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“Ava! We’re about to sing some carols! I set up the video camera too, so get in frame! Maybe you could stand… Oh shoot, did I not leave enough room?” Ava’s mother sighed as she looked at her setup. Everyone was packed together to try and stay in frame, and there was nowhere Ava could stand and still fully be visible for the video.
“Ava can sit in my lap, honey,” Ava’s grandfather, Marcus, said. The old man grinned widely and gestured to his open lap. He was dressed as Santa for the evening, and looked every bit the jovial grandfather she remembered. But she didn’t want to sit in his lap.
“Oh, that’s a great idea! And you guys even match!” Ava’s mother cooed. Ava hesitated. She didn’t really want to sit on her grandfather’s lap.
“Come on Ava, sit on his lap. It’ll look adorable! I want to finish recording this video so I can start cleaning up,” her mother pleaded. Ava sighed but walked over to where her grandfather was sitting in his Santa suit. He smiled invitingly and patted his lap and she gingerly sat down. Her mother had insisted that she wear the short, red, flared Santa dress that she had worn the past four years to match him. She was turning eighteen in a couple of months, wasn’t she too old to dress up and pretend her grandfather was Santa?
“Ooh, you just look so cute sitting there in your little Santa dress and hat. Hold on, I want to take a video. Everyone else get in frame for this okay? Let’s sing some carols,” Ava’s mother said, prodding the whole family to move together.
Ava rolled her eyes even as she felt a bit of warmth inside at how silly and endearing her mother was. Really, she was much too old for this.
Her grandfather’s hands cupped her at her hips, uncomfortably strong and searing hot. She could feel the red fabric of her short dress bunching up slightly where his hands grasped her. She felt awkward, perched on his lap, and even more so as he pulled her flush against his fat gut and held her firmly down.
It was just her grandfather. She loved her grandfather. She just felt uncomfortable because it was an awkward position. What teenagers sat on their grandfather’s lap still?
Ava tried her best to ignore it as she sung with her family for their video. It was halfway through the song when she felt something rise up against her butt. What was it? It couldn’t possibly be…. Right? But Ava knew it couldn’t be anything else. It was warm and fleshy and had risen up right against her soft privates. It was the first time Ava had ever felt something touch her down there, and she felt mortification burn through her body at the fact that it was her grandfather.
Her face flushed red and she tried to lift up slightly but her grandfather held her tightly, forcing her to feel the large bulge of his manhood right against her special place. Why wasn’t he letting her up? God, she was so embarrassed. Maybe he was embarrassed too. Maybe he didn’t want anyone to have to see it. But why was he hard anyways?
Ava’s head was spinning with questions and confusion. Nothing made sense to her and she felt nearly feverish with all of the emotions flying through her. She just wanted the family caroling session to be over so she could retreat to her room and avoid her grandfather for the rest of the day.
She tried her best to focus on the Christmas song they were all singing, but all she could think about were the sweaty hands clamped on her slender hips and the massive bulge that prodded at her girlish place.
Ava didn’t dare stop singing, even as her mind and heart raced. When would it go down? What was her grandfather thinking? Was this normal?
“Be good for Santa, baby,” her grandfather huskily whispered, shooting tingles of anxiety through her slim body.
Ava faltered in her singing as she felt her grandfather start rocking his hips, his bulge a searing heat against her. Her dress completely covered where they joined, and he was free to gently grind his erection up against his sweet granddaughter.
The teenager breathed quicker, trying her best to keep up with the verses as she alternated sucking in deep breaths to counteract her mounting panic. His thing was so large and warm and it felt so gross touching her. She felt so violated and embarrassed. Why was her grandfather doing this to her? She thought that he loved her the way all grandfathers loved their granddaughters. What was going on? How far was this going to go? When would they stop singing?
She whimpered as she felt a dampness at her crotch.
Her grandfather panted as he reached down and under her dress to release his cock. The family and video camera noticed nothing as he quickly moved aside his granddaughter’s underwear and began to wiggle it inside her virginal heat.
“J-Joy to the— agh,” Ava choked on her words and bit back a scream as her eyes welled up with tears. She had felt movement below but hadn’t dared to look until she felt an intense pain shoot through her as her grandfather violated her. His swollen penis squirmed inside her pink slit, stretching her tiny, teenage hole to accommodate his monstrous girth as he took her first time. She could feel his dirty thing spreading her open, slow and steady.
