It was late Saturday morning and I was really looking forward to the next couple of hours as I sat on the sofa in a pair of boxer shorts. A good friend of mine and I had swapped a couple of kiddie porn flicks for the weekend and I was eager to begin a nice long fantasy session of watching little girls fucking and sucking some older men's dicks. I had just taken a drink from my Yukon Jack on the rocks and the sweet 100 proof liqueur felt nice and warm and invigorating as it coated my throat and stomach.

I lit myself a smoke and reached my hand in my shorts and squeezed my cock a couple of times, I had been about a half hard for the last 15-20 minutes in anticipation of watching the pedo movies. I was reaching for the remote when I heard the sound of running feet and the calls of "Grampa, Grampa."

Shit, it was my 6 year old granddaughter, Karen. I pulled my hand from my shorts and was about to reach for the light comforter at the end of the sofa to cover myself when she burst in to the room and scrambled on to my lap, straddling my lower thighs.

"Hi, Grampa," she flashed a big smile and leaned up to kiss my cheek. "Mommy said I get to stay here so she can go shopping."

"Oh?" I kissed her forehead and placed my hands around her waist.

"Hi Dad," my daughter followed Karen in within a few seconds.

"Uh, hi, Bev," I tried to grin but was actually flustered. Criminy, my daughter was walking over to me, my little granddaughter was sitting on my thighs and my shorts were open exposing my half hard dick.

She told Karen to get off my lap and go play in the backyard so she could talk to me. Karen did as she was told. As Bev walked over to sit right next to me I noticed her eyes graze over then linger momentarily at my crotch, the corners of her mouth turning up in a slight grin. She leaned in to kiss me as she usually does but this kiss was far from usual. Instead of the slight lip touching quick kiss we normally share, this time when our lips met her mouth was partly opened and I could feel her applying a bit of pressure as she slid her mouth against mine, then suddenly her tongue tip brushed over my lips.

"So, what's up?" I saw her steal another glance at my crotch and she laid her hand lightly on my thigh, "just hanging out?" She raised her eyebrows and gave me a crooked smile and a nod of her head toward my crotch.

"Uhhh," was all I could get out. What the fuck is going on here I thought to myself.

"Listen, Dad," she turned to me, "I want you to do something for me. I'm going out to do some shopping or something for a while and I want to leave Karen here with you. Okay?"

"Well, it's a bit unexpected."

"It might be unexpected for you, but not for me. I want you to have some time absolutely alone with her so you two can play together."

"Play?"

"Yeah. Don't you want to play with your cute little granddaughter?" She started rubbing her hand back and forth sideways across my thigh, her outer finger precariously close to my dick. "Maybe you know some uh," she raised her eyebrows at me, "special games you'd like to teach to and play with a little girl. You know, games that are fun for you and a learning experience for her. Maybe you've even got something you might want to show her? To teach Karen some things about growing up."

My mind couldn't really digest what she was trying to say. Was she hinting at what I thought she was hinting at?

"Maybe you can watch a couple of movies to begin with." Her hand was still sliding back and forth on my thigh.

"Movies?"

"Uh huh. You know, some of those movies you thought you had so well hidden in the basement."

"Bev?!" I felt like I'd been kicked in the stomach, she was referring to my stash of kiddie porn. "Whaa...

"I found 'em years ago. I actually like them. I know you're a little-girl lover and don't worry, it doesn't bother me." She let the outer finger of her sliding hand come to rest against my dick and glided her fingertip along my now fully hardened shaft. "In fact, it excites me that Karen's going to have some time with her little-girl loving Grandfather."

She reached down and pulled my right hand up to her tit, then pressed her mouth lightly but firmly against mine, again with her mouth open and her tongue caressing my lips. I didn't hesitate and returned her kiss, circling my tongue on hers before sliding it into her mouth.

"Mmm," she moaned, sliding her hand into my shorts to grasp and fondle my dick.

