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Filename: alifeofp.txt
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story_codes: MFm/g(5), incest, cons

story_intro: Born into a wealthy family and attending kindergarten at a fine private school, Evie has everything she could want. But Grandpa has something new for her and the family fun does not end there. 


story_language: English



A Life of Privileges

Written by madvlad


	John Olivet sat comfortably in the back of his parked limousine, tapping at the pad in his hand. It was a bit of idle time and he was reviewing his notes, adding a detail here and there or highlighting a point he wanted to stress at tomorrow's board meeting. A discreet chime sounded on the pad, politely telling him it was 3:35 pm.

	As his driver knew that John preferred to handle his own door at this place, John opened it and stepped onto the grass. He inhaled the early autumn air, warmed by a bright sun as he surveyed the collection of other vehicles parked in the lot at the Lillyfield Day School for girls.

	Although his was the only limo here today, the collection of high-end cars bespoke of the wealth of the parents who sent their female offspring to this elementary school. There were late models of less refined cars - decent quality, yes, but those which were used by nannies and a few others.

	An older, battered Mazda stood out as did the thin young woman standing by it, nervously chewing a fingernail. Definitely not hired help - no one in John's circles would employ someone in that condition, let alone entrust a child to that rusting collection of parts sagging on a suspect suspension.

	However, every year there were a few scholarship students, ones who had passed exams open to the public for a chance at free tuition and coverage of the accompanying costs of attending Lillyfield. It was good public relations and all and having such bright students who often succeeded spectacularly in their later academic life was good for the school's reputation.

	John had noticed the haggard woman the few other times he had come since the start of the school year. She must have been the mother of one of the scholarship girls although John couldn't recall any family of a scholarship winner being in such apparent dire straits when his daughter attended here.

	As the sounds of young, high voices filled the air, John turned his attention to the streaming flow of red and white pouring from the front doors. The standard student uniform was a red plaid pleated jumper dress over a white blouse for the younger ones and red skirts of similar pattern with white blouses for the older ones. At first, the girls who appeared were in the older grades but soon enough, out came the kindergartners. Their size and their excited hopping gait made it apparent.

	Leaning back, John waited for his granddaughter, Evie. She never knew when he was going to retrieve her instead of her mother or one of the maids and was always very pleased with the surprise. A piping shout and the sight of the girls whose shoulder length brown locks were bobbing as she jumped told John he had been spotted.

	Evie sped his way, her caramel-colored eyes sparkling but nearly overwhelmed by her smile. Another girl was with her, a petite blonde who tried to keep pace as Evie pulled her by the hand. Only when she was close to John did Evie let go of the other girl and leap into her grandfather's waiting arms and reward him with a kiss.

	"Grandpa!" she squealed delightedly before she pointed to the other girl. "This is Sasha. She's my best friend - ever!"

	Sasha waved shyly, her posture and wide, hazel eyes showing a sensitive demeanor. How such a shy girl wound being paired in close friendship with his extroverted granddaughter, John didn't know, but he was quite happy for both of them.

	The woman standing by the rattletrap waved impatiently and Sasha waved back.

	"Bye, Evie. Bye, Evie's grandpa," she said softly and hurried to her mother.

	Getting back into the limo after Evie had scrambled in, John didn't give the other girl or her mother another thought after he closed the door. As the car exited the school grounds, she playfully scooted into his lap and John closed the partition in front of him to give them privacy. He idly tapped one of her bare knees as she told him about her day. As the girl chattered on, John slid his hand up her thigh, squeezing the smooth flesh.

	With her grandfather's motion, the hem of Evie's dress shifted up as well, exposing more of her yummy limb and finally the white cotton panties that pulled snugly across the crotch. Using two fingers, John lightly pinched the bulge in the girl's undies.

	"...and Grandpa, you know what else we learned today?" Evie continued, unconcerned about where her grandfather's fingers were.

	"What?"

	"We learned about bad touches."

	"Is that a fact?" John asked as he slipped his fingers into the little girl's underwear to caress her hairless vulva.

	"Uh huh. They're not like the good touches I get. If a bad person does it, they hurt."

	"Does this hurt?" John asked as he slid the tip of his index finger along his granddaughter's tiny slit.

