A fulfilling love
A couple of times over the next few months, Pa encouraged me to go out with other guys. As much as they tried they couldn't match the feelings I had for my darling Pa.
As our relationship became more intense over the next few months, Pa suggested that I move my things into the master bedroom, which made me very happy.
After about 6 months, I started to get nauseous each morning. I realized that I was pregnant with Pa’s baby. When I told him, he was so proud, both of me and of himself. After all, he was only 54 and still a virile man,
He treasured me right through the pregnancy and was with me at the birthing of our beautiful baby son. We named him Ethan, which was Pa’s second name.
When I went home from hospital, Pa couldn’t do enough for me. He would get up and bring Ethan to me whenever he cried at night for a feed. One night, he was laying beside me and just bent over and suckled my breasts, after I had put Ethan back to bed..
He continued this at every feed each time the baby was back in his own cot.. The sensations he was creating in me were so glorious, my groin and cunt became warm and wet. I knew it was time to resume our sexual past-times.
One night after I put Ethan back in his cot after he finished his midnight feed, I crawled back into bed and snuggled up against my darling.
Grandpa looked down at me, then dragged me into his arms. There was nothing tentative about it. They both knew what they wanted and there was no hesitation. They took each other. The rush of desire overwhelmed me and I let myself be carried along. He plundered my mouth and I met him, seeking out the flavor of the man, rediscovering him.
I felt his warm lips traveling down my throat and tasting me, then roving up over my jaw.
He settled me onto the bed and covered my body with his own. He crushed my mouth with his mouth and his hands traveled up over the rest of my body, giving me a hint of the desire that was within him. A sharp spearhead of heat and desire stabbed me as he took possession of my breasts.
No one else had ever touched me this way. I had never felt this conflict and overpowering sensation except with this man. Pa murmured my name, his voice promising the delights he was going to bring to me. I lay there as he slowly pulled my nightie over my head, all these feelings made me feel restless.
I touched him with my long, elegant hands seeking all the points of sensuality on his body.
Pa tugged his pyjama top from his upper body and then slid his fingers down to release his lower pants.
This is what I wanted, body to body contact.