I placed my left hand behind her head to hold her close and slid my hand off of the outside of her tit and up under her shirt and bra to squeeze her soft small breast. We had both started breathing harder and kissing more passionately as we fondled each other when Bev suddenly backed off, pulled her hand from my shorts and pushed my hand from under her shirt.

"Wow!" she panted, "I wish I would have done that years ago." She took a big breath and quickly exhaled. "We better stop this before I forget why Karen and I are here."

"Just why exactly are you and Karen here," I had a good idea why but needed her to tell me for sure.

"Haven't you got the drift, Dad?"

"I need you to tell me exactly, Bev. Please. I'm sure I know but I need to hear it from you before I do anything at all to Karen."

"Teach her, Dad," she clasped my hands in hers and looked me in the eyes. "Teach my little girl all about sex. I've been playing around with her quite a bit for the last year or so. I started by both of us getting naked on the bed and explaining the female body to her and how it grows and works, letting her touch and feel mine as I touched hers. She's not modest about being naked, and though she's had some experience with me, she's still a bit innocent and knows nothing at all about the male body.

"I obviously don't have a man in the house since Donald the Dipshit left me, and the thought occurred to me who better to teach Karen than her little-girl loving Grandfather; I know you'll be tender and loving. So that's why we're here Dad, I want you to remove the last, the very last, of Karen's innocence."

"Phew," I exhaled a long breath as I digested what she had just explained. "I can't quite believe you're doing this. I hate to admit that I've had dreams about having sex with a little girl for a long time, but I guess you know that already, don't you," I gave her a wry smile, "but I'm sure you also know I won't hurt Karen."

"I know that, Dad. I know you'll be easy and gentle," she squeezed my hands.

"Absolutely," I assured her," and thank you for this gift." I leaned in and we shared another brief yet wet kiss.

"Now," she stood up, "I gotta get going to leave you to alone. I'll go out and play in the yard with Karen for a few minutes before I bring her inside so you can have a couple of minutes to, um, calm yourself down," she pointed at my dick with a smile. "I'd like her to see you get excited."

I couldn't believe all that had just happened. My daughter wanted to leave her 6 year old daughter alone with me to teach her about sex, with her full blessing no less. And she and I had just shared a passionate kiss and fondled each other. What the fuck!!

I was trying to sort it out when I heard Bev and Karen coming back inside. I quickly adjusted my shorts so the fly was gaping open as Karen came over and crawled right back onto my lap as she had been before. Bev knelt beside Karen and whispered something to her, causing Karen to giggle, then kissed her cheek and stood up.

She walked around behind the sofa, bent over and rubbed her tits against my back then leaned down and licked the inside of my ear. "Have fun with Karen you old perv," she said with a light laugh, "maybe we can have some fun ourselves later on." She abruptly turned and walked off.

I turned to watch her as she walked away, her ass jiggling and rolling in her shorts. I kicked myself for wasting all those years desiring her but never making a move, fearful of being rejected and the consequences of her telling someone, and only now learning she would have been receptive. But now, now I knew I was going to fuck her at my first opportunity.

"Hey, Grampa," Karen called to me in a sort of a whine, "you gonna pay some attention to me or just stare at Mommy's butt."

She needn't have worried about me giving her some attention, I was going to give her my full attention, plus my full cock - or at least as much of it as I thought her tiny little pussy could take. I smiled and placed my hands on her legs near her crotch and started massaging her inner thighs with my thumbs. They were so soft and pliable and I wanted to lick them right then.

"Well, she does have a real nice ass," I squeezed her thighs lightly, "and the rest of her is pretty nice too isn't it?" It had caught me a little off-guard her making reference to me watching Bev's ass but I recalled Bev had mentioned she wasn't totally innocent so I didn't even try to pull any punches.

"Yeaahh," she drug out in an almost pout. "But," she suddenly changed her tone as only little kids can, "someday I'm gonna have a body just like hers. I know because she told me."

