Asstr 7

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Asstr 7
(Mg, nepi, exhib, voy, fingering, faux-fuck)
Bill has success with taking Lisa out in public, for which she is rewarded...
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As much as I enjoyed having Lisa with me all day, especially
playing naughty games with her, it was
still a bit of a hassle. Really, even on
good behavior days, little kids are a lot of work and I have more to do than
just babysit every freaking day... even if it does have its upside. But with the "new" day care out of
the question and with Mike and Staci really needing my help, I needed to find a
way to accommodate what I needed to do while caring for Lisa.  She certainly demanded a lot of attention, but
she really wasn't much of a headache at home, but taking her out somewhere,
that could be rather vexing. 
She was okay going to the grocery store. She sat in the basket and ogled all the
goodies, especially the decorated cakes in the bakery section and the live
lobsters were always fascinating to her. 
Of course it helped if Staci delivered her wearing shorts rather than a
sun dress, as the little girl could inadvertently flash some unsuspecting
patrons and cause a scene. But, as I was
right there all the time, I could quickly intervene if she got antsy, and thus
I could take her to the store.  
But the real problem came when I wanted to go to the gym and
workout. I was dedicated to keeping in
shape and not letting my body go to hell in a hand basket, so the gym was
priority for me. Luckily, the gym I belonged to had a supervised kiddie play room for when a kid's caretaker was working
out. The question was, could I trust
that she'd keep her clothes on while I was working out? The fiasco at the day
care told me no, but I was tired of missing my workouts or doing it at night
when she was home with her parents.
I decided to lay down the law to her, and was prepared to
back it up with certain punishment. 
Spanking her might do it, but what I had in mind was taking away
something she enjoyed doing.
"Okay, Lisa, get your clothes on, we're going out for a
while," I told her one morning.
"Kay," she replied and set about pulling on her
shorts (backwards) and slipping on her t-shirt. 
I fixed the shorts and put some shoes on her. 
"We're not going to the store today," I told
her. Her smile evaporated. "We're going to my gym." She scrunched up her brow. I'd never taken
her to the gym before. 
"Now, I'm going to work out," I explained while
imitating lifting weights, "and while I'm doing that, you are going to the
play area." He face
brightened. "While you are in the
play area, you are not to take your clothes off." She frowned. "You understand me,
Lisa? Keep your clothes on. If you don't, then I will have to punish
you!" 
Her eyebrows lowered as the gears turned in her head. Suddenly she smiled brightly. She had a plan, I knew, a plan to test
me. 
"Here's what's going to happen if you disobey me,
Lisa. When we get home from the gym and
if you've taken your clothes off, there will be no playing outside in the
sprinkler, the Slip 'N Slide nor the pool." As she loved running around outside playing
in the water, that got her attention. 
That was always the highlight of her day. "I will spank your bare butt, spank it
until it hurts and then you will be inside, locked in the spare bedroom by
yourself for the rest of the day. No cookies either!"
Her lower lip rolled down. 
"Why are you being so mean, Granpa !"
"I will only be mean if you take your clothes off. Be a good girl for Granpa
and we will play in the water outside, have cookies and play games. Okay?"
"Kay," she whispered with a defeated look.
So, I took her to gym. 
Just before getting out of the car, I reiterated what would happen if
she took her clothes off, then went inside, paid the extra fee and took her to
the play room. There was another little
girl there about her age, and I figured that they'd play together and all would
be fine.
The entire time working out, I was expecting someone to
come find me and tell me to deal with her. 
I rushed through my workout, cutting corners here and there and taking
only just under an hour to squeeze everything in. Finished, I went to the play room to pick her
up. To my relief, she was still dressed
and engaged with another little kid who had recently arrived. 
Dropping what she was playing with, she ran up to me, " Granpa ! Granpa ! I have my clothes on! I have my clothes on!" I picked her up and shushed her. Looking about, I didn't think anyone
overheard her. That was relief too. I signed her out and hustled her out of
there.