	"No, Grandpa!" Evie giggled.

	"What about this?"

	John twiddled the five year-old's clit, making her shiver. When Evie shook her head, John increased the pressure on her cunny, intensifying the lewd massage until he felt her moisture. Evie shifted her body to help him as he slid her panties off and then pulled her dress up to give her grandpa an unobstructed view of her pudgy little twat.

	John teased her first, tickling her soft tummy. Evie was just like her mother, Lisa, at that age - round in the face and a little fleshy with puppy fat that would be gone by the time she started her growth spurt shortly before the onset of puberty. And John had known every intimate detail about his daughter's body throughout her childhood and adolescence.

	Evie hummed lightly as John introduced his finger into her bald snatch. The fat outer labia parted easily and she greeted him by pushing with her pelvis. As always, John penetrated her slowly, finding her childish sex tube small and slick around his finger. She was easier to enter as she grew - certainly more so than when he began diddling her when she was two. Lisa had gone before him, deflowering her highly aroused toddler daughter with a finger before presenting the child to him.

	More often not, John found himself gauging the girl as he worked his finger in her cunny. He was looking forward to putting his penis there although Evie's older brother, Brian, had the honor of being first two years ago when he was eleven. It was possible that Evie could stretch enough to take John in there now but he didn't want to risk any pain on her part. However, there were other places that could expand even further and Evie reminded him of that as she shifted her bare rump in his lap until the hardness in his pants rested between her buttocks.

	With kindergartener's steamy little twat drooling, John finger fucked her even harder, pressing in places inside to get Evie's motor running hard. The child responded with lustful thrusts with her little hips, mercilessly spearing her baby cunt on his twisting finger. The movements made her rub his prick with her ass and Evie was well aware of it - she had developed a kink for anal stimulation at an early age.

	Breathing hard and fast, Evie rode her grandpa's diddling digit until her climax hit. The child's snatch convulsed on the man's finger and Evie made a keening noise as the frissons raced through her tiny body.

	There was plenty of room in the back of the limo and Evie was able to stand in front of John after he eased from his lap. She grinned in anticipation when he released his erection and then lifted her dress. Her freshly molested twat glistened with her juices and John reached for her mound to collect the dew. Watching as he repeatedly used her fluids to baste his cock, Evie licked her lips.

	When John signaled that he was ready, Evie voraciously attacked his member with her tongue. She loved tasting her pussy on her grandpa's prick and licked every bit of her essence from him before settling her mouth over the head.  Looking adorably sluttish with her young mouth filled with dick, the five year-old bobbed her head up and down, pressing with her lips and wiping with her tongue.

	After the earlier ass rubbing, John had been close to cumming. When he exploded in his granddaughter's mouth, Evie gulped most of it down. But she also liked to play with her food and when she lifted her face from him, she opened her mouth and waggled her semen-coated tongue at him before she swallowed the rest.

	"I love your table manners," John said before Evie climbed into his lap again.

	Taking the pad, John opened a video and then gave the thing to Evie to watch. It was one of her favorites of late - two young teen girls getting ass-fucked by two well-hung men. The youngster watched, entranced, as the thick meat pounded into the straining assholes of the moaning and sweating girls.

	"Grandpa, why can't Brian do that in my bottom?" Evie queried. "It looks like fun. But he said you won't let him."

	"That's because I'm a greedy grandpa," John said as she affectionately tapped her nose.

	Evie grinned and playfully swatted at the digit attacking her nose.

	"I'm greedy because I want to be the first to come there," he continued. "And your mother thinks you're ready."

	Every night, Lisa tucked her daughter into bed after a nice oral twat washing. Over the last month, the woman had added another source of stimulation as she ate Evie's bald cuntlet. She was testing the girl's asshole with her finger and then a dildo, teaching her out to relax and use her muscles to let something inside. Lisa hadn't gone deep - just enough to train Evie's sphincter.

	"Can we do it now?" Evie asked excitedly.

	"In my office - that's where we are going."

	"Oh, I have to get dressed."

	Evie leaned over to retrieve her panties just as John did the same, snatching them just before she did.

