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Keeping it in the Family
by Comixs (comixs@hotmail.com)

***

A girl spends the summer with her grandparents and 
learns a lot about her family, as well as her how 
desires. (MFF, inc, bi, beast, family)

***

Author Note: When I first came up with the idea of this 
story I thought it would be a short tale and that that 
would be it. I got a lot of response the first time I 
posted it. Some was good and some was bad. Some was 
extremely critical and I want everyone to know that I 
appreciated that very much. 

As I re-post this I've edited it and re-written a lot 
of pieces, so that now it makes a lot more sense. I 
hope you like this and I look forward to your feed-back 
as well. If there's enough interest in this I'll gladly 
continue the adventures of this family. Read. Enjoy. 
Jack off if you need to. Just have a good time with it.

Part I

When I first found out that I’d get to spend the summer 
months with my grandparents, at their cabin downstate, 
I was thrilled. My parents had never allowed me to 
visit them down there, much less spend an extended 
amount of time with them.

I’m an only child and still live at home, even though 
I’ve nearly completed all my college courses. I’m 
majoring in nursing and only have my student rounds to 
complete before getting my degree in nursing. I’m 
really looking forward to getting that done.

Anyway, I’m 23 and average for a girl my age. I stand 
almost 6 feet tall and have short, dark brown hair. I’m 
not lucky enough to have a boy friend right now. Guess 
I’ve just never thought about it. I like my own 
company, as well as that of my family. 

I’m not sexually active, either, which totally amazes 
most of my friends, which doesn't mean that I haven't 
had a few sexual adventures though. With my studies and 
still living at home I’ve put that thought in the back 
of my mind. I figure that when the time is right I’ll 
know it and then I’ll be able to do something about it.

Little did I know how my visit to my grandparent’s 
cabin was going to change my life forever.

My first week at the cabin was not very interesting. 
I’d just gotten out of school the previous week and had 
spent most of this one just getting over the trials and 
pains of the constant studying. I was glad I didn’t 
have to focus on anything other then relaxing for the 
whole summer.

One night, after watching a particularly interesting 
movie, I was heading to my room when I heard some 
noises coming from my grandparent’s room. As I got to 
the door I leaned towards it, listening to what might 
be happening behind that closed door. What I heard 
reminded me of the noises I heard at home, when mom and 
dad were in the middle of their weekly sex engagement. 
I moved away from the door and went on to my room. 
After all, I was tired.

As I finally got in bed I realized that the noise from 
the other bedroom had gotten a little louder. No matter 
how hard I tried I couldn’t ignore it any longer and 
got up to investigate.

As I got to the door I noticed that it was slightly 
ajar, something I’d not noticed earlier.

I put my ear to the crack this time and listened.

"Come on, John. Stick that hard dick of yours up my 
pussy. I’m ready to cum and I need that hard tool 
inside me when I do."

"Just give me a minute, Janet. I’ve got to get Maxwell 
out of the way first. You know how much he loves to lap 
at that juicy pussy of yours!"

"Maxwell!" I thought. Maxwell was in my grandparent’s 
room? What was Maxwell doing in my grandparent’s 
bedroom, and most importantly, what was he doing 
licking at my grandmother’s pussy? I just had to find 
out, but not tonight. 

Silently, I moved from the door and returned to my 
room. Even though my mind was racing and my heart was 
throbbing in my chest, I could still clearly hear the 
conversation that had happened in that room. I was 
totally amazed when I realized just how wet I was 
between my legs. Surely all that couldn’t have had that 
kind of effect on me! I’d never even considered sex, 
other then listening to my parents (and now my 
grandparents) indulging in the activity that had gotten 
me into this world in the first place.

I woke up the next morning and found that I’d been 
playing with my own pussy, my fingers still between my 
legs and my panties still wet with my own juices. I 
wondered what I was going to do about last night and 
found that I didn’t have an answer.

The next day grandma and I went for a walk in the 
woods. She told me about a hunting cabin grandpa had 
there and wanted to show it to me. She assured me that 
we could walk there and be back in plenty of time for 
supper, so I agreed. After all, a little exercise would 
do me a lot of good.

After we had been walking for a while grandma turned to 
me and asked if I minded if she took off her blouse and 
walked in the nude. I told her that I didn’t mind at 
all, if she’d not object to me doing the same thing.

It was then that I found out that my grandparents are 
sometimes ‘nudists’ when walking on their property. 
After all, as grandma told me, there was over 500 acres 
of land here that they owned and the nearest neighbor 
was something like 15 miles to the south of them.

"It’s not like we’re going to be seen by anyone," she 
told me. 

I had to agree with her on that one.

As we walked I did notice that her breasts were quite 
large, much larger than my own, which are really small. 
Hey, I love them the way they are, too. My mother takes 
after her mom, with a large ‘rack’ of her own. She’s 
always told me about the persistent back problems 
associated with big boobs, which makes me really glad 
that mine are so small. 

I also noticed that her nipples, when erect, which they 
were then due to the dampness and chill in the air, 
stood out almost an inch! Those were the biggest 
nipples I’d ever seen on a woman before.

In my past, while never having been with a man, I’ve 
had several lesbian relationships, and none of them had 
ever had nipples like grandma. Made me wonder what her 
chest would look like in a blouse when they got cold. 
"NICE!" I thought to myself.

The walk seemed to be all down hill to the cabin, which 
was nestled among several large cedar trees. The look 
of the place was quite rustic and the silence around 
the place felt good.

Inside I was surprised to find that it had all the 
amenities of the house they lived in. A portable 
generator provided the electricity and there was even 
indoor plumbing, which grandma told me was furnished by 
a natural spring right outside the back door. There was 
a large bed, which we both flopped on. We were tired 
from the long walk and just wanted to rest a while.

"Tell you what, dear. There’s a shower in the bathroom, 
so why don’t you take a shower and we’ll rest for a 
while and then head home in a little while. It’ll feel 
good to get all that sweat off your body and make you 
feel much better, too. I’ll join you in a little bit."

"Ok, grandma. I think I will."

The bathroom completely took me by surprise. It was 
HUGE!!! The shower alone took up half the space of the 
room. Inside there were 4 shower heads, each with a 
small padded bench below them. I’d never seen a shower 
like this before, but I had heard of them, and even 
seen pictures of places like this. Kind of reminded me 
of the shows I'd watch with my mom on HGTV when I was 
home. Those pictures were in mansions though, nothing 
in a small hunting cabin like I was in now.

