Girlfriend's grandaughter lives with us while the girl's mom serving long prison sentence. My girlfriend is convinced the kid will follow her mom's footsteps and doesn't hesitate to take the belt to the girl to reinforce her discipline. Lately she's been snooping and poking around Granny's room and drawers; we can tell stuff has been moved around and little things missing, making my girlfriend absolutely furious.

For my part, I try to mitigate her fury and play the good guy against her bad guy role with the girl...she doesn't know any better and her mother was no good; and before my girlfriend sobered up, she was absolutely dismal as a mother herself. I'll call her R. for now and met her at a gig I played...she took me out for a blow job and I was hooked, though unaware of all the baggage attached. She was the sexiest woman I knew and she would do anything I wanted...anything...totally submissive to my sexual desires.

But totally devoid of motherly instinct. When her daughter got into her mess, R. fumed about the inconvenience to herself about dealing with getting custody of the grandaughter. Personally I felt sorry for the girl and took it as a challenge, a project to try and undo the damage done; pay her positive attention, show her some pampering she never got and for god's sake teach her to read. Raising my own kids, I made sure to read to them at bedtime and always had books and magazines in the house. R's house always had the TV on, nothing to read anywhere. My rapport with T had grown such that she would sit with me and read the comics in the daily paper and I would have her read our horoscopes, working through any difficult words together. And of course, I did the crossword puzzle (in ink) and ask her for help with the clues.

So, against this background I can tell you what happened one day when R was at a doctor's appointment and I was puttering around on my workbench in the shed, leaving the kid...oh let's call her T...watching the tube. Or whatever they call these new flat screen televisions as there's no tube. Anyway, taking a break I went into the house and found the TV blaring as usual but to an empty room. I wondered where T went when a noise from our bedroom drew my attention that way and I very quietly took a look through the doorway. There I saw T poking around the side table on R's side of the bed, where I know she keeps her toys and lubes. Keeping myself hidden, I just watched a while and listed to her talking to herself, lifting up this one or that one, examining very closely the big penis-shaped dildo in particular and wrapping her hand around it as if jerking it off, talking to it and pretending it belonged to some boy-band pop star as she murmered his name out loud.

Damn! My cock started to rise watching this little make-believe show. I let her go on for a while before remembering where those toys have been and knew I better reinforce some discipline.

Stepping into view, I merely cleared my throat and she practically jumped in the air, dropping the sex toy and staring at me with big, wide eyes rimmed with mascara and eye shadow.

"Ah-hah! Busted," I said. " What the hell do you think you're doing? How many times have you been told to stay out of your Granny's things? Just look at you, you KNOW your Granny is going to be mad and just whip your hide."

T. began to shake and backed away from the open drawer as I approached. She began crying while i sat down on the bed and had her stand in front of me.

"Oh please don't tell Granny!" she begged. I let her go on while I made a face of concentration, like giving it a lot of thought. An idea had been forming.

"And, to make it worse, you've been playing with her make up too! You know you've been warned so many times, maybe I should just spank you myself and save your Granny the aggrevation," I suggested. "Bend you over my knee right now and give you a good couple of whacks."

go on with this?

 

Please do, this story is getting interesting now.

 

I agree

 

yes don't stop.

 

Grrrrr! Y would you even stop??? I m mad at you now!

 

Yeah, cool story, keep it going..

 

That's not even cool, fucker.

 

Lol

 

You're not on a street corner where you can extort coins from those who are listening to your tale; the best way to build a following here is to complete your story before asking if your readers want a continuation; leaving them without a resolution (lets be honest - cumming), will simply build frustration with your writing.

 

stall

well, was stalling for time as I wrote a whole new part but timed-out on this site and it got dumped. So now I have to start again putting the next section together. It's coming (cumming) along

the girl is just built for sex, like her mother and grandmother. It's up to me to show her how to get her budding sexuality under control and respect other's privacy such as she'd want her's respected too.

I could take her over my knee and paddle her myself, and lead into rubbing her hot ass and see where that goes. But I love this girl and don't want to inflict hurt on her...

So...

 

I cant wait. looking forward to it.