	The Olivet Corporation was still run by the family, with John being the fifth at the helm of the ever expanding and diversifying conglomerate. Employees were used to seeing him come in with a grandchild in tow and nodded and smiled at the cheerful little girl trotting beside the CEO. None of them suspected that the child was panty-less - the garment being folded and tucked into her grandfather's suit jacket pocket. Evie thought it was naughty fun as she felt the building's air conditioning wafting under her dress to touch her bare privates.

	After an elevator ride to the executive floor John and Evie passed several high-ranking company officers who always had a friendly word for the tot. The also met Everett Arnhem, the corporation's head of security. The ex-military and ex-intelligence officer appeared to be a rather cold, stern type but gave Evie a wink and slipped her a caramel. While John knew that Everett sneaked her candy (which Everett never would have done without John's approval), Evie thought it was a special secret she shared with the security chief.

	Of course, it wasn't nearly as special as the secrets she had with her grandpa, mommy and brother. And now it was about to get even more special as they entered John's spacious and soundproofed office. John helped her out of her blouse and dress and then removed her shoes and socks. He wanted her completely naked when he took her so that nothing was hidden from view.

	It wasn't the first time that Evie had spent time on her grandfather's desk while in the nude. She was lying on her belly which she had been before while John dry humped her bubbly little ass cheeks before he came all over them. But this time he was pouring a little oil between her globes and using a finger to ease open the pink rosebud there and get it lubed.

	Evie murmured something as she felt the tip of her grandfather's dick pressing into her. Her oiled orifice eased his passage and the little girl remembered her mother's lessons and used her muscles to let the man enter her. Despite the lubrication, the grinding of John's hard flesh as he pushed through her straining anus fired her nerves and making her cunny get hot and itchy. The kindergartner squirmed on the desk as her virgin ass was penetrated.

	"That's my princess," John said in a soothing voice once he had as much of his prick embedded in the tyke's bottom as he felt safe. 

	Evie's adorable rump flexed as he slowly stroked in and out of her. With each invading push into her taut rectum, Evie gave a breathy grunt, adding to the eroticism of the incestuous coupling. Although remaining careful, John was able to get a better read on how much Evie could handle. Adding strength to his thrusts, he bored a little deeper into the oily, vice-like oven of the five year-old's ass.

	Portraits of past Olivets were hung in the office, each a commissioned oil painting done while the subject was at the peak of his life. They stared mutely from within the frames as the youngest of their distinguished line was anally sodomized by her grandfather's cock. Then with a soft exclamation, Evie wriggled as she received her first insemination in her bottom.

	The surges were incredibly strong as John's balls nearly shook. Long streams of jism invaded the child's bowels, remaining there as his dick kept her little rear plugged.

	"Grandpa...ohhh..." a wide-eyed Evie sighed.

	She felt dizzy from the whirl of sensations that accompanied her buggery. There was some discomfort and stretching in her ass but she felt wriggly all over. John was also overwhelmed - and still hard. Oh, he had softened a bit but the persistent grip of his little granddaughter's anal plumbing soon had him at full rigidity.

	He turned the girl over, twisting her on his dick until she was face up and then folded her legs up. While he was in excellent shape for a fifty-nine year-old, he attributed this uncommon vigor to the five year-old who was still carnally attached to him. John was ready to go again but wanted to see the girl's expressions as she took his meat in her sweet little bottom.

	Evie didn't disappoint. Her mouth was slightly agape and her tongue licked at those red little cock-sucking lips. She was sweating, making her torso gleam and John could see the tiny points in the center of her nipples jutting stiffly with her arousal.

	"You like getting your ass fucked?" he asked, enjoying his role as the dirty old man.

	Unable to make words, Evie nodded. She slid one hand down between her legs and gave her beloved grandpa a show as she attacked her chubby little snatch, her fingers rubbing the smooth flesh before she concentrated on digging a finger into her dripping, overheated young hole.

	"Mmmm," she hummed, closing her eyes as she frigged herself fiercely.

	With her finger attacking in the front and her grandfather's cock reaming her ass, the five year-old was in a frenzied state as her body reacted to the relentless buildup. Her legs kicked as she came and her cunny drooled down between her butt cheeks to further lube John's prick.