"Oh, well," I thought. "Just enjoy the moment, and the 
shower. Don’t complain about it, you idiot!"

I quickly stripped off the rest of my sweaty clothing 
and turned on the showers, getting the water just as 
hot as I could stand it. 

When I stood up and turned around I was startled to 
find my reflection staring back at me from a full-
length mirror in the opposite wall. Even though the 
room was filling up with steam from the shower, the 
mirror remained free of film.

"It was made not to fog up when the room steams up," 
grandma told me, as she stood at the sink. "We like to 
be able to see what we’re doing in here and a fogged up 
mirror doesn’t help at all."

"Never would’ve thought of that," I told her.

"Come on now, dear," she told me as she entered the 
shower stall. "All that hot water is being wasted by 
standing out there." With that she stuck her head under 
the water stream from one of the heads and let it fall 
on her face as she tilted it upwards to the source of 
the water. 

I joined her and did the same thing. The water did feel 
good on my head and the rest of my body, as it streamed 
from the nozzle and hit me. I didn’t realized just how 
tired I’d gotten by the long walk and the water seemed 
to be beating the tiredness out of my body. But then 
again, hot water has a tendency to do that to me. I 
just relax and forget about things around me.

I stared at the body of my grandmother. For a woman in 
her late 70's, she kept her body up well. Not an ounce 
of fat appeared to be anywhere. There was no tell-tale 
bulge in her tummy area that would have indicated she’d 
given birth to a daughter (my mother) and a son. 

Her arms and legs were slim and well proportioned. She 
had long, slim fingers, with delicate nails that she 
kept trimmed and painted a pale blue, which was my 
favorite color. I also noticed when she turned around, 
that her pussy was completely nude. Not a trace of hair 
anywhere on her lower body. I’d always wanted to shave 
my own pussy, but had never gotten up the courage to 
actually take a razor down there.

"You like what you see there?"

"Never thought that someone your age would keep her 
pussy shaved, grandma."

"Like I’m sure you think of things like that," she 
laughed.

"Not really. I’d thought of doing that to mine but just 
couldn’t bear the thought of taking a razor down 
there."

"Then don’t."

"Huh?"

"I don’t use a razor down there. In one of your 
grandfather’s magazines I found an advertisement for a 
cream that removes all your hair, without any pain and 
no burning. I ordered it, at your grandfather’s 
request, and have been using it now for over 30 years. 
Your grandfather likes it hairless and I’ve gotten so 
used to it that I just keep doing it. There’s a tube in 
the cabinet you can try. If you like it I’ll order some 
for you when I place my next order."

"Thanks, gran. I’ll be sure to let you know how I like 
it."

It was then that I noticed that I was being caressed by 
more than the hot water. Grandma had come up behind me 
and placed her hand on my small breasts, her fingers 
finding my nipples and tweaking them to hardness. I had 
to admit, between the hot water and her caresses I was 
feeling relaxed. Much more than I thought possible.

Grandma’s hands felt good on my breasts, much better 
than I’d have thought possible, if I’d ever thought of 
my grandmother playing with my breasts that is.

I stood still and let the ministrations continue. She 
cupped my breasts, small as they are, and kneaded them 
with her large, but gentle hands. I found myself 
totally relaxing in her caresses and let a slight moan 
escape from my mouth.

She turned me around and planted a huge, passionate 
kiss on my mouth and I was soon returning that kiss. 
Believe me, this was no grandmotherly peck on the 
cheek. This was a full-blown mouth-to-mouth, deep, 
urgent kiss. Her hands moved from my breasts to my 
hips, and she began to massage them, pulling me towards 
her, holding me tightly in her embrace, an embrace I 
gladly returned.

Next she slid down my body, licking my breasts as she 
went, and focused her attention on my navel. Never had 
I thought of a navel as being erotic. Boy! Was I wrong 
on that one? With grandma working her tongue into my 
navel I found out that it can be as erotic as any other 
place on the human body, providing the giver knows what 
she’s doing in the first place. 

I could feel her swirling her tongue around the outside 
on my navel (I’m an "Innie") and then as she drove the 
tip of her tongue into it, sucking it into her mouth at 
the same time. I was loving that feeling and hoping it 
wouldn’t end too soon.

However, she had other plans on her mind and began to 
once again go lower on my body. 

She started by licking around the crease of my legs, 
licking on one leg while caressing the other. Never 
once, at this time, did she approach my pussy. Instead 
she concentrated on my inner thighs and the space 
between my navel and my pussy. It was amazing. I was 
really enjoying the feelings of having her mouth on my 
body.

She stood up and told me to sit on the bench behind me, 
which I eagerly did, anticipating what was to come.

"Slide your butt towards the front, dear. I want a 
clear access to that beautiful thing between your 
legs."

Again, I did as she asked me, spreading my legs once I 
was in the position she’d asked me to assume.

Once situated there, she got on her knees, between my 
legs, and started liking me just above my pussy once 
more. The whole time her hands were caressing my 
thighs, kneading the flesh between them, caressing my 
butt as well. Her touch sent jolts of electricity 
throughout my body. When her fingers lightly brushed 
against my pussy I had my first climax and I knew that 
that was just the first of many more to come before we 
finished. 

I was right, too.

"Hold your legs up, dear," she asked.

I grabbed my legs, behind my knees, and pulled them up 
to my chest, pulling them to the side as well, giving 
her full access to what waited between them, 
anticipating the first touch of her tongue on my outer 
lips.

Once I had my legs in the right position, grandma 
lowered her head and began licking once more, this time 
concentrating on the top of my pussy, gently licking 
all around my hole, teasing my outer lips with that 
talented tongue, driving me crazy with the sheer 
feeling of an impending orgasm.

Her hands continued their ministrations on my hips, 
slowly working around to my butt, caressing my cheeks 
and sliding her hands, ever so gently, over them. The 
feel was totally erotic and I was loving the feeling 
and hoping she’d never stop what she was doing to me.

Suddenly I felt the tip of her tongue part my lips, 
gently touching the tip of my protruding clitoris, and 
an instant a huge climax came upon me, causing my 
juices to flow even more rapidly.

