Mr. Henderson’s Trainee

Hi hi,

This story takes place in Missy’s world and involves the loved (and hated) Mr. Henderson. While this can be read as a stand-alone stroke story, it fits in Missy’s timeline after the barbecue on Day Fourteen. I hope you enjoy and if you do – let me know. I love to hear from you.

Happy stroking!

P.

“Grandpa?” my little girl grunted as I bent her over the sink, my cock sliding slick and deep in and out of her tight little body.

“Shut up Sandy,” I snapped and fucked her harder, her hands splayed out in front of her on the cutting board she had been chopping vegetables on. Her vegetables could wait, my cock couldn’t.

“But Dr. and Mrs. Fletcher are here and they could-“

I cut her off with a particularly deep thrust. My cock may be average in thickness, but it was long and Sandy wasn’t used to taking it so deep just yet. I loved a little pain for my sluts when I was fucking them so her soft cries as I hunched into the back of her cunt just made my cock harder.

“Let it happen baby, Grandpa needs to cum,” I said not caring that our neighbor was in the living room with his wife and mine.

The backyard gathering that Dorris and I went to yesterday made me realize my eighteen year old granddaughter Sandy needed more of my attention if I was ever going to get her to be more like Missy. That girl had quite the asshole on her. She didn’t like my cock in it, but she took it just the same, strangling the fuck out of it as she came. She had made her parents proud, that’s for sure. Soon, Sandy would make her family proud too.

A few minutes ago when I walked in to the kitchen to refill the lady’s drinks I saw her beautiful little body standing there and couldn’t resist. It’s what she was there for anyway, for me to fuck. For me to train.

In seconds I had myself pressed up against her, my hands under her tank top, squeezing and feeling her nice sized tits. She got those from her mama, full and ripe jugs for a girl her age. I knew from experience they’d grow a couple of more cup sizes before she could legally drink. God I loved her tits. Just this morning I had her riding me on the couch while I sucked and chewed on her nipples for almost an hour. Moments ago my hands were pawing at her teats, giving her nips a good pinching until she gasped.

“Gimme that cunt little girl,” I had whispered against her neck and she dutifully spread her legs apart as I held her against the counter. With a quick tug her skirt was on the ground, my pants were unbuckled and my cock was steadily pushing into her tight cunt as she squirmed in protest.

A wolf whistle from behind me brought me back to the present. I grinned, looking over my shoulder at Paul and didn’t slow my thrusts into Sandy at all.

“Damn man, you work fast,” he chuckled, taking a seat at the kitchen table to watch the show. For his benefit, and mine, I reached up and pushed her tank top up around her neck so her bouncing breasts were in full view.

“You just have to reach out take what you want man,” I laughed and grabbed a handful of tit, squeezing it roughly as my hips slapped against hers. “See?”

“No time for foreplay though, isn’t she dry? That’s gotta hurt your dick Henderson, I fucking hate that,” Paul mused as he took a sip of his beer.

I shook my head. “Nah, she knows her cunt’s got to be ready at all times,” I chuckled. “That’s what I love about young cunt Paul. After a few squeezes on her tits, her juices flow. She’s just a dirty little slut with a needy pussy.”

I slapped her ass, admiring the red handprint it left behind.

“Besides,” I continued, loving the feeling of my balls slapping against her wet cunt, “she’s still got a load of my cum in her from this morning. Isn’t that right baby girl?” I pushed her head back down when she went to lift it, no response was really required.

“You don’t use a rubber?” Paul asked, surprise in his voice. As a doctor, I knew he had concerns about inbreeding.

“No way man,” I said seriously, leaning back to enjoy watching her cunt lips stretch around my dick. “What’s the point of having a personal slut around the house if you can’t bareback her?”

“Well I just figured her being your grand-daughter and all, you wouldn’t want to risk it,” he explained.

I grunted, feeling her pussy clamp down on my cock. She was fixing to cum. “My Daddy fucked all his girls raw and I do the same.”

“She on the pill then?” he asked. “If not I can write her a pre***********ion if you’d like.”

“Nah, I like keeping her all natural,” I said as she cried out softly, her mouth open wide as her body shook from an orgasm.