“That’s it, baby girl. Such a good girl for Santa. Such a good granddaughter,” Marcus crooned lowly as he fed her his cock centimeter by centimeter. It was a tight and difficult fit, especially since she wasn’t wet at all. She felt overly stretched, sensitive, and sore everywhere. Pain was shooting through her from down there as her grandfather took her innocence away. Everything hurt and she felt like she was going to throw up, cry, or collapse. Her voice went shaky as she held on to the single thing she had control over and sang with her oblivious family. Slowly but surely, he wormed his way into her nubile body. He loved his granddaughter so much. She felt so wonderful on top of him. She was so petite and light, but so warm and tight around his meat. Her dress was so small and tight and showed off her developing curves wonderfully. He had always thought her a lovely girl, but ever since her sixteenth birthday, he had grown obsessed with her. With her turning eighteen soon, Marcus knew that he needed to do something. He needed to have her, to love her. He needed to tie her to him before she was an adult and could leave him. He'd never let her leave him.
Every time that he had looked at her, he had been overcome with lust. She was the most gorgeous creature on earth. Her mother had certainly never been that beautiful and his ex wife could never compare.
Ava was soft and sweet and Marcus needed her with a burning passion.
He held in a moan as her virginal pussy clenched down on him, swallowing his whole length up little by little until he was balls deep inside his granddaughter. He had done it. He had taken her first time. He was her first man. If he had it his way, he’d be her last. He bit his lip as he focused hard to not reach climax. That was one of the benefits of being old and experienced. He was much more patient and able to pace himself better.
He was free to enjoy his granddaughter writhing on his cock for as long as he wanted.
On Ava’s end, she was freaking out. She felt so full and open in the worst ways and she felt utterly betrayed. Everything hurt and the violation was so overwhelming she didn’t know what to do. She could only sit there and take her grandfather’s meat.
She had never even kissed a boy and here she was, skewered on her incestuous 76 year old grandfather’s fat cock. It felt horrible. He barely fit, and the only lube was his precome. His precome! Ava’s eyes widened as she remembered her sex ed class. There was real sperm in that. She choked on another word as fear lanced through her body.
She could get pregnant! Her fat, ugly grandfather could be impregnating her! She didn’t want to be pregnant. She didn’t want her grandfather to rape her.
She had to get him out. She had to get up. She had to leave.
She tried once more to shift away, but his dick was jammed in her like a peg in a hole and his huge hands forced her in place. Marcus wanted to moan loudly and could barely hold it back as he began to thrust up into his granddaughter.
Ava was so tight, but she fit all of him and his balls were flush against her ass. She was made for him and his cock. He belonged inside of her. He wasn’t surprised she was a virgin. The universe knew that her body belonged to him and only he was allowed to fill her up.
The teenager started to cry as she continued to sing joy to the world, her grandfather raping her with increasing intensity.
The songs went by in a blur and Ava hardly registered when they stopped singing and everyone had dispersed.
Ava was both relieved and scared as she realized the family couldn’t tell her grandfather’s eight inch penis was buried inside her.
“Aww, you two look so sweet!” Her mother cooed at them, taking a couple of pictures. The rape of her first time immortalized. She wondered how her mother could so blatantly ignore her flushed and wet face.
“Ain’t it just? She’s my cute little Santa wife in that outfit,” her grandfather said, winking as he ground his meat inside Ava. He even brazenly bounced her on his lap a couple of times.
“Aww, how cute. Grandpa’s little bride,” her mother snapped another picture of her daughter, trembling weakly on her father’s meat.
“Honey, you don’t look so well,” her mother commented, brow furrowed in concern as she finally took in the girl’s pained face.
Marcus warningly bounced the teenager on his lap.
“She’s just strung out from the festivities. You know how she gets. I’ll take care of her, don’t worry,” Marcus assured his daughter as his cock throbbed inside Ava. He pressed a fond kiss to her blonde head and ground his cock inside her. Ava choked out a small groan at the feeling, blinking heavily and sniffling.
“You’re too sweet, dad. Thanks,” her mother smiled gratefully. Ava wanted to scream out but her throat felt blocked up. More tears streamed down.
Her mother and father left for the kitchen and her brothers and sisters went to play in their rooms, leaving the intimate pair alone.
Marcus quickly took action, standing up and dragging his disheveled granddaughter to her room and locking it. He pushed her onto the bed and stared at her lustfully.
“Look how pretty you are, baby,” he whispered as he advanced on top of her shivering form. His fat gut pressed her down into her childhood bed as he maneuvered his monstrous penis back inside her pretty pink pussy. This time he loudly groaned in pleasure. One of the best things about his daughter’s house was the soundproofing.