Let me tell you this, when I cum, I CUM!!! I am not one 
of those ladies who actually squirt her climax, but I 
produce enough juices that I have to keep tampons in my 
purse, as a safety precaution. I’ve been in positions 
where I’ve gotten so aroused that I wished I’d had a 
clean pair of panties to change into. The juices have 
actually run down my legs, there was so much of it. 
With tampons in my purse all I have to do is find the 
nearest restroom, insert one, and I’m ok for a while. 
It can be embarrassing at times, but I try to be 
prepared at all times.

So, I now find my self sitting in a shower stall, in a 
hunting cabin in the middle of the woods, on my 
grandparent's property, having my pussy eaten out by my 
own grandmother!

"INCEST," immediately jumped into my mind. 

But right then and there, I couldn’t have cared less. I 
wouldn’t have complained if it had been Maxwell between 
my legs at that moment. Yes, I still remembered what 
I’d heard in the other bedroom earlier this week, but I 
was too far gone to give a damn! This felt good and I 
just didn’t want it to end!

At this point I would’ve gladly welcomed my own mother 
between my legs. I mean, I’d already fantasized about 
that at one point in my life.

By this time my legs were starting to tire, holding 
them up like I was. I wanted to let them dangle over 
grandma’s back, but afraid the added weight might hurt 
her.

As if reading my mind, grandma stopped for a moment, 
saying "Go ahead, dear. If you're tired let go and let 
your legs rest on my back. That’s not going to stop me 
from what I’m doing right now."

I went ahead and rested them on her back, her mouth 
returning to my open pussy. She drove her tongue as 
deep into me as she could, licking as much of the 
inside lips as she could, continuing to reach for the 
recessed still beyond her extended tongue.

At one time I felt her mouth leave my pussy for a few 
minutes, as she licked just below my hole, at one of 
the most sensitive spots on my body. The spot between 
my pussy and my ass hole is, perhaps, one of the most 
erotic spots I have. Even when I’m alone and I want to 
get off with my fingers, I usually start off by rubbing 
that area before concentrating on my clit.

Next, she did something totally unexpected to me. She 
started probing my ass hole with her fingers, tracing 
small circles around that brown puckered bud; slowly 
bring me to yet another climax. The feeling I was 
getting was amazing. I’d never realized just how 
sensitive your ass hole can be, but the feeling was 
great and I began to enjoy it. Then she pushed two of 
her fingers into that hole and moved them around deep 
inside me, causing more feelings to emerge from that 
area.

None of my previous lesbian encounters had ever 
massaged my ass before and it began to make me wonder 
if they knew just how stimulating it could be. I’d have 
to remember that the next time I had such an encounter.

Meanwhile, gran’s mouth was still exploring my pussy, 
probing her tongue all around the inside, as well as 
the outside, of my lips. Sucking on my clit and 
drinking all the juices I could produce, and that was 
quite a lot.

Looking up from between my lets, gran suggested that we 
finish the shower and then go to the bed, so we could 
finish up there, where we’d both be comfortable. I 
readily agreed with her. My butt was starting to get 
numb, sitting there on that bench, even though it is 
padded.

We both washed each others body, paying more attention 
to some parts of our bodies more than others. We let 
the hot water caress us and stood there and let the 
water rinse the soaps from each of us. It was by far 
one of the most relaxing showers I’ve ever had. I hoped 
we’d be able to do more of this in the future.

Once we got out of the shower and dried off and dried 
our hair we went into the larger room and got up on the 
bed. It was much softer than I’d imagined.

"It’s goose-down feathers," grandma told me. 

"Your grandfather has a thing for warm, comfortable 
beds and since we didn’t have one in the main house he 
decided to put one down here for our little ‘get-a-
ways’, and I’ve always enjoyed that ‘sinking’ feeling 
you get when you first lie down on it."

I had to admit, once I’d settled in the softness of it, 
I found it was something I could readily get used to. 
The feathers didn’t seem to make that much of a 
difference to me, but the feel of the flannel sheets, 
combined with the comfort of the mattress was just too 
much. I knew that by the time we finished our little 
tryst that I’d fall right to sleep, so I just gave up 
on getting back to the main house before sometime 
tomorrow.

By the time grandma got to the bed I was more than 
ready to take over from her and do to her the same 
thing she’d already done to me.

I literally pounced on top of her as soon as she was 
settled and started by taking first one, than the other 
of those hard, protruding nipples into my mouth, 
tonguing them, nibbling on them, and sucking on each 
one until she was moaning with rapture. While using my 
mouth on her breasts I used my hands and slid them down 
to her hips, massaging the firmness of her flesh, and 
liking the feeling of them under my hands. The flesh 
was supple and smooth for a woman of her age, but then 
again, she took excellent care of her body, so why 
shouldn’t I expect to feel what I did.

Once I finished her nipples I moved down, as she had 
done, and sucked on her navel, rotating my tongue 
inside and outside it, enjoying the feel of her ‘outie’ 
in my mouth.

Then I pulled her legs out, and up, pushing them back 
until her knees were each touching one of her nipples, 
rubbing them against the roughness of her knees, 
eliciting another moan from her. Then I probed her 
pussy with one of my fingers, concentrating on her 
clitoris. While hers isn’t as large as mine, it still 
protrudes a little bit and is bigger around than mine. 

After bringing her to a climax with my fingers it was 
time to use my mouth on her, so I eased forward, 
bending over slightly and started to lick her outer 
lips. The feel was quite unique to me. All the other 
pussy’s I’d ever eaten had an abundance of hair around 
them. This was my first hairless pussy and the touch 
was sort of like velvet beneath my tongue. Not even a 
hint of stubble was there, and I guess that made it 
even more exciting. I knew my tongue wouldn’t find 
anything that would be distracting while I ate her out, 
and I began to do that in earnest.

While I sucked on her clit I used my hands to massage 
her butt, probing her ass hole with my fingers, as she 
had done to me. I even stuck a couple of them into her, 
feeling the warmness within her and realizing that she 
was as wet in there as she was in her pussy, and that 
excited me all the more. 

After spending a good deal of time sucking and licking 
her to orgasms while spending a lot of that time on her 
clit, I than moved to the rest of the recess of her 
hole and began to lap at the juices that gushed from 
her. Like me, she produced an abundance of juices and I 
did my best to make sure that I didn’t miss one single 
drop of it. It tasted so good. Then I moved to that 
special spot between her pussy and her ass hole. After 
all, if I liked it, I was sure she would, too.

I wasn’t disappointed, either.