 

Hands down one of the hottest sex scenes I've ever heard

 

Yes, do continue. Give her a good bare-bottom spanking and something more on top of that.

 

I agree with darthel: every posting should have some sort of sex going on. Your first posting does miss the mark, but I hope you make up for it and have some hard and long-drawn-out fucking in the second segment of your story.

 

good story

 

Bad grandaughter spanked

Well, I did end up taking her over my knee and pulled her panties down her legs and off before she could protest much further. T. waved her hand behind her in a futile attempt to shield her fleshy ass from the oncoming slap she knew was coming. I brought my upraised and open palm down quickly but without a lot of force, mainly making a loud slapping noise and bringing a red flush to her butt cheek.

T’s legs flinched a bit when I did it again on the other ass cheek, but she was not crying any more, just a little “owww” and I sensed her muscles tense and flex as she was stretched and bent over my lap. Another pair of slaps got her ass glowing and I couldn’t resist rubbing my hand over her heated flesh a little. T seemed relaxed and in no hurry to get up.

“You’re a very bad girl,” I told her between slaps, “and your Granny is very worried about you. She thinks you’re going to end up exactly like your Mommy because you won’t listen.”

T looked up at me and I nodded to her. “Yes, she does. Granny tells me these things. She told me about you getting into her things and she told me about the doctor’s visit you made.”

T had developed a yeast infection and R had to take her to the doctor…she confessed to having been putting a hairbrush and other things into her vagina and so the doctor had given T some kind of horse pills to take for a while. R was more pissed at her than anything, calling her a little slut in the making. She believed her granddaughter was genetically doomed to repeat her own and her daugher's sexual desires ruling their lives and driving them to ruin.

While talking to the girl I was still rubbing her hot ass and the back of her legs. She shifted and wiggled slightly and my fingertips soon had a smidgen more access along the tops of her thighs, tracing the curving line of her firm bottom and dipping into the crease between them before continuing on with my caressing.

“You know I love you and only want the best for you T,” I was telling her, “and your Granny doesn’t know what to do about you any more. I don’t think spanking you is the answer, do you?”

And with that, I slid my finger along the damp slit between her plump thighs just a little, touching what I knew was her clitty and eliciting a small jolt from the youngster's body sprawled across my lap.

 

love it

 

Girldriend's Bad Grandaughter: Masturbation

T ‘s body was quivering and squirming, stretched across my lap with a finger now caressing the oily folds between her legs as I continued to scold her, “I don’t think spanking you is the answer, girlie, but we need to have a serious talk about privacy.”

“Uhhhh-hhuuuuhhhh,” T moaned, and I went on, “you have trespassed into our bedroom and Granny’s private space. You need to learn to respect people’s privacy if you want any in return. Now, I don’t have a problem with you being curious about sex stuff but it is private and you belong in your own room with the door closed when you play around. Understood?”

“Oh yeah…uh-huh,” T said, her legs stiff and bouncing on her toes against my legs. Two of my fingers had a grasp on the shaft of her clit and applying pressure gently squeezing and tugging at the same time, rotating around and pushing here and there. She was very close to her orgasm and I eased off on my ministrations, teasing a little and T responded with a frantic flurry of hip thrusting until, with a loud moan she clenched her legs together, trapping my fingers against the pulsing stem of her sweet flower. I savored her sighs and moaning shivers, goose-bumps popping along her heated flesh and lifted my dampened fingertips to my nose, inhaling the delicious perfume of my girlfriend’s hot granddaughter.

Rolling her off my lap and onto the bed next to me, I took a moment to appraise the girl, raccoon-eyed with smeared mascara, crimson-cheeked with a natural flush. She had a nice, supple roundness about her limbs and hips with small mounds with the beginnings of beautiful breasts, if following in the mold of her mother and grandmother. T will have to learn to control her genetic propensity for fucking before some slime ball gets over on her and takes advantage and fucks up her life like what happened to her mom and granny; I will get her to understand how to be a secret slut in the privacy of her own bedroom, like I did with her grandmother, and be a perfectly proper young woman to the world.

 

keep going!

this shit's hot...my dick very stiff thinking about having a fuck toy of my own...more story

 

Dammit, Control her quickly!! I am waiting. She has been a very naughty girl!!!