I was little, only 7. my grampa came to visit for the summer and he took a special interest in me. He bought me toys, and pizza and shit like that. Always had me sit in his lap, and rub against me. I felt special and really liked the attention. I would show off and flirt, even tho I didn't know what it was.

One night, he came in my room, I pretended to sleep but it didn't matter, he laid down against me in the spoons position. He was rubbing me and breathing heavy, I could smell the beer on him. I knew something wasn't right, I felt the fear in my belly even though I didn't understand what was wrong. He was whispering against my neck that I was such a little tease, wearing my dress and letting my panties show. Making him think dirty things about me. That it was obvious what kinda girl I was, and that I made him think of me in naughty ways. He said I was one of those girls that wants the boys to look at them. And there were 2 kinds of girls, those that liked what the boys did and those that were teases. Nothing is worse than a tease. If you go around wanting attention you better expect to get it.

He said I needed to be grateful for all the things he did for me. He said I would really like it when I was older, he could tell, I was gonna be that kinda girl. But I didn't like what he was saying, it scared me and I just wanted him to like me. But he said I do like you, and this is gonna show you just how much I really do.

He pulled my panties down and started rubbing my slit. He said my slit was what all men wanted, if I wanted boys to like me I had to give it up.I started crying and asking him to stop. He said shhhh it's gonna be ok your a big girl and I feel you getting slick, it's ok to be afraid but this is how you get to be a big girl. He slipped his finger into me and oh God did that hurt!! I cried out and he said it's ok, be a big girl, it will only hurt the first time. he then turned me over, put his hand over my trembling mouth, climb between my shaking legs and forced himself inside me in one well measured stroke. Not brutally forceful, but enough to fully sink into my tender pinkness. The white hot pain ripped through me, I thought I would be tore open it hurt so bad, I was sobbing. the burning pain was immense, I felt the sticky wetness of my blood as my innocence was ripped open. He was going slow and and his breathing was barely controlled as he told me I was being such a good girl and so brave, I was sobbing. He told me men had to have this from girls, they needed it like food or water and it wouldn't hurt only the first time. That it was good he was the one to make me hurt because who else would do it right ? Girls like you love it, it may hurt now but someday you won't want anything else. But as he was telling me how brave and good I was, the pain started to become a little more tolerable. My hysteria was down to shuddering sobs. He said that's it, be a good girl, your so soft and tight I'm almost done. His voice got husky and he stopped going slow, and started to hurt me again, I felt him growing thicker in me and he got a little rough I cried out and grabbed his back, he plunged hard into me I thought he would go through me! But he stopped and shook a little. I thought he was dying. But he grunted and I felt a hot wetness fill me, I thought I was bleeding ever worse. He got up and told me I should go clean myself up, and that he wouldn't tell anyone what a naughty girl I was for making grampa do that. I had blisters after that, I was so sore.

He came in my room again about a week later and for the rest of the summer he was fucking me most nights. I started to enjoy it and when he first ate my little girl pussy I had an orgasm. I had no idea what was happening to me but I knew I liked it .

He was right, I do like it and I am a naughty girl