"Can I go nakki outside, Granpa ?" she asked as I carried her to the car. "I kept my clothes on."
"Can I go nakki
outside?" she asked again louder.
" Shhhhhh ! Yes, now be quiet before someone hears
you."
By the time I pulled into my garage, she had escaped from
the car seat and had shucked off everything. 
With the garage door safely shut, I opened the car door. She was ready to jump out, but I stopped
her.
"Just a minute, Lisa. In the car, you are to keep your clothes on
and you don't ever get out of your car seat."
"Kay," she replied as she squeezed past me to dash
to the door to the kitchen in her birthday suit. I really couldn't be angry with her, as she
had done exactly what she was told to do at the gym, but what if a cop had
stopped me on the way home? How would I explain the unrestrained and naked
little girl with me?
"Cookies, Granpa ! Cookies," she demanded as soon as we
were inside. Well, she had been good...
mostly. So, I set her up at the table
with a sippy -cup of milk and two cookies. Then excused myself to take a shower.
Probably the best home improvement project I ever undertook
was to rip out the stupid bath tub and replace it with a walk-in shower in our
master bath. There was room for two,
something my wife and I both enjoyed when she was alive. 
So I was showering when Miss Nosey popped in with me. It
must have been the first time she'd been in a shower before, for she got it
face first. She squealed covering her
eyes and danced about until she had her back to the spray. Not missing the opportunity this presented, I
wasted no time in soaping her up with my bare hands, paying particular
attention to all those places that were the most fun to touch.  
"You were such a good girl today," I praised
sliding my soapy fingers through her butt cleft. "I think you deserve a special
treat."
I shut the water off and dried us both off. Picking her up, I carried her to my living
room, and sat with her in my Lazy Boy. 
Reaching for the bottle of lube I kept handy, I told her, "Open
wide!" She opened her mouth.
"No, not that way, silly," I jovially
scolded and then spread her legs apart.
I added some lube to my middle finger and slipped it into
her slit. One, two, three slow trips along the length and on the fourth, I ran
my finger up into her vagina. I'd never actually finger fucked her before,
but today I did. Not surprisingly, her
fuck tunnel was very short before I bottomed at her cervix.
"You like that, baby?" I asked softly as I moved
my finger in and out.
"Unh, uh," she intoned with a shake of her head.
I kissed her head and said, "Good, I wouldn't want to
do anything that might upset your mommy or daddy."
For the next several 
minutes the only sounds made were the wet smacks from my finger and her
puss, that and some low whimpering from the little girl I was molesting. I was hard the entire time I molested her, my
cock rubbing against her blemish-free smooth skin, leaving wet pecker trails
upon it.
I stopped plunging my finger into her cunt hole. Added more lube and just slid my finger
inside and along her girly gash, occasionally taking a deep trip inside her.
Not wanting to overdo it, I removed my finger. Lisa curled up in a ball on her side,
presenting me with another target for exploration. I added more lube, then went
between her butt cheeks seeking out her little puckered hole. Finding it, I rubbed for a moment, then
penetrated to the first knuckle. She
squirmed about in my lap, but didn't complain. 
Still, she was really tight back there, so I didn't press it into her
any farther. For the next few minutes I
just ran the tip of my finger in and out of her anus thinking, 'One day, she'll be an ass whore like her
mother.'
Coming to my senses, I stopped playing with her asshole, as
it was just too tempting not to go deeper. 
Still curled up, she snuggled into my arm and dozed off. Yeah, she liked it, liked it a lot. Me? I
liked it a lot too, perhaps a little too much.
Without waking her, I carried her to my bed where I crawled
into the sack with her. It was nice
having her asleep in the crook of my arm. 
It didn't last very long. I had
just about dozed off myself when suddenly she pops up announcing, "I'm
hungry!"
Glancing at the clock, I ascertained that it was indeed
lunchtime. "Okay, little one, let's
go find some grub."
