Weekend With The Neighbor

Daddy had to go out of town for the weekend. He made arrangements for me to stay with our neighbor, old Mr. Miller.

Mr. Miller was in his late 60s or early 70s; much older than Daddy. I used to call him, “Grandpa”, and sit on his lap, when I was younger. I stopped when he started looking at me differently over the years.

“Sarah, I packed your weekend bag. Go put on the outfit I laid out in your room. Put some pretty pink bows in your hair while you’re at it.”

“Yes, Daddy!”

Daddy always chose my clothes. I was caught by surprise when I saw his favorite outfit laying on the bed.

“Hurry it up, Sarah! I gotta go soon!”

I pushed my curiosity about the outfit aside, quickly dressed, and returned to my waiting Daddy.

Daddy quickly looked me over. I could tell he was pleased.

“Good girl. Now, I expect to get a good report from Mr. Miller when I return. He’s done a lot to help us over the years. You’re to do exactly as he says. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good. I’ll drop you off on my way out. Don’t forget your favorite teddy bear.”

My shaking hand reached out to ring Mr. Miller’s bell. I felt so self- conscious in my outfit.

Daddy had dressed me in a short, sheer, ruffled pink baby-doll dress. My full, firm tits were visible. The material strained against my nipples.

The dress fell just below my hips, exposing my matching sheer pink panties. The snug material between by thighs accented my bare, swollen pussy lips, and clung to my tiny slit.

My long legs were covered in white thigh highs topped with pink bows. The muscles of my legs and ass were prominent due my 4 inch patent leather heels.

The door opened immediately after I rang. Mr. Miller stood in the doorway. He was an short, old, obese man with stringy, balding silver hair.

Mr. Miller’s beady eyes looked me up and down with a smirk as I stood on the doorstep, visible to neighborhood.

“Come in, Sarah! It’s so nice to see you!”

I slowly entered, feeling his eyes looking me up and down. “Why did Daddy dress me like this?” I wondered.

“I was just sitting down to relax. Come sit on the couch with me, Sarah.”

“Thank you, Mr. Miller.”, I dutifully replied.

Mr. Miller flopped his large frame down next to me, and proceeded to light a joint. “Take a hit, Sarah. It will help you relax.”

I’d never gotten high, but I recalled Daddy’s instructions to do what I was told. I took a hit, which sent me into a coughing fit. Mr. Miller laughed.

“Virgin, huh? Let me get you a drink”. He came back with a oversized can of hard lemonade. I took a large gulp of the strong drink. My coughing subsided.

“Here Sarah, let’s give it another try. Not so fast this time, and take a drink after.” Mr. Miller held out the joint in his fat, wrinkled fingers. I managed to take a second hit without coughing. I was starting to feel funny.

“Sarah, do you remember when you called me, “Grandpa”, & sat on my lap when you were littler?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good. I want you to call me Grandpa this weekend, ok? Make an old man happy.”

“Ok, Grandpa.”

“Thank you, Princess. Now come sit on Grandpa’s lap”. I slowly obliged, with a mixture of trepadation and excitement.

I climbed onto Grandpa’s lap with my back against his chest. I felt his hot breath on my neck. Grandpa was stroking my inner arms. His fingers paused when they reached my breasts.

Grandpa’s mouth was next to my ear. His husky voice whispered, “Such a pretty little girl”, as I felt his fat fingers start groping my tits.

Faster than I could push them away, Mr. Miller grabbed my arms and pinned them behind my back with one hand. This seemed to excite him. I could feel his hard cock pressing into my bottom.

“Do you know why you are here, Sarah?” He began tonguing my ear as I responded.

“Because Daddy went out of town.”

Grandpa let out a cruel laugh. I felt his fat index finger begin to gently circle the tip of my large, erect nipples. He let out a deep, guttural moan. I was helpless to do anything about it.

“Sweet little girl, you’re here because your Daddy owes me money. A lot of money. He couldn’t pay me back. He was going to be in a lot of trouble, so he offered you up as a sex toy to work off his debt. ALL of it. NOW….are you ready to behave?”

Although my head was spinning, it all made sense. Daddy’s directions, the outfit, all of it.

“Yes, Grandpa. I’m ready to be good.”

“That’s a good little girl. I’ve fixed up a pretty, pink room for you down the hall. I want you to go lay down with your cute teddy bear for a nap. I will be in to tuck you in.”

I stood up and unsteadily walked down the hall. “Mmm, look at that young ass”, Grandpa called out as I left the room.

I climbed into the bed. I laid there for what seemed like an eternity. Grandpa finally entered. He climbed in bed next to me, his eyes filled with lust as he soaked in my tight little body.