I licked and gently sucked on that tender flesh, never 
removing my fingers from her ass. Then I began to lick 
the crack at the top of her legs and moved back and 
forth for a little while. 

I then removed my fingers from her butt and began 
licking around that brown pucker, thrilling at the 
thought of doing something I’ve never even thought of 
before today. Next I gently licked over that bud, 
marveling at the reaction I got from grandma. She 
arched her hips and moaned quite loudly, so I figured 
I’d done something right.

After sucking and licking and finally sticking my 
tongue into her hole I once again returned to her 
pussy, and gathered all those wonderful juices waiting 
there for me to finish. She didn’t disappoint me, and 
the abundance of flavor there amazed me. She tasted 
just as sweet now as she had when I’d first started 
eating that naked box.

"Ahhhh, God!" She moaned. "I’m CUMMMMING!!" 

With that she bucked so much that I thought she’d throw 
me off of her and off the bed as well. But she soon 
settled down and collapsed.

"You’re one of the best pussy-eaters I’ve ever had, 
dear. Where did you learn all that?"

"To be quite honest, gran, some of it just came to me 
tonight. I’d never thought of the ass part till you did 
it to me, though. That was quite an experience for me 
and I wanted to show you that I’m a quick learner. I 
have had a few female lovers in my relatively short 
life though, and I have to admit that I just love the 
taste of a good pussy."

"Well, I’ll gladly give you passing grades."

With that we both decided that it was too late to 
return to the house and that we’d head that way 
sometime tomorrow.


Part II


The experience at the cabin was still fresh in my mind 
and grandma and I walked back to the main house. We’d 
had a good breakfast and had decided to leave and head 
back around 1 that afternoon. We talked as we walked, 
letting each other know our feelings regarding the 
previous day, as well as what we’d experienced in the 
past.

"I can still remember the day your grandfather 
suggested we let Maxwell join us in the bedroom. 
Needless to say I was stunned! I just couldn’t figure 
what that old man had on his mind when he suggested it. 
We talked about it for about 3 months before he finally 
got Maxwell to join us. Before that he got his hands on 
some porno movies and we sat and watched them for 
hours. He would jack off as we watched or I’d suck him 
dry. We’d fuck like newly weds or just sit there and 
play with each other as we watched. 

"We got Maxwell to stay in the room with us while we 
watched one particular show, and as he sat there on the 
floor I got down there with him and did to him what I 
saw the lady in the video doing. When I saw his bulge I 
could only wonder at the size of Maxwell. Anyway, I 
would get down there, get him on his back, and start 
rubbing his stomach, then grabbing that lump and pumped 
it until he started leaking. 

At first it only seemed to grow a little bit, and the 
feel in my hand told me that there was much more to be 
seen. After about 15 minutes of jacking him the rest he 
finally grew to his full length and the sheer size of 
it stunned me. I mean when Maxwell is hard, I’ll bet 
he’s a good 10 inches long and much bigger around then 
any other prick I’ve ever had, and believe me, I’ve had 
a few huge cocks in my life, including your 
grandfather’s.

"I heard you and grandpa earlier this week."

"I know you did, dear. Your grandfather and I planned 
it that way."

"You did?"

"Yes, we did. I mean, how else were we to get you 
interested if you didn’t know what was going on in the 
first place?"

"So, this is the main reason you got me here with just 
the two of you then?"

"Well, it’s one of the reasons. The other reasons will 
become known to you later. Right now we just wanted to 
take it slow and easy. That was the reason for getting 
you to the cabin yesterday. I’ve wanted to get into 
your panties for a long time and finally found a way to 
do it."

"Well, I’m glad you did. 

"I’ve always had a fantasy of eating out mother’s 
pussy, but never found a way to get to it that would 
embarrass us both or make us feel like we’d done 
something wrong. Since getting together with you 
yesterday, I’ve learned that there are some things I 
can do and not feel guilty about it, and eating your 
pussy is one of them. I want you to know that I had a 
good time yesterday and I even did some things that I 
never thought I’d do, such as eat your ass. To me that 
was always taboo, not that I gave it much thought in 
the first place, but just the thought of actually 
putting my mouth down there seemed to be kind of 
‘dirty’, if you know what I mean?"

"Yes, dear, I know exactly what you mean. When your 
grandfather and I first got married he wanted to fuck 
me in the ass every time we had sex. At first I refused 
to let him. When you get a chance to see his 
‘equipment’ you’ll know why, too. He finally got me to 
try it after about 3 months. 

I had to take it slow and easy for the longest time, 
but he was persistent and we kept on trying. Finally I 
was able to take all of him up my ass, and I’ll tell 
you this, if you think getting a hard cock up your 
pussy is great, just wait till you feel one up your 
ass, especially when you have Maxwell stuck up your 
pussy at the same time. Now that’s really something to 
experience."

By now we were almost to the house, I could see it in 
the distance, still about a mile or so away. I was so 
hot that I could feel my pussy leaking all over my 
pants, and me without one of my tampons to stop the 
flow. One look at grandma and she quickly understood.

We had brought one of the blankets we’d soiled on the 
bed with us. We were planning to wash it and take it 
back later in the week. Right now though, there were 
other uses for that blanket, as grandma spread it out 
on the ground, stripped off her clothing, as I did the 
same, and we both went down on each other again. 

I though I’d drown grandma at first. I was so wet that 
a box of tampons wouldn’t have worked this time. 
Grandma ate me just as she had last night, only this 
time we were both busy eating each other. We were in 
the classic 69 position, savoring the taste of each 
other, and totally enjoying it. I think we stayed in 
that position for about an hour, thoroughly enjoying 
each other and only when we were both completely 
satisfied did we rest for a while before returning to 
the house. 

Even as I write these words the smells and tastes are 
still familiar to me. I only have to think of grandma 
and those senses automatically return. Whereas most 
kids think of their grandmother’s cooking, or their 
clean house, the first thing that comes to my mind is 
her naked pussy and the way it felt, tasted and 
smelled. It’s still quite erotic.


Part III


After the escapade in the pasture with grandma nothing 
much happened for the next few days. We basically 
ignored each other, giving only quick glances to each 
other when we were in the same room. I knew grandpa had 
some sort of idea as to what had happened, because he 
would look at us like as if it were all written on our 
foreheads. I’m also sure that grandma told him the full 
scope of the events between us, and that just excited 
me all the more.