"Know what else Mommy told me," she was becoming excited at making what she thought were revelations to me. "Mommy said my ass will be bigger and rounder and my little nipples have tittie meat beneath them that will become nice big tits like hers. Wanna see?"

"Sure," I hastily agreed. I mean, I was living a pedo's dream. I had a little 6 year old girl sitting on my lap while dressed only in my boxers and she was eager to show me her little nipples.

I felt my cock fully harden as Karen pulled off her top off and tossed it aside. Her nipples were absolutely delightful, about 1 inch sized rose colored areolas with a little bump on the top.

"See," she sat up straight and arched her back a tiny bit. "Do you think they'll grow big like Mommies titties, Grampa?"

"Let me check," I couldn't resist and reached my hands up to squeeze the flesh surrounding her nipple with my thumbs and forefingers. "I think Mommy was right," I said encouragingly, "it feels like you've got lots of tittie meat beneath your nipples to grow nice big tits just like her."

Even though my daughter's bust is small, she is slender and petite at a little over 5' and weighing about 100 pounds at best and her breasts are probably only a 34A, they fit her frame well and I'm sure to Karen her tits are big.

I was beyond myself at how comfortable my little nymph was in freely displaying her body and talking about it, and I was eager for more. But I also knew how essential it was to go slow to kindle her curiosity, to get her to want to explore and then begin giving her pleasures she had never experienced, leading to the ultimate thrill.

"Hey, Karen," I suggested, "you know, I think I should check your little butt too just to see if you have enough butt meat to be sure it'll grow nice and round like Mommy's."

"Hmm," she pondered for a moment. "Mommy feels it a lot and tells me she thinks I'll have a real nice ass, but okay..."

She crawled off my lap so she was standing in front of me and pulled down her shorts. To my utter surprise, and delight, she wasn't wearing what I had expected, cotton panties maybe decorated with little flowers or cartoon characters. She was wearing a thong, flowery pink stretch lace material with a tiny triangle that covered her pussy, frilly little scallops decorating the leg openings and a matching inch wide side strap running around her hips.

"Do you like my private panties Grampa? Mommy bought some of these for me to wear just at home for me and her alone. I don't know why she told me to wear them today but I'm glad she did so you can see them too. I'll turn around so you can see my ass and check my butt meat."

My gaze followed the side strap as she turned, watching it continue around and across the top of her ass with a single strand running down and buried between her buttocks. I had to touch them.

"Back up, honey, I need to feel your ass to be sure."

She didn't hesitate a bit and I reached my hand out to cup the delicious globes and gently mold her soft flesh. Not being content with a cupping squeeze I moved my molding hands all over her ass, turning them so my fingers were on the outside and my thumbs were between her cheeks, cupping my hands with the fingers at the top and my thumbs along her bottom. It was with difficulty that I forced myself to stop.

"What do you think, Grampa?" she looked over her shoulder with her lower lip clenched in her teeth. "Is my butt meat okay so I'll have a nice ass?" she was concerned.

"It's beautiful, honey, I think you'll be fine."

"Good," she sounded relieved, turned around and crawled back on to my lap wearing just the thong.

I couldn't help but glance at her crotch. Straddling me as she was the triangle of material wasn't large enough of fully cover her, and with her legs spread it stretched the material tight across her pussy mound, denting into her slit and exposing the sides of her labia. I began thinking of how I was going to get her to take it off.

"I think your body is coming along nicely, Karen," I reassured her. "Your ass and titties are certainly going to be just like your Mommy's when you get bigger."

"Thank you for checking, Grampa." She smiled then scooted forward a little to wrap her arms around my neck and give me a pecking kiss on my lips.

"I think we ought to check one more thing though," I crinkled my brow to look serious. "I want to check your pussy to make sure it's going to be okay."

"You mean so it'll grow lots of hair like Mommy's?"

"Mm hmm?" I nodded.

"Yeah," she looked thoughtful, then slid from my lap to stand in front of me again, placed her thumbs in the side band of the thong and pushed it down. I hoped I didn't gawk as her pussy was revealed to me. Bare and slick with puffy outer lips divided by a dark slit that disappeared back between her legs.

