My grandpa fucks me every day after I sleep.

My name is Mia Khalifa. I'm in my first year at a community college in Manchester, England, studying business. I live in a modest semi-detached house in Salford with my mum, dad, and grandad. Dad drives long-haul lorries across Europe. He's away for two weeks at a stretch, coming home only briefly before leaving again.

When I was in Year 7, around twelve and not yet in puberty, I slept like the dead. Mum could shake me, Dad could shout my name after a late return, and I'd never stir.

One morning in the shower I found a dried, glue-like residue around my vulva. I had no clue what it was. I washed it away, puzzled. The next day the same sticky marks appeared on my small breasts. I showed Mum, lifting my pyjama top.

“Mum, what's this? It was down there yesterday, now here. It's all dried and weird.”

She smiled calmly. “It's nothing, love. Just your body starting to change as you grow up. Normal stuff. Don't worry, sweetheart.”

She hugged me and moved on. I trusted her. But it kept happening on my vulva, nipples, even my belly button several nights a week. Strangely, it only occurred when Dad was away on a trip. The moment he returned, the marks vanished. As soon as he left again, they came back.

I stayed confused until one night everything became clear.

I woke to an odd, warm itch between my legs. My eyes opened slightly. My pyjamas were gone; I lay naked. Something soft and wet moved over my vulva. In the faint light from the landing I saw Grandad between my thighs, licking me slowly. I nearly gasped but froze.

Across the room Mum knelt in front of him, nightdress hiked up, his thick, veined penis in her mouth. She moved her head steadily. It was the first adult cock I'd ever seen long, dark, and hard.

I panicked but pretended to stay asleep, breathing evenly.

After a while Mum murmured, “Enough now, Dad. She's too young. Leave her tonight. Come finish with me.”

Grandad grunted. “Your pussy's good, but my granddaughter's tight little slit drives me wild. So perfect and innocent.”

He pushed his tongue deeper, exploring me, then licked my navel and took one tiny breast in his hand. He squeezed gently before sucking the nipple. A strange warmth spread through me. It felt wrong, yet my body tingled with unexpected pleasure. A slick wetness started between my legs something new.

Mum pulled him back. “Not yet. Wait till she's ready. Right now I'm aching. Fuck me, Dad.”

She lay beside me, legs open. Grandad climbed over, kneading her full breasts, sucking them while she moaned quietly. He slid into her in one smooth motion. Mum gasped, then whimpered as he thrust steadily, the wet sounds filling the room.

Her soft cries “Yes… harder…” stirred something in me. I watched through barely open eyes.

Suddenly Grandad pulled out, knelt between my legs again, and rubbed his swollen tip along my slit up and down, pressing lightly but never entering. The heat and slickness made my body tremble. Moments later he groaned and hot, thick spurts landed on my vulva and stomach.

That explained the sticky “glue” every morning. It was him Grandad all those nights while I slept.

It became routine after that. Whenever Dad was away, Grandad visited my room late at night. Sometimes Mum joined, sometimes she watched or steadied me if I stirred. He never pushed inside he said I was “too small still” but he licked me, sucked my nipples, rubbed against me until he came on my skin. Mum would whisper encouragement, telling him how beautiful I looked, how he deserved this secret.

The worst part was my body's betrayal. At first I was horrified, but the touches slowly brought pleasure. Warm waves rolled through me; my hips shifted slightly despite myself. I hated it, yet couldn't stop the feelings.

One night Mum noticed. “Look, Dad she's getting wet. She's starting to enjoy it.”

Grandad smiled in the shadows. “Good girl, Mia. Soon you'll be ready for more.”

I kept my eyes closed, silent, letting the secret carry on terrified, ashamed, and, against everything I knew, slowly awakening to desires I didn't understand.