Lily’s awakening – Part 1

I had my first orgasm at the hands of my Grandpa. I had just turned 18 but was still a virgin. Not only physically; I was also a sex knowledge virgin. My parents were strict, especially my Dad and when it came to sex, all my Mom told me was that it was only for married people and that my husband would teach me when the time came. When I got my period I asked her if I was finally a woman and she answered that until I had real breast and a husband, I was to consider myself as a child and steer clear of dirty thoughts. If truth be told, it was the last thing on my mind anyway. The girls at school all had boyfriends at one time or another, but guys did not look at me. Not that I wasn’t pretty with my deep blue eyes, long auburn hair and freckled face. But I looked so young and inexperienced that I did not attract them. So I focused on school and academic and was top of my class. That day was the last one before summer break and I didn’t have any plans for the summer yet. Maybe get a part time job? I would figure it out.

I came home from school one day at lunch time as I always did because the school was just around the corner. My grandpa had been living with us for a while, he was retired and drank a bit but he was a good cook and I loved the meals he made for me. My Dad didn’t seem to like him much, but he was always really nice to me. Both my parents were at work as usual that day and by the time I got home, lunch was already on the table and grandpa said he would finish reading his newspaper. He had made my special lunch since it was the last day of school before summer break. After I ate and cleared the table I went to the living room where grandpa was looking at a magazine. When he saw me he quickly slipped it under the newspaper as if I had caught him doing something nasty.

– Why are you hiding your magazine pappy?

– It’s an adult magazine honey, not for your young and beautiful eyes. His voice was different and I could tell he already had started drinking early today.

– What’s in the magazine? He didn’t answer but I insisted.

– Naked ladies honey, just naked ladies.

– I don’t understand, why do you look at naked ladies?

– Because your grandma has been gone for a long time and a man has urges honey. Looking at the naked ladies helps me feel like a man again and it helps me pleasure myself.
I really didn’t know what to say to that. Quite frankly, I had no clue what the hell he was talking about.

– What do you mean by pleasure yourself pappy?
For a second he looked at me unsure, took a drink from his scotch bottle but went ahead anyway and said:

– Well it’s kind of like when you rub your pussy to get pleasure. Us men, we rub our penis and get a similar sensation. But I shouldn’t be talking about this with you honey, it’s not my place.
Rub my pussy? For pleasure? The man was nuts, my pussy had one purpose only and that was to pee.

– I’ve never done that pappy. Ever!

– I’m sorry to hear that my love. It feels so good, I was sure you were doing that already. Maybe your body is not ready yet. It’s too bad, you don’t know what you are missing.

– Really? How do I know if I am ready?
He took another sip from the scotch bottle and said:
Come closer and lift your skirt for me honey. He gently teased the fabric of my white panties slowly approached what I later found out was my clit and delicately but expertly found the little bud between my lips and pressed on it. My legs immediately buckled and he caught me before I could fall.

– Wow, what was that?

– Looks like you are ready my love he said giggling.

– So you can teach me then?

– If you really want to honey, but we need to hurry, you have to be back at school in 30 minutes. It may be your last day, but it’s not over yet.

– Ok I said eagerly.

– Come sit on my lap honey.

I jumped on his lap and he positioned me with my back to his chest, spread my legs a bit and made me wrap my feet around his knees.

– There you go honey. Are you comfortable?

I nodded but was starting to feel unsure when he lifted my skirt and tucked it in the waistband. Was this ok? Should I be doing this? I could feel his warm breath mixed with the smell of alcohol on my neck and also something get hard under my butt. He slightly lifted me up by my butt, gently spread my butt cheeks open as to position his penis along the crack.

– What is that thing I’m sitting on Pappy?

– That’s my penis honey; it’s hard because grandpa is happy to teach you how to make yourself come my love. When a man his happy, his dick, that’s another word for penis, well it gets hard.