"Well? Is it okay?"

"Just a minute, I need to see closer." I slid off the sofa and sat on the floor with my back against the front, my face a mere foot from her delicious looking pussy as she stood with her legs separated and her feet planted outside my hips. I wanted so badly to stick out my tongue and drag it up her crack for a taste of her dewy moisture that I knew coated the inner flesh of her labia.

I settled for bending my head closer, inhaling the unmistakable scent of her vagina, and placing my fingers lightly on her mound. I caressed her tender flesh and molded it much as I had her buttocks, at one point pulling her outer lips slightly apart, marveling at the pinkness of her folds and the darkish eye of her fuck hole nestled deeply inside. Her little clittie peeped from beneath its' fleshy covering at the top of her slit and I couldn't help myself from running my finger lightly over and quickly diddling her nubbin; I heard her gasp just a little.

Ah shit! I had to stop! I was getting so fucking aroused I felt myself on the verge of pushing her backwards to the floor and mounting her right then and there. No words, no warning, just spreading her open and shoving my cock inside. I tempered my lust with the thought that I would have her soon and to not ruin it by being too eager.

"Your pussy looks fine, Karen." Fine hell, it was a dream! I had seen little girls' pussies in my porn flicks but this was a real, live, bare 6 year old pussy in front of me and I would soon be possessing it as I had so long fantasized about.

"Mmm. Thanks Grampa," she sat back down on my lap sideways, her ass on my crotch and her legs bent and pulled up. She draped her arms around my neck and leaned her head against my chest.

"Hey Grampa," she said softly, "thank you for making sure my body is growing okay. I don't know why but I really like feeling your hands on me. It's so different than when Mommy does it, it makes me feel kinda funny. And I liked when...when you touched my clittie, it almost felt nasty," she giggled a little and buried her face in the crook of her arm, as if she was embarrassed.

"That's okay, kitten," I stroked my hand over her flank and let it come to rest on her ass, squeezing it and pulling her closer to me, "it's natural to feel like that when you're naked with a man." I placed my other hand on her chest and glazed it back and forth over her nipples, and felt her shiver.

"Wanna know something else, Grampa?" she pulled herself up and whispered kind of conspiratorially in a hushed voice, "Mommy's already helping me train my pussy too."

"How's that?!" it was more of a surprise than a question.

"She's helping me train my pussy." She bent her head back and explained, her tone deadly serious. "When I was five she gave me a special birthday present, my pussy-opener. She told me that all little girls' Mommies give them one to help them make their pussy hole bigger. She said that men have a pussy-opener they use to put inside a girls pussy tube to squirt their baby making juice into their belly. But the girls' pussy hole is so small when they are born that their Mommy's have to help them train it to get bigger, then the man's pussy-opener can slide in better.

"She said it's against the law that girls' aren't supposed to have one until they grow more and start having bigger titties, but she loved me so much she gave me mine lots earlier. And she made me promise not to tell anyone so she won't get in trouble, but said I could tell you if I wanted. But you gotta keep it a secret too and not tell anyone," she hastily added. "Okay, Grampa? Promise?"

"Cross my heart honey," I made the appropriate gesture.

I was overwhelmed by the shit that Bev had fed Karen, not objected by it but just overwhelmed. She had been using a dildo on Karen preparing her for this encounter with me for over a year?! Planning on me fucking her child and getting her ready so she could take my cock inside with the least amount of resistance or pain? What a gift! I'd be sure to give Bev a satisfying reward for her thoughtfulness, anywhere she wanted it I chuckled to myself. But Karen was my immediate goal.

"That's all true," I played along. "If a girls' Mommy doesn't help her train and open her pussy she might not ever be able to have babies."

"Hey, Grampa," she looked at me quizzically, "is that your pussy-opener I feel on my butt?"

"Uh huh," I couldn't deny it, I had been completely hard for quite a while and I wondered when she was going to ask about the hardness on her ass.