He grabbed the back of my head. I watched his sweaty, wrinkled face full of folds coming toward mine. He placed his lips on mine and began tonguing my mouth. His fat hands were cupping my tits. He worked his way down toward my breasts.

“You are to look at me the entire time. Do you understand? I want to watch you be humiliated as a fat old man uses you, and gets you off.”

“Yes, Grandpa.”

I reluctantly watched him begin to suck on my nipples. He made noises like a starved man eating his first meal in months. He worked over my erect nipples; sucking, pinching, rubbing, and biting on them. I could feel his hard cock pressed against my little cunt. I was surprised that I was getting wet. Very wet.

Grandpa began rubbing my inner thighs. He was slowly working toward my pussy. The embarrassment of knowing my panties were soaked grew as his finger inched closer. Yet, my pussy was so swollen and throbbing. The anticipation of being fingered was almost too much.

Grandpa gently slid his index finger up the soaking wet material clinging to the tight gap between my pussy lips. I let out an uncontrollable moan in response to his touch.

Grandpa became crazed. “Your tight little fuck hole is soaked for Grandpa, little girl. You’re a little slut! You know that?! I’m gonna show you what happens to little girls with dripping cunts, who dress like whores.”

Grandpa instantaneously buried in his face between my legs. I watched as the fat old man teased my cunt. He gently stroked my slit, so softly that the pleasure was undescribable.

Grandpa gathered the drenched material between my panties and sliped it into my slit. He let out a moan as he stared at my cunt.

“Mmm. Young, tight, bare, and swollen. Grandpa’s favorite treat.”

My hips were writhing as I watched the fat, dirty old man eating my cunt like it was his last meal, while jerking his hard cock. Watching him taste my perfect pussy was arousing me intensely. A pressure was building in me. It was a feeling I’d never before experienced.

At that same moment, Grandpa slipped one of his thick fingers into my pussy while eating me. I felt a gush of liquid pour out of me.

“Oh, FUCK! YES!”, Grandpa shouted. He licked me up a little before bringing his soaking wet, fat face to my mouth.

“You squirted all over Grandpa, you little whore. Lick up your mess”. I obediently began kissing his mouth and licking his face.

Grandpa’s fingers were pinching my hard nipples as I cleaned him. The tip of his swollen cock was pressed against my soaked little cunt. I had lost all control. I was so horny. I began pressing my thobbing, drenched cunt against his cock.

“Look at what a little whore you are”. Grandpa began teasing me with his hard cock. I watched him handling it between his enormous stomach rolls. “Do you like tasting your pussy juices?’

Yes, Grandpa.” I moaned. “I’m a little whore. I love tasting my pussy.”

“Grab that teddy bear. I want to see you holding it as my thick cock pentrates your little girl pussy.”
I did as I was told.

“Mmmm, I like that bear”.

For some reason, Grandpa’s already hard cock became purple and engorged at the sight if me holding my teddy bear. He continued teasing me with his wide, spongy tip as he stared at my young, firm body.

Grandpa unexpectedly plunged his cock deep into me. Waves of pleasure ran through me. His face was on the side of mine. He laid there silently for a minute, forcing me to take the impact of his big cock buried deep into me.

I felt Grandpa’s mouth move toward my ear. “His voice sounded dark. “I’m happy to pick up on training you to be a little slut, Princess.”

Grandpa slowly started pumping my pussy as he explained, ” You used to sit on my lap with that bear. Your Daddy always dressed you in small dresses and tight panties. He made it so easy. You’d climb into my lap with that bear. I’d grind against your bottom until I shot my hot load all over your panties”

Grandpa’s pace was quickly increasing inside my throbbing, dripping cunt. Within moments, his thick swollen cock was pounding into me; hard and fast.

“Fuck, yeah!! That pussy is even tighter than I expected, you little slut!
Grandpa was pounding me so hard. I kept cumming, over and over again

“Are you ready to get filled with my cum, Princess?”

“Yes, Grandpa! Please!”

I heard Grandpa moan, “Oh…yes.. that’s it, baby girl! Take Grandpa’s cum!” as I felt his cock pump his huge load into me.

After recovering for a minute, Grandpa leaned over to kiss my forehead.

“That’s a good little girl, Sarah. If you keep up the good work, your Daddy will be out of debt by Sunday.

Try to get some rest. I’m hosting the weekly poker night with my buddies tonight. Dirty old men like me. You’ll be “serving” us.” Grandpa said with a smirk.

Mr. Miller briefly paused on his way out of the room. “I can’t wait to see who wins tonight’s jackpot prize”, he added with a wink.

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