“Please, stop, grandpa,” Ava whimpered, her face stained in tears that had somehow gone unnoticed by her family. She had always been a shy, small thing. It didn’t even occur to her to really fight or yell for help. She could only lie there and cry, legs spread open for her grandfather. Her grandfather grunted as he began to thrust into her.
“How can I stop when your slutty little pussy is pulling me in like this, baby?” Her grandfather moaned as he fucked her.
“It hurts so bad, stooop, please,” Ava cried as he pinned her to her childhood bed, hands forced above as he humped the teenager.
“Be good for Santa,” he only muttered in response as he raped her in earnest. He leaned down to kiss her, immediately pressing his tongue into her to lick into her mouth. Ava shook violently, gasping for air around her grandfather’s huge tongue as he slobbered into her mouth.
The only sounds were the squeaking of the bed and the schlupping of his cock forcing its way in and out of her innocent girl pussy. Her headboard rocked against the wall as he slammed inside her.
“Hnnnnnnng,” she whimpered pitifully, practically deep throating Marcus’ slimy tongue as he devoured her. Her lower half felt so awful. She could feel his thing in her belly, he was so deep. He was fucking her so rough and deep, she imagined that he was bruising her insides everytime his dick dragged against her tender walls.
He sawed in and out of her womanhood for what felt like ages. The family festivities were done and the family just assumed that the two of them had retired to bed. They had, of course, but not in the way they thought. Marcus was going to make good on his promise. He was going to take care of Ava, whether she liked it or not.
His body was so huge that it completely covered the petite teenager. She was like a doll, or an angel. So tight and warm. His cock had leaked so much precome that his thrusts were all well lubricated. Her body was clearly welcoming what was happening.
Marcus had always known that she was meant for his cock. The perfect granddaughter. So submissive and kind. So sweet and introverted. She was easily intimidated and so, so delicate. She was perfect for him. She would take everything he’d give her, and she’d never be able to truly fight him.
“Santa’s little bride. What a good little wife you are, taking Santa’s cock like this. Little wife for old Santa,” Marcus murmured approvingly as he plowed into the petite teenager. He sucked on her ear and licked all over her face and lips before he resumed drooling into her mouth as he fucked her.
She could only sob and take her rape.
“God, you just feel so good, baby. You feel so fucking good. I’m gonna come, baby. Gonna come real hard. Gonna cream your little pussy full of Santa sperm. Santa’s got a gift for you, baby,” he rambled as his hips pumped faster and harder. She could barely breathe as he raped her into the mattress.
His words registered and she began to try and twist away to no avail, eyes wide.
“No! Not inside me! Please!” She pleaded as he jammed his cock inside her. The precome was awful enough, but if he came inside her for real— There was no way that she wouldn’t get pregnant.
“Shhhh, shhhh, sweetheart. You’re gonna be fine. Grandpa’s here, baby. It’s Santa Grandpa. Gonna get you nice and pregnant, honey,” he hummed, trying to comfort his crying granddaughter. She couldn’t move at all, he had her pinned down with his weight solidly. The bed thudded as he fucked her hard and fast.
“S-Santa’s almost there. Santa’s coming, baby. Santa’s coming,” he groaned loudly as he felt his flabby body begin to shake as pleasure overtook him.
She yelped as the old man buried himself to the hilt and she felt his thick meat start pulsing inside her tight hole. A splash of wet heat squirted into her pussy. Then another. And another. His viscous semen shot into her spurt by spurt, filling her up to the brim. She felt swollen full with her grandfather’s semen and her sobs intensified as she took in what had happened to her.
“Merry Christmas, baby,” her grandfather murmured as he collapsed, cock lodged deep, impregnating her with his Christmas miracle.
Ava shook with sobs as her grandfather’s clammy and flabby body held her down. Her tiny little pussy was so sore and red and his copious semen was leaking out of her and soaking her sheets. She tried to wiggle away out under him, desperate to somehow remove his slimy stuff from her vagina. It was to no avail, as the old man on top of her was just too heavy.
Her lower half was drenched and sticky, and her abused cunt weakly fluttered around her grandfather’s meat.
Marcus sighed in contentment as his teenage granddaughter milked his cock empty, licking and sucking at her neck and lips as he slowly went limp inside her and fell asleep. He snored loudly, in a heavenly dreamland while buried deep in his sweet teenager.