"Kay," she replied, hopped out of my bed and ran
to the kitchen.  A minute or so later I
made it. Looking through my fridge, I
spied a plastic container with the remains of a can of Spaghetti-O. A forty five second nuking in the microwave
and it was warm enough, but not too hot, for her to eat. Me, I fixed myself a ham and cheese sandwich.  We both had a glass of milk.
With lunch over and the mess cleaned up, she was ready to go
outside and play in the water. As much
as she loved doing that, I loved rubbing her down with sun screen. I always took my time and did an excellent
job of protecting her from the UV rays, not that she needed much protection
with the tan she'd developed these past weeks. 
Still, I was going to do the responsible thing and enjoy every moment of
it!
I squeezed out a big glob in my hand, warmed it up and
slathered it on and as always, she stood there letting me feel her up to my heart's content. As impatient as she could be about some
things, with this she didn't seem to want to rush.
"I thought so," I replied as I ran my oily hand
between her legs and over her smooth clam shell. Smiling, she batted her blue eyes while I
molested her again. Yeah, she liked it,
liked it a lot. So, for a long while I
fingered her little pussy while she stood before me until her eyes became
glassy with a faraway look in them. 
"I think that's enough for right now," I said
withdrawing my hand and greasy fingers from her bald cunt. "Later, I'll
play with you like that again. 
Okay?"
"Now, let's get that sprinkler going."
"Yea!" she shouted as she excitedly bounced naked
before me, her bare skin glistening with sunscreen.
It was later that afternoon. 
I had bathed her to get the excess sunscreen off of her and had taken
her to my bed for nap time. But, she
wasn't particularly sleepy. She wanted to play... with my dick. I certainly didn't tell her no. Delighting in
my stiffening cock, it didn't take her long to get me hard, nor did it take long
after that before a bead of clear precum formed at
the tip. She ran her thumb across it and
smeared the natural lube over my glans. 
I was enjoying nap time when she suddenly sprang from the
bed and ran into the bathroom. "Damn," I muttered annoyed by the
interruption. A moment later I heard the
toilet flush. She bounded
back into the room, up on my bed and on top of me. She sat up straddling my hips and in doing
so, trapping my hard cock between my belly and her cunt. 
Seemingly oblivious to what she was doing, she smiled down
at me. For me the possibilities were
obvious. I reached for the bottle of
lube on my bed stand and squirted some on the portion of my dick that was
visible. Carelessly dropping the bottle of lube beside me, I hunched my hips,
driving my cock forward, then quickly drew back. Her labia parted and partially wrapped around
the stalk of my cock. I thrust forward and the sensitive underside of my cock
slid along her slit. Instantly I knew this was a better way to faux-fuck than
from a seated position with her facing away from me. She figured it out too, once I began pulling
and pushing on her hips. Soon, she was
doing all the work, humping her hips and sliding her cunt along my cock. I glanced to the side towards the mirrored
sliding closet doors. What a sight! It looked very much like we were fucking! And
in a manner, I suppose we were.
"Uh, huh," she nodded with a smile.
Her smile soon faded as a look of concentration came upon
her pretty face. Whatever she was
feeling, she wanted it to continue and was willing to work towards it. Me, I just lay back and enjoyed the ride.
I had been edging all day, ever since I first finger fucked
her on my Lazy Boy. Fingering her twat
outside while applying sunscreen only kept me on the edge. For hours now I'd had a tingling sensation in
my groin, and with the exquisite feel of her cunt rubbing the sensitive
underside of my cock, I quickly built to an incredibly intense orgasm.
I heard what sounded like a sick dog moaning, only I knew it
was me and not some dog. As the lights
dimmed, I let loose with a forceful ejaculation of semen, which despite the low
trajectory, got at least four inches past my navel. To Lisa it might have
sounded as if I was dying, but she didn't stop thrusting her little hips
forward and back as my moaning and fountaining
display continued. Even when I stopped
the moaning and stopped ejaculating, she kept up her hip motion, even as my
cock deflated until it got so sensitive that I had to grab her by the hips to
hold her still. 