That night I went to bed, determined to get grandpa 
into my bed somehow. I could hardly wait to see that 
cock grandma had described to me. Just the thought of 
finally getting to hold a real cock in my hand had my 
juices flowing already. It was a good thing there was 
already a tampon in my pussy, because I knew I was 
going to need it before this night was over. Just 
laying in that bed, thinking about what I wanted to do 
to my grandfather had me running like a stream after 
the snow thawed in the mountains.

The next thing I remember is that I’m laying in my bed, 
my legs spread wide as I could get them and grandfather 
was eating me out. 

Only thing was, I knew I was dreaming.

This was the same recurring dream I’d had for the past 
2 days.

In it I was asleep in my bed, masturbating by massaging 
my clit, when grandpa entered my room. He was 
completely nude, with the largest cock I’d ever seen 
(and you have to remember, other then pictures, this 
WAS the first cock I’d ever seen!), and it seemed to 
stick up way past his navel, pointing to his chin. That 
thing looked magnificent and I found that I could 
hardly wait to get it in both my mouth and my raging, 
running pussy.

Grandpa got on my bed and lowered his mouth to my 
dripping pussy, jabbing his tongue as far into me as he 
could get it. I just lay there and melted as he stroked 
inside me and sucked up all the juices I could send to 
him.

Next he grabbed my legs and pushed them back until they 
touched my breasts. Next I felt something licking me on 
my ass hole. 

And at that point, I woke up!!

That part was NOT in my dream. 

Looking down my body I indeed found the head of my 
grandpa, between my upraised legs, and I could still 
feel his tongue in my ass hole. Up until then the only 
thing on my ass hole had been grandma’s fingers, so 
this was a totally new experience to me and I began to 
enjoy it. It felt good and I realized that I didn’t 
want him to stop, so I just laid back on my mattress 
and let him continue.

As soon as he finished he got up and sat next to me on 
the bed. For the first time in my life I got to see a 
real cock. I mean A REAL COCK!!!! What grandpa had 
between his legs was simply HUGE!!!

"How in the world does gran even handle that thing?" I 
wondered.

Without even asking I reached to his crotch and wrapped 
my hand around that huge piece of meat. As I did I 
recalled what grandma had told we as we sat on that 
blanket in the pasture.....

"When he’s hard it measures almost 11 inches. You’ll 
notice that he’s uncut, too. That means he still has 
his foreskin attached. Most men are circumcised, 
meaning that that flap of skin had been removed 
surgically, usually at birth. Back in our time though 
most men kept their skin. If you’re like me you’ll 
learn to love that bit of skin. Makes his cock real 
sensitive and easier to cum, if you know how to do it 
right. I’ve learned, over the years, that he loves to 
be sucked on, fucked, and jacked off. Depending on the 
mood he’s in at that time.

"I’ve learned to love it as well. I love the way his 
uncut cock feels in my mouth when I’m sucking him off. 
I love the feel of that skin over his head as it slides 
back and forth while I nibble on it. When I jack him 
off I like to watch it slide up and down over that 
head.

"Go ahead, I know you want to feel it yourself. He 
won’t bite. I promise you. He likes to have pretty 
women hold him."

I quietly laughed to myself, as those thoughts went 
through my mind.

Without hesitation I reached over to grandpa’s lap and 
took his now limp tool into my hand. It felt quite 
heavy at first. Then I pulled it up and really got a 
good look at it. In it’s present state it didn’t look 
too big. In fact, I’d swear that it would never have 
gotten over 6 or 7 inches when it did get hard, but I 
was about to find out just how wrong I was. As I held 
on to it, I could feel it begin to stir, slowing 
growing in my hand as I watched. 

The abundance of skin that at first appeared to be way 
too much for his cock, slowly pulled back as it grew, 
until his cockhead was poking out at the top, with only 
a small amount of the head actually showing. I also 
noticed that there was a small spot of clear liquid 
coming from the hole at the top of that head.

"That’s what called precum," grandma told me. 

I hadn’t even realized she had entered my room, but 
there she was, standing at the foot my bed, also nude.

"What that means," said grandma, "is that he’s excited 
to have someone handling his cock and in no time he’ll 
be ready to be either sucked or fucked. Take your 
pick."

"I think I’d like to suck him first," I answered.

"That is if you don’t mind, grandpa?"

"MIND? Hell, I was hoping you’d want to."

Grandpa leaned back on the bed, his head ending up in 
grandma’s lap as she sat on the foot of my bed, and 
watched as I got started on that cock in front of me.

Having never handled one before I first wanted to 
examine it, see what it looked like, ‘sample the 
wares’, so to speak, and just prepare myself for what I 
was about to do. I pumped it up and down a few times, 
watching the foreskin slide up and down for a few 
moments, amazed that it seemed to work so well. I had 
to laugh to myself. Here I was, a confirmed lesbian (or 
so I thought at the time) and here I had a grown man’s 
uncut cock in my little hand, playing with it like it 
was a toy I’d been trying to get a hold of for years. 

The stiffness of this cock amazed me. How could 
something made of flesh and blood feel so hard to my 
touch? How could something made of flesh and blood feel 
so amazingly strong and inviting to me? I wondered as I 
retained my grip on this piece of manhood, and marveled 
mostly how a woman would be able to take this piece of 
flesh and blood and fit it snuggly into her pussy 
without ripping herself totally to pieces. Surely it 
would hurt like hell the first time it entered there. 
Surely he’d rupture something inside her, due to the 
sheer size of it. How could a small woman of grandma’s 
stature take something that seemed way too big to fit 
her small little snatch? I could only wonder.

Then I leaned over and stuck out my tongue, tasting 
grandpa for the first time. 

As grandma had told me, there was a salty taste at 
first, but as I began to get more of the flavor in my 
mouth, I found that it was rather enjoyable. I realized 
that I was enjoying the taste of grandpa and I began to 
lick and suck on that huge prick of his even more. I 
slid my mouth over the head of his prick and stabbed 
the tip of my tongue into his piss hole, and he moaned 
his pleasure, which made me happy. At least I knew I 
was doing something right.

I finally got him on his back on my bed and then 
lavished his prick with my mouth. I would alternately 
suck his head and then come completely off it, trailing 
my tongue to the base and then begin to lick and suck 
on his balls. Compared to his prick, grandpa’s balls 
were rather small. I was able to get both of them in my 
mouth at the same time, and he seemed to really enjoy 
that as well.