	With Evie lying limply on his desk after her climax, John continued boring his cock between the child's soft little buttocks.  When his balls released, she jerked with each spurt of hot semen coating her innards.

	For Evie, dinner that night had an added treat as her thirteen year-old brother, Brian, had come home from his boarding school for the weekend. It was only a two hour flight on the Olivet corporate jet and John knew full well that Lisa and Evie were plenty of incentive to keep the boy visiting regularly.

	Although happy to see Brian, Evie gave him a frown at first.

	"You didn't come home last week," she scolded.

	"I went with Austin to see his family," Brian explained.

	Evie tried to maintain a scowl but surrendered and gave her brother a big hug.

	After a late dinner, it was Evie's bedtime and she sweetly asked him to tuck her in. Brian readily agreed and followed her into her bedroom. As Evie undressed for bed, Brian simply undressed. With a grin of anticipation, Evie slopped onto her bed and opened her legs.

	"Ooh, my kitty's wet," she said impishly as she fingered herself.

	Brian wasn't surprised since Evie had been rubbing her crotch under her dress on the way to her bedroom. When dinner was done, the servants could retire for the evening and there was little concern about acting properly once they were gone. He crawled on top of his sister and eased his hard-on into her little bald slit, finding her indeed quite wet for him.

	Last weekend, he had sex with Austin's twelve year-old sister. Of course it had been fun and he liked how her little tits jiggled when he pounded into her, but she was nothing like Evie. His sister's smaller size made her tighter but Brian also loved how she squirmed beneath him when he first drilled into her. After a few thrusts, she would...

	Practically on cue, Evie swung her little legs up and hooked them partially around her brother's waist, her heels digging in near his kidneys. That spread her wide open for a deep pounding and Brian didn't disappoint. He held himself up with his arms locked so they could both watch his slender (but slowly growing with age) cock pistoning in and out of her hairless cunt.

	Brian's adolescent prick raced in and out of the little hole, making the five year-old's pussy nice and gooey in response. Tonight, Evie seemed particularly hot and his mother had told him earlier how his grandfather had finally broken Evie's ass in.

	"Oh...oh..." Evie panted as she stared at the teen meat, shiny with her juices, plowing into her stretched twatlet and feeling the delicious moving contact inside.

	"Ah!"

	Evie threw her head back against her pillow, staring up with her mouth open and shuddering as she came. A minute later, she shook again as her tiny womb was filled with her brother's sperm.

	As they rested afterward, Evie whispered to him.

	"Grandpa came in my bottom today and now you can too!"

	Brian's prick jerked in his younger sister's snatch at the invitation.

	"We'll do it tomorrow in the woods," he replied. "I'll be a bad monster who catches you."

	"Monsters make my bottom sticky," Evie giggled.

	"But right now..." Brian went on.

	Evie cooed as his erection returned to life and she grabbed at him with her legs again.

	When Lisa saw her son leaving her daughter's room, she knew Evie was finally ready for dreamland. After planting a kiss on his forehead and promising to see him soon, she entered Evie's room to find the little girl naked with her brother's semen oozing from her hairless quim.
Wasting no time, Lisa slid her hands under Evie, cupping the plump little ass cheeks where her father's cock had been pumping into her daughter just hours earlier.

	"Did you have fun in Grandpa's office today?" she asked.

	When Evie gave her an emphatic nod, Lisa lowered her head and began sucking her son's jism from her daughter's honey pot. By the time Evie's hole was cleansed of semen, the taste of the five year-old's nectar was stronger as she was flowing well. Lisa attacked the five year-old's pussy with vigor, using her lips and tongue with a little playful nibbling on the plump mound.

	Evie bucked her pelvis when she came, giving her loving mother every bit of cunny juice she could produce. After licking the girl clean, Lisa considered another act but saw that Evie's eyes were getting puffy with the need for sleep.

	After getting a nightgown on the girl and slipping her teddy bear in place, Lisa kissed Evie and turned out the light. There was a little rustling under the sheets and then nothing as Evie fell asleep. Lisa paused in the doorway, listening to her daughter's even breathing. Although Evie had no concept of the family's wealth, she certainly loved the privileges among the family members.



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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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