It was a long night for Ava, who lied there with eyes wide open in fear and disgust. Her legs were uncomfortably wide to accommodate the old man’s incest meat, and she wanted so badly to close them. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t ignore the feeling of her grandfather’s huge, old man penis inside her.
Her grandfather had a vice grip on her all night, and in his sleep he even ground his hips into her, his cock chubbing up slightly.
It was around eight in the morning when he finally started to awake, moaning as his cock hardened inside the sinful heat of his granddaughter, still clad in her childhood Santa dress. The dress had his crusted semen near the bottom, just as his pants did near the crotch. She had managed to finally pass out and Marcus admired her innocent beauty as he fondled her small, perky breasts and began to slowly thrust in and out of her.
Her blonde hair was so light and angelic, and framed her small, flushed face like a halo. Her lips were so plump and pink and he sighed in pleasure as he pressed his own against hers. She tasted so wonderful. What a gift she was to him in his old age. He was determined to live at least another ten years so he could make love to his cute little girl and breed her full of his babies.
Ava slowly woke up in a haze, pain shooting into her from below accompanied by a deep soreness. She groaned in misery and she came to her senses. Her grandfather’s wrinkly face was smashed against her own, his long, sluglike tongue filling her mouth up as his dick did her little pussy.
He moaned and humped her more like a dog in heat than a man of his age. He was so happy that he got to wake his little angel up the way she needed. A pretty thing like her deserved to wake up to a hard cock. It was only right that she know how much he desired her.
She could hear the most dirty and shameful noise of his balls slapping against her butt, as he painfully raped his fat 8 inch cock into her over and over. Ava immediately started crying, weakly struggling as she was pummeled into her mattress with cock.
“Th-That’s a good girl. Lil cunny is so creamy on your grandpa’s cock. Such a wet pussy, sucking in your grandpa. How naughty, seducing Santa like this,” Marcus murmured in between kisses and panting as he fucked into her. He had settled into a ridiculous frog position to get better leverage so he could really rape her hard, deep, and fast.
“I didn’t seduce you,” Ava sobbed.
“D-don’t deny how much you wanted this, baby. Look at this little red Santa dress. Playing Santa’s wife. Batting those lashes. Don’t act like you weren’t begging for grandpa’s seed all night,” Marcus breathlessly laughed as he felt his balls tighten up.
Ava shook her head, weeping as she protested. She didn’t want this. She never wanted this.
Marcus paid her no heed, forcing his fat cock into her and reveling in how her girlish teen pussy swallowed him up eagerly. She was made for sex with him. Grandpa’s bride. He grew louder, drooling in and on her mouth, as he reached completion.
“Can’t wait to see you pregnant with our baby, get pregnant. Get pregnant, get pregnant, get pregnant,” Marcus chanted as he slammed his hips forward and let loose a torrent of sperm into the helpless seventeen-year-old. Ava lied there and shook, crying as his nasty load of sticky white stuff gushed into her.
“I love you,” her grandfather whispered, kissing her forehead as he seeded her womb.
For a man of his age, he was relentlessly horny and had the stamina of a monster. He came in her once more, stripped her of her dress, and then fucked her a third time before coming all over her naked body and rubbing the smelly spend into her skin.
He made her change into her uniform school skirt and a button up shirt combo, watching her pull up her panties over her still dripping pussy on his command.
Marcus then led her out with a hand on her lower back downstairs to the rest of the family where they ate breakfast. He smiled jovially at their family, telling them that Ava wasn’t feeling that well. They sat next to each other, Marcus socializing and feeling his granddaughter up under the table. Ava had no appetite, and could only nibble on her pancakes as she felt her grandfather’s semen sloshing around inside her and his hand running along her thigh.
“Well, that was a lovely breakfast and a wonderful Christmas dear. You really outdid yourself,” her grandfather told her mother. They chatted a little bit and Ava tuned them out, inwardly begging her grandfather to just leave. She was so lost in her head, that she didn’t notice her mother agree to let her stay at her grandfather’s for the next couple of days. It was only after breakfast when Marcus began to lead her out of the house that she registered it.
“W-wait,” Ava weakly protested as her grandfather pulled her out to his car. Nobody stopped him.
He drove her to his house and immediately fell on her when they walked inside, drawing her into a deep kiss. He sucked her tongue and licked every inch of her mouth as he rubbed against her. She could feel his bulge rising against her as he pressed their groins together.
She whimpered in distress. Her pussy was still sore and she was just so scared and repulsed and humiliated. She had been a virgin 24 hours ago and now her grandfather had raped her full of his slimy baby batter four times.