I licked the area just below his balls. Like the 
ticklish area above my butt hole, his was also 
sensitive and I’m sure he enjoyed that as much as I 
did.

By now I’d gotten familiar with both the taste and feel 
of his prick, and I soon realized that I loved sucking 
on him.

"You keep that up, young lady, and I’m going to shoot 
my load right into that hot mouth of yours."

"I think I’d rather have you shoot it all over my tits 
first, grandpa."

"Well get up here on the bed then, and let me get into 
position."

I let him get up, as I took his place.

He straddled me across my stomach, placing his prick 
between my small breasts, jacking off as he did. I 
could tell he was about to unload on me, and the 
thought really had me leaking between my legs, too. He 
would lean forward just enough so that I could reach 
out with my tongue and lick on the head, hoping that 
I’d get some of that load in my mouth, too. After all, 
if that precum tasted so good, could you imagine how 
much I’d like that hot cum in my mouth as well?

After a few minutes grandpa shot his considerably huge, 
hot load all over my tits. I reached down and rubbed as 
much of his cum into my skin that I could. Then I got a 
glob on my fingers and put it in my mouth, wanting to 
savor my first taste of male juices. Delicious, just as 
I’d thought it would be.

I was beginning to like the idea of spending more time 
alone with my grandparents and, if the last two days 
were any indication, I knew we still had a lot to do 
and that they had a lot to show me as well.


Part IV


My little escapade with grandpa really had me going. 

I was lying in my bed, thinking of grandpa shooting his 
hot cum all over my tits, frigging myself at the same 
time. My clit has always been touchy and now that I’d 
finally had the experience of actually jacking off a 
man, handling my first cock, I found that I wanted 
more.

Even my grandmother had made me feel more like a woman 
for the first time in my life. I now felt complete, 
having experienced the joy of cumming without doing it 
to myself. The thoughts of grandma sucking on my 
nipples and my clit, and then sucking out all my juices 
had me ready to experience more.

I finally got up, deciding it was time to soak in the 
tub for a little while. There was still about 2 hours 
before dinner would be ready and I felt that a nice, 
long, hot soak in some hot water would relax me and 
that I’d also be able to enjoy what was coming for 
dessert later in the evening. Grandma had promised me 
that we’d get together with grandpa tonight and that 
I’d finally get to feel what a cock felt like between 
my pussy lips. I shivered at the anticipation of that 
event.

I went into the bathroom and drew a tub of hot water, 
just as hot as I could stand it. I put in one of 
grandma’s Calgon tablets, letting the bubbles build up 
before I settled in. Once the water wrapped around my 
body I could feel the muscles in my back start to 
relax. Yes, I’d been pretty tense the past 2 days, but 
I couldn’t say that it hadn’t been worth it. In fact, 
the past 2 days had been the most exciting I’d had in 
all my 23 years. Heck, if I’d know that being this 
horny, and this satisfied I’d have done it a lot 
earlier in my life. Guess that’s what I get for being 
such a loner all my life.

As I soaked there I eased my hand to my pussy and 
gently rubbed the outer edge of my lips, enjoying the 
feel I got. I was horny again, so I had decided to ease 
that horniness by making myself cum. I slid my fingers 
into my hole and gently caressed my clit, thinking back 
on what had already happened. In no time I was cumming.

It was then that I realized that I wasn’t alone.

"Don’t stop on my part," my grandpa said.

I looked up. 

There he was, standing in the doorway, watching me. I 
never moved my fingers, instead stroking my clit even 
harder.

"How long have you been there?" I asked.

"Only for a couple of minutes, dear. I have asked your 
grandmother where you were and when she told me I knew 
I had to look in on you."

I noticed he was rubbing his crotch as he spoke to me.

"If you’ll come over here, grandpa, I’ll help you with 
that."

It was only a few short steps to the side of the tub, 
and he was there in an instant, opening his pants at 
the same time. By the time he was at the side of the 
tub his pants were on the floor and his cock was 
standing at attention. I took it in my hand, massaging 
it, pulling his foreskin up and down over his pinkish 
head. The way this piece of skin moved over his 
cockhead amazed me. I’d never heard of such a thing as 
‘foreskin’ before, but I had the feeling I’d be 
learning more about it this summer.

I leaned over and took his cock into my mouth, raking 
my tongue over the tip, tasting him once again. I stuck 
my tongue between his head and his skin, savoring the 
slightly tangier taste there. From the way grandpa 
moaned I knew he liked what I was doing. I lowered my 
mouth even further, taking more of his meat into me, 
bobbing my head up and down as I rotated my tongue 
around the inside of his skin.

"You sure you’ve never done this before, dear?" he 
asked.

I pulled off only long enough to answer him, "Yes, sir. 
Never had a chance to do this to anyone, but I do like 
doing it to you."

Once that was said I returned to what I’d been doing. 

As I bobbed on his cock I took more of it into my mouth 
with each downstroke. With him being as large as he was 
I just knew I’d never be able to take it all, but that 
didn’t mean I wasn’t going to try! By the time I’d been 
sucking and licking for about 5 minutes, I found that I 
was almost taking it all. My mouth would get as far as 
my hand, which was wrapped around him, still not down 
to the base, and I figured that that was all I could do 
right now. I mean, I still had the rest of the summer 
to get that particular job done, so why not just enjoy 
what I was doing here. After all, I was not in a rush 
to get it done, was I?

Grandpa tangled his fingers in my hair, pulling me 
closer to his cock as I continued to suck on him. By my 
resistance he could tell that I didn’t want to take too 
much in right now, so his pressure on my head soon 
eased up a little bit and I resumed to suck him till he 
shot his load in my mouth and down my throat. I sucked 
him a little more, making sure I drained him, before 
letting him pull out. He sat on the side of the tub, a 
huge smile on his face.

"You’re almost as good as your grandmother."

"Does she take you all into her mouth?"

"Yes, she does. But, like you, it took her a while to 
get used to the size. By the time we’d been married 2 
months she was a real pro and was able to take all of 
me, down to my balls, with no difficulty at all. I’m 
sure she’ll give you a few pointers if you ask her to."

"I’ll do that."

"Now, get out of there and get dressed. Dinner will be 
ready shortly and I’m sure you don’t want to miss 
what’s going to happen after that."

"I’ll be down in a little while."

"I’ll send your grandmother up and the two of you can 
talk with you get dressed," and with that he left me 
alone, and happy.

I was in my bedroom when grandma came upstairs. 