"Can I see it please," she asked rather demurely. "I want to see a real pussy-opener."

"I guess that would be all right," I tried not to sound anxious. "I'm sure your Mommy won't mind. Slide off my lap."

I noticed an expression of almost intense curiosity on her face as she slid off sideways. Her eyes were staring at my crotch as I reached my hand into my fly and went wide when I pulled my dick into the open.

"That looks just like the pussy-opener toy Mommy uses to train my pussy," she sounded mildly surprised. " 'Cept it's a little bigger."

I didn't think that my dick was so big, just average, but maybe it was bigger than the dildos she was used to having sliding in and out of her little child pussy.

She reached down and tentatively felt me, gently wrapping her fingers around my shaft to give it a squeeze, then withdrew her hand and looked up at me.

"It feels so different than my toy pussy-opener," she sounded puzzled, "it's lots softer. Will that really slide up a girl's pussy?"

"Um hmm," I had almost lost my breath at the feeling of her small hand gripping me.

"Can I play with your pussy-opener some more?"

"Sure, kitten, but why don't we get rid of my underpants first so you can see it and play with it easier."

I raised my hips to start shoving them off when Karen scooted to my feet, grabbed them by the legs and tugged them off. I spread my legs open to make my cock and balls wholly available to Karen as she scooted back around to my side. She rested her head on my chest and reached her hand back to play with my dick again, but his time reached her other hand to fondle my balls.

As she played with me I draped my arm around her shoulders and dropped my hand to massage her chest and play with her nipples, I could feel them harden as I rolled them between my fingers.

"That feels real good Grampa," she sighed.

We shared a quiet moment of tenderness, Karen gazing at my cock as she lightly squeezed and fondled me as I enjoyed gliding my hand across her hard little nipples.

"Grampa," she quietly asked, "what are these things below your pussy-opener?"

"Those are my balls. They help make my cum and squirt it from my cock."

"Your cock?" she sounded puzzled.

"Uh huh, that's what you've been calling a pussy-opener. It's called a cock or dick or sausage or man meat or lots of other things, but mostly cock or dick."

"Oh, I like that better. Cock, dick," she repeated and circled her fingers around my shaft.

"And if I put it in your pussy, or cunt, we'd be fucking or screwing. Then we'd both get feeling really good and tingly then have an orgasm and cum. That's the baby making juice we both make. Your pussy would get really wet with your cum and my cum would squirt inside you."

"Mmm," she mused. "Sometimes when me and Mommy play and she fucks me with that toy cock I get wet and even shiver a little bit. Does that mean I'm having an orgasm and cumming?"

"Might be, but I can't say for sure."

"Can you make me cum Grampa?" she turned her face up to look at me, her eyes soft and yearning. "I think I really want you to."

"I can do that," I bent my head and kissed her, placing my closed lips softly but unmoving on hers then letting my tongue slip out to lick across her lips. "But not here, sit up."

As she sat up I pushed myself from the floor then looked down at her and extended my hands. For some reason it is sight that stays with me. My hard dick jutting out in front of me with my beautiful little 6 year old granddaughter sitting naked on the floor beneath it with her legs curled under her smooth ass, her nipples stony little points on her chest, as she grasped my hands to be pulled to her feet.

She circled her arms around my waist when she was on her feet and held me close, my hard cock jutting upwards and trapped between my crotch and her belly. Squatting down I slid my left arm around her back and my right arm beneath her knees then stood up to cradle her in my arms, Karen automatically reached up and linked her hands behind my neck to hold on.

"Are...are you going to fuck me now and make me cum, Grampa," she looked up at me with doe-like eyes, a curious look on her face, as I started towards my bedroom.

"Yes. Yes, my precious little girl" I looked at her tenderly, "I'm going to do that and so much more."

She clenched her lower lip between her teeth again as she kept her eyes locked on mine, they seemed full of wonder and anticipation of the new world that was opening in her life as I carried her down the hall.