When would it end? She just wanted it to be over.
He moaned loudly, slurping at her lips and tongue as he fumbled with his pants. Before she knew it, the spongey, mushroom head of his dick was pushing at her slit.
Her legs felt weak and she faltered as her grandfather started to wiggle his way into her. He lifted one of her legs for easier access and pushed hard.
“Ahhh! It hurts!” Ava cried as he buried his old man meat into her teenage cunt.
“Don’t lie, darling. Your sweet lil cunny needed my fat cock,” Marcus crooned, slowly pumping his hips. His come from earlier was a wonderful lube, and he mistakenly thought she was wet from pleasure.
Eventually the standing position was too tedious to continue, so he brought her over to his bed. He pushed her on her front and climbed over her. She was so sexy and sweet with her pale and pert little butt and her red little pleated skirt. He slid his cock back into her and then grabbed her ass and groped her cheeks roughly as he raped her.
“We’ve got three whole days of lovemaking, honey. Gonna spend every second making sure my seed takes,” Marcus assured his granddaughter, who looked sick with fear. She shivered on his bed, her face wet with tears as she thought about three whole days of endless rape and impregnation.
Keeping true to his word, Marcus lodged himself deep and she felt the telltale throb of his merciless cock as it flooded her with spurt after spurt of sticky, slimy seed.
Marcus rubbed her back soothingly, leaning down to press a fond kiss there before he pulled back to rail her. He came quickly, grunting and exclaiming loudly as he happily filled his sweet girl up again.
Ava's eyes rolled back as more sperm gushed into her, joining the mess inside her. It dribbled out of her, streaking her legs. She felt wobbly and sick. Her grandfather pressed another tender kiss on the back of her head before he turned her over so he could see her beautiful, wrecked face. She was an angel. Marcus felt his heart and dick throb as he caged her in and leaned down to kiss her.
"Ava, honey, I love you so much," he whispered against her lips. Ava tried to close her lips, but her grandfather's tongue wormed inside her mouth easily. She sniffled as he lifted her legs up and thrust forward, burying his meat into her tight hole with ease. The absurd amount of semen he had fucked into her squirted out as he raped her, the rest of it lubricating their lovemaking. He came just as fast as the last time, breeding her balls deep before collapsing on top of her to sleep.
Every breeding session ended the same. Ava on her back, crushed under the weight of her ugly grandfather’s fat, and her abused little pussy stuffed with cock to cork stop all of the incestuous sperm inside her. Ava still cried every session. She cried most of the day. It didn’t matter to Marcus though. Her baby blue eyes only looked prettier when they were shining through and her cries turned into arousing whimpers when he tongue fucked her mouth.
He loved making love to her on his bed. She looked like an angel spread on his sheets. She invigorated him. She made him feel young. He may have been sixty years older, but he had enough stamina to fuck her full of sperm at least five times a day.
He woke her up every morning with a deep tongue kiss and a hard cock in her precious teenage cunny. His first ride was always missionary, classic and perfect for a morning wake up.
Then he allowed her to shower and eat, groping her during both before he inevitably pushed her over the table to line himself up and rape her again.
Dripping full of her ugly, old grandfather’s potent sperm, she had to straddle his wrinkly fat body while he worked at his desk. Her pussy was constantly sore and aching, but he paid no heed to her discomfort and was determined to keep her stuffed with cock as much as possible. He loved to take breaks to grope her butt or breasts or make out with her.
After work, he was all pent up from his cockwarming and would make her ride him. His hands would grip her waist as he roughly forced her down on his cock over and over before he would squeeze her in a death grip as he emptied himself inside her.
He was usually too pent up to be satisfied with just one round after work and would hold her on his cock as he stood up and threw her on his couch. There, he’d either fuck her pronebone or in a mating press, raping her hard and fast as she screamed in pain until her sweet little girl pussy was flooded with more of his thick syrup, her womb seeded beyond full.
From there he would relax and watch television, stopping the flow of his come with his fingers, intermittently rubbing his smelly release into her skin to mark her.
Once he was ready, he’d take her to bed where he’d lift her legs up in a proper breeding position and slam his monstrous cock into her sore cunt until he was completely empty. He’d whisper how much he loved her and how perfect she was for him. He would tell her all his plans for their future and press affectionate kisses all over her face. Then he’d fall asleep inside her, ensuring her impregnation.
After three days, Ava returned home with a pussy full of sperm and a baby in her belly.