Once she was in my room she shut the door and sat on 
the bed, patting the mattress, indicating that I was to 
join her there, so I did.

"Did you and your grandfather have a nice time?" she 
asked.

"We did," I told her.

I also told her that I’d sucked him and swallowed his 
whole load.

"How in the world did you ever get used to sucking him, 
and taking all of him in your mouth?" I asked her.

"Believe me, it wasn’t easy. Remember when I told you 
that he wanted to fuck me up my ass?"

I nodded, remembering our earlier conversation.

"Well, he also wanted me to suck him off. I’d never 
done that with him before we got married. Sure, we had 
some heavy petting, with him playing with my pussy and 
my tits, but we never did anything else before getting 
married. We used to talk a lot about what we’d like 
each other to do to us, but that was as far as it went. 
He would tell me that he’d like to get that cock up my 
ass and for me to be able to take all of him into my 
mouth. When I first saw him I just knew that the second 
part would be impossible. You’ve seen him, hell, you’ve 
sucked him off, too. I’m sure you know what I’m talking 
about then.:

Again, I nodded.

"Well, I also told him that I’d love to feel his mouth 
down on me and he promised me that that would be the 
first thing he’d do to me on our honeymoon night. I 
could hardly wait. I almost came right then, with his 
hand rubbing me through my panties. 

"I would let him suck on my nipples while he played 
with my clit, but that was as far as I was willing to 
go at that time. I think he understood. He never 
complained to me about it, so I never thought anything 
else about it."

"I do remember that the first time I got my hands into 
his pants I was surprised to find that he didn’t have 
any hair there, so I asked him about it. He told me 
that his pubic hair always irritated him there and that 
he’d kept it shaved almost all his life. When I found 
that cream I got him to try it and now we both use it 
to keep all our hair from down there. We really like 
the smooth feeling when we’re sucking or licking each 
other."

The whole time we were chatting, grandma was rubbing my 
leg, slowly reaching higher, until she was only inches 
from my outer lips. 

I’d still not completely dressed after getting out of 
the tub. All I had on was the over-sized nightshirt I 
sleep in.

I knew what she wanted so I pulled the shirt over my 
head and got up on the bed, reclining in the middle, 
spreading my legs and inviting her to do what she 
wanted.

Didn’t have to wait long, either. 

She grabbed my ankles and pulled me towards the foot of 
the bed, then got up and positioned herself so that her 
pussy was directly over my face, with her face pointing 
directly towards mine. She lowered herself and I think 
we both inserted our tongues into each other at the 
same time.

I’ve got to admit, the smoothness of grandma’s lips was 
arousing, as well as sensual. I liked the feeling of 
not having to encounter any hair, pulling it out of the 
way so that none would get in my mouth. Yes, I was 
going to like this very much and had already decided 
that the next time I got in that tub I was going to use 
her cream and get rid of all my pubic hair as well. I 
kept myself trimmed short, so getting any loose hairs 
in her mouth wasn’t going to be a problem at all.

I reached around her hips and smoothed my palms against 
her smooth skin, as I probed her pussy, sucking her 
juices into my mouth. My fingers would probe her 
asshole as well, gently pushing one or two of them into 
her, getting moans with each invasion. 

She was doing the same thing to me as well. I think 
we’d both realized how to please each other, by 
mimicking what we were doing to each other, and the 
pleasures were continuing to overpower me. I was still 
amazed at just how excited I was getting to have her 
mouth doing its business on me. The thoughts of my own 
grandmother eating out my pussy was more thrilling than 
I’d have thought it would’ve been.

Then again, I’d never even considered eating out my own 
grandmother, much less actually doing it!

Slowly I pulled my tongue out of her and started to 
lightly lick around the edges of her lips, only 
touching them when there was enough juice gathered 
there to suck it off. I pulled her down towards my 
tits, sliding my tongue to that area between her pussy 
and her ass hole, licking her there. Finally I got to 
her brown hole and stuck my tongue in. Even though I 
wasn’t able to get it too far inside her, the feeling 
was nice and I’m sure she enjoyed it as well. She sure 
ground her ass into my chest every time I would lash 
that nether region with my tongue.

Grandma pushed her arms between my legs, spreading them 
even further apart and pulled them back towards my 
tits, seemingly splitting me apart. In this fashion she 
was able to reach to my asshole and do the same thing 
to me.

I think we were both in heaven at that point.

"If you girls are done it there, I’m starving out 
here!" Grandpa yelled.

We pulled apart, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at 
each other, and laughed.


Part V


As we sat around the table, eating the wonderful meal 
grandma had prepared for us, I finally got up the nerve 
to ask the question I’d been wanting to.

"Why can't Maxwell speak?" I asked.

My grandparents looked at each other and nodded.

"Well," grandma started, "when he was younger he used 
to go to one of the neighbors to play with their kids. 
He’d been doing that for years and everyone had a good 
time when he was there. About a year ago something 
terrible happened. We don’t really like to talk about 
it too much," and she stopped and looked at Maxwell as 
he ate his dinner, "but it is something we figured 
you’d ask about. We sat down before bringing you here 
for the summer and we both decided that if you asked we 
would tell you.

"Maxwell was playing in the neighbor's yard when 
someone drove up, pulled a gun and grabbed the oldest 
boy there. Maxwell tried to help and went after them. 
The man, who we later found out was the boy’s real 
father, pointed his gun at Maxwell and told him not to 
move. Well, Maxwell was always hardheaded, so he 
ignored the order and went after him. For all his 
caring and concern Maxwell was shot. The bullet went 
into his throat and as a result most of it had to be 
surgically rebuilt. As a result Maxwell's not even able 
to make a whimper.

"Needless to say, we were devastated, but we were also 
happy to know that the wound wasn’t serious enough that 
it would kill him. Took 2 years and 5 surgeries to get 
him better and we’re so happy to still have him with 
us."

"How does he communicate with you then?" I asked

"We have our ways, dear," was all grandma would say on 
the subject, so I let it drop.

I felt something on my leg, under the table. I looked 
and found grandpa’s foot rubbing my lower leg. I had to 
admit that it felt good there, so I moved my chair 
closer to him and soon he had his hand on my thigh, 
stroking it quite sensually. 

Grandma moved her chair closer to me and she began to 
rub the other leg, and it was then that I knew they’d 
planned the whole thing. This was coming from both 
directions and I would soon learn to understand their 
‘signs’ as well, particularly in the art of seduction. 

