little summer dress. "an old man like me isn't turning heads like i did back when i was young."

"but you're still so handsome!" you exclaim naively. "i don't think you're old!"

he laughs, his nose brushing against your ear as he breathes you in. "be a good girl for me, sweetheart. do that for me and i'll take care of you. you'll do that for me, won't you?" your eyes widen, but you nod, pressing your lips together as his hand moves up to squeeze your waist, his other trailing up to cup your breast.

you press your thighs together as he slips your dress down, exposing your breasts. his big, rough hands grope your breasts, tease and flick over your nipples. you throw your head back against his shoulder as the old man introduces you to new pleasures. he praises you, telling you how good you're being for him. how safe you are in his hands, that if you stay just like this, he'll give you whatever you'd like.

he grabs you by one hip and encourages you to grind down on his lap. you're blushing all over feeling how big your own grandad feels against your ass. he pulls your panties to the side, circling his fingers around your clit until you're whining for him. he teases one finger inside you, alternating between teasing your clit and fingering your hole. you blush as he praises how tight you are, that he knew you were still just a sweet, innocent little thing. that you're so good for saving yourself. grandad holding your mouth closed as you cum hard around his finger.

he spins you around so you're straddling his lap and kisses you as you come down from your orgasm. he gives you a moment to catch your breath before he's zipping his pants, taking his big cock out. you look at him in panic, telling him you've never done this before, that you think he's too big. he just laughs, shushing you and takes your hands, telling you to just touch him. that he'll teach you what to do. brushing your fingers along his cock, squeezing the head, licking your palm and pumping it. grandad muttering curses between telling you how good you're doing as he turns his attention back to groping your breasts.

“aww, what a good girl,” she says softly against my ear, voice warm and low. “just sit still and on mommy’s cock for me. it feels so deep, hmm?”

every few moments she gives these tiny, random little thrusts… just enough to nudge that spot inside me and make my clit pulse. her fingers slip between us and start teasing my clit in slow circles.

she leans in and presses a soft kiss to my neck, murmuring sweetly, “mm, you’re so wet and warm for me, baby.”

i get too impatient and try to rock my hips once, just a little. her hand comes down in a quick, light slap on my ass. “mm-mm, no moving.”

“mommy… please,” i whimper, already sounding wrecked. “i need more… it feels too good to just sit here.”

she lets out a soft laugh. “i know, baby. but you’re gonna stay right here until i say so.”

she knows i can’t handle it anymore. my face already buried in her neck, hiding and trembling, trying to muffle my little whines.

not long after, her hands tighten on my hips and she starts lifting and lowering me, faster than before. fucking me properly on her strap while i stay hidden in her neck. the angle hits so perfect every time that i can barely think straight.

“mmm- there you go,” she murmurs, sounding pleased. “is this what you needed, princess? mommy’s cock fucking into you so deep?”

anything i want to say comes out in a needy, broken whine. “mommy- fuck- ” i gasp into her throat, voice all shaky and desperate. “please don’t stop… i need to cum so bad, please let me cum—”

so dad hops into bed behind him, pulls the blankets over them, wraps a big arm around his torso, and holds him tight. his kid fits so perfectly, settling against his dad’s body like it’s his home. so small, so sweet, his tiny sighs getting further apart as he drifts to sleep.

dad finds himself overwhelmed with affection, burying his nose in his son’s damp hair to smell the faint scent of soap from his bath earlier that night. he feels so at peace like this, with his baby safe in his arms. his eyes drift shut, not to sleep, just to savor the moment.

he’s interrupted as his kid innocently nudges closer, now flush against him, wanting to be as close as possible. dad stifles a noise as he feels him pressed against his cock. goddamn it, he can’t do this again. he prays his kid doesn’t feel him getting hard, and it seems to work. his breaths slow further and he’s fully asleep now that he’s in a comfortable position. dad sighs softly in relief, he’s a deep sleeper.

he’s so cute when he’s asleep too, so innocent. dad can’t help it when his hands start to wander. fingers dip under his pj shirt and gently feel the warm, smooth skin of his tummy. he grips the flesh softly, enjoying its give before moving lower. he splays his hand on his kid’s upper thigh, rubbing up and down.