Back down from the dizzying heights of my exquisite agony,
but still lost in the residual sexual fog, I could hear her giggling. Forcing
myself to focus on her face full of wonder, I couldn't help but think how
preciously delightful she was. It was
then that I realized she was studying the large globs of cum on my belly. She always delighted in seeing me ejaculate
and today was no exception. Indeed,
she'd had a clear unobstructed view of it shooting from my dick.
She had stopped giggling, her mouth was partially open, her
lips slack and pouty. I scooped up some cum from my belly, reached upward, and painted her lips with semen. She just
stared down at me. I scooped up another fingerful and stuck it in her still open mouth. She closed her lips around my finger and
slowly pulled it free. Raising another
scoop of cum to her face, she leaned forward, opened her mouth and sucked it
clean. For a long time I lay there with
her still sitting on my now squashed dick, cleaning the semen from my belly and
feeding it to her.  
The next day Fed-Ex delivered a package.  Luckily I still had my gym clothes on, as we had just returned from the gym.
. 
Lisa, I had her hide in the back while I answered the door.  My birthday was in a few days and I was
expecting the package, as my oldest had called and told me that he and his two
brothers had gone in together to get me something special.  
Opening the Amazon box, I was surprised to find a very nice
digital video camera, a tripod, and a rather bulky looking thing that I had no
idea what it was for. I'd had a first
generation black and white video camera that used tapes when my boys were
young. It had died years ago and I never
bothered to replace it. I supposed my
boys were thinking I'd shoot videos of my grandkids when they were over.
This video camera was light years ahead of my old point and
shoot. For one thing, instead of tape,
it used standard USB thumb drives to record to. 
And it had a zoom lens and a remote control. 'Why the remote?' I asked myself. As I examined things further, and actually
glanced over the instruction manual, I discovered that the bulky thing was a
motorized and remotely controlled base which allowed you to pan the camera left
and right, up and down using the remote, as well as zoom in and zoom out. The
camera you could plug into a TV and use it as a real time monitor. 
"What is it, Granpa ?" my
little nudie asked. 
"Will you make a movie with me?" she asked with a
coy smile.
"Would you like to make a movie?" She put the tip of her index finger in her
mouth and twisted about pretending to be unsure like little girls do
sometimes.
"Would you like to make
a dirty movie?" She actually
blushed and giggled.
I was ready to use it right away and make a clip of her
sitting on the floor masturbating, something I always found to be erotic. But the batteries needed to be charged first,
so I plugged the thing in. Reading further, I discovered that I could record
with just the battery charger attached.  

I had her sit on the floor in front of my Lazy-Boy and do
her thing while I video recorded it from the comfort of my Lazy-Boy. She put on quite a show for her Granpa ! Such a
cooperative little tart!
That was all fine and good, but I had an inspiration. I took everything and assembled it in my
bedroom, hooking it up to my flat screen TV, 
which was mounted on the wall facing the foot of the bed for easy
viewing. I set the camera, tripod and
motorized base off to the side of the bed, opposite of the mirrored closet
doors.
To my surprise, everything worked as I thought it
would. Using the joy stick, I could pan
left and right, up and down. With a
simple toggle, I could zoom in and zoom out. 
Another button controlled record or standby. With standby, you could set up your shot
without recording what the camera was seeing. 
So simple, even I could use it.
I needed to shower, but that could wait. I shucked off my gym clothes and crawled into
bed with Lisa. I played with the remote,
immediately determining that the camera angle was wrong. I got up and moved the camera a foot or so,
and climbed back in. It took a few more
tries before it was perfectly placed.
"Okay, baby. We
need to get out of bed. Then when I call
for you, come get back in bed with me."
A moment later, standing off out of the frame, I clicked the
record button and the red light came on confirming that the camera was
recording. I crawled into bed and got in
position lying on my back. Checking the
TV, I could see me, but more importantly my cock was clearly visible.
"Little Sis" crawled into the sack nude with her
nude grandpa, sitting by my hip. From
there she really didn't need any direction.
"Can I play with your thin
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