I had to admit, this was going to be one hell of a 
summer vacation!


Part VI


I went to bed that night feeling so much better about 
things. 

My grandparents and I were closer than we’d ever been 
and I was learning so much about sex and my own 
sexuality. I’d have never thought I could be so horny, 
and it seemed like I was like that all the time. I 
found that I had to restrain myself to keep from 
jumping on either of my grandparents and having sex 
with them.

Maxwell was another subject though. I didn’t know how I 
felt about him.

He would sit on the other side of the room, no matter 
which room we were in, and just stare at me. Other than 
that he’d ignore me. I’d try to talk to him, try to 
coax him to sit next to me, but whenever I would move 
close to him, he’d simply leave the room. 
I began to wonder if I was doing something wrong.

"Why doesn’t Maxwell like me, grandma?" I asked her one 
day.

"It’s not that he doesn’t like you, dear, but it just 
takes him longer to get use to new people. You have to 
realize, other then me and your grandfather, Maxwell 
has led a rather sheltered life and his experiences 
haven’t exactly been pleasant ones."

I’d never thought of that.

"It took him almost 2 years to let even me and your 
grandfather to get his trust again, but we didn’t give 
up and I’m asking you not to give up, either. He has to 
know that you’re as much a part of this family as he 
is."

"Ok, grandma. I’ll keep trying to get him to know me 
better and I’ll try to be patient with him, too."

"That’s all anyone can ask for."

That night, after getting my shower and turning in, I 
had the weirdest dream.

I was laying in my bed after just helping clean up the 
kitchen. 

I must’ve fallen asleep. 

How long I lay there I don’t know, but I felt a 
presence between my legs and slowly opened my eyes and 
looked to the foot of the bed. What I saw there 
completely surprised me.

There was Maxwell’s head and he was gently licking at 
my exposed pussy, still dripping the remaining juices 
that grandpa had left in me. There was already a wet 
spot under my butt, so I knew I’d probably leaked most 
of his semen onto the sheets. I just laid there like I 
was still sleeping and let him do what he wanted.

In a few minutes I felt him push his tongue deep inside 
me. I’d never known that someone could have a tongue 
that long! It felt as though he was licking the opening 
to my uterus. I enjoyed it immensely, too.

His nose was rubbing against my clit as he continued to 
lick me out, sucking up all the juices still in there. 
His whiskers reminded me of grandpa’s mustache and the 
first time he’d licked my pussy. It kind of tickled, 
but it felt too good to stop him, too.

Pulling his tongue out of my hole he licked my lips, 
licking the remaining dried cum from the outside of my 
pussy, causing more juices to come running out of me. 
He started to lick them up as well and in no time I’d 
cum all over his face. 

He looked at me for the first time and I could swear 
that I saw a smile on his face!

I pulled my legs back, exposing my asshole and he 
proceeded to lick me there as well, again causing 
feelings of desire and wanting to feel a hard dick 
inside me. I let him lick me until I can two more 
times.

He backed to the foot of the bed and just looked at me 
and it was then that I finally got a good look at his 
cock. 

To say that his cock reminded me of grandpa’s would be 
an understatement.

His cock head is rather narrow, but as it goes back to 
his loins I could tell that it got thicker and thicker, 
until I was sure I wouldn’t be able to get my hand all 
around it. As much as the thought of sticking that cock 
in my pussy scared me, I knew I wouldn’t rest until all 
of it was buried deep as I could get inside me.

I got up and turned around, getting on my hands and 
knees, and presented my ass for him to gaze at. I 
wasn’t disappointed, either. 

In a few minutes he began to lick all over my cheeks, 
once again probing my asshole with his tongue and 
occasionally licking up the cum leaking from my pussy. 
His tongue would graze over my clit and I’d get chill 
bumps all up and down my spine.

He finally moved up behind me and, with out any 
preparations, drove that lovely cock up into my 
dripping pussy.

I’d never been so stuffed in all my life! It felt like 
someone had stuffed the large end of a baseball bat up 
my pussy!

But you have to remember this, too. I’d never had a 
cock in me at all. The closest I'd come to was a large 
dildo that one of my former lovers had used on me while 
she ate me out.

Maxwell drove into me with all his might. 

Since he wasn't able to make any noise, as he fucked 
me, I couldn't tell if he was enjoying this as much as 
I was, but I sure hoped that he was.

He pounded my pussy and drove that cock into me until I 
felt that it was eventually going to come out my mouth. 
I laid my head on my pillow and enjoyed feeling his 
cock pumping in and out of me, with my own cum was 
dripping from my hole and pooling on the sheets beneath 
me. I dipped my fingers into it and licked them clean. 
I tasted pretty good, too. I did it again and again 
until I was sure that there was nothing left to lick 
up. It reminded me of how grandma had tasted the first 
time I ate her pussy.

I guess I must have closed my eyes at some point, 
because I soon felt an added weight on the bed and when 
I opened them there was grandma, naked and playing with 
her hole as Maxwell continued to fuck me. When she saw 
me looking at her she smiled and moved to the head of 
the bed, wrapping her legs around my head and snuggling 
closer so that I could get a good approach to her 
pussy.

"Eat me, dear, " was all she said.

Heck, I would’ve done it without her asking me to.

She pulled her hairless lips apart, showing me the 
pinkness inside, inviting me to dive right in, which is 
just what I did.

But, I didn’t just stick my tongue into her. I licked 
all around the outside of those smooth lips, savoring 
the smoothness of her skin under my caress. I couldn’t 
wait to get all the hair off my pussy and see how good 
it felt with her eating me out without all that hair 
getting in the way. Slowly, I pushed into her, licking 
all along her inner lips, sucking up her flow slowly, 
wanting to make it last as long as I could. 

She began to moan and pushed her open pussy harder up 
to my mouth.

I found her clit and focused on it for a while. It had 
finally escaped it’s hood and was simply staring up at 
me, begging for attention. I gently pulled my tongue 
over the head and that got a deeper moan out of 
grandma, so I knew I was doing something right. After a 
few minutes I began to lick harder, pulling on it 
slightly, until it was completely in my mouth and I was 
sucking on it as I’d sucked on grandpa’s cock. I 
continued to rub it with the tip of my tongue and her 
juices were slowly beginning to fill my mouth. And I 
thought I had a heavy flow when I came! Not nearly as 
much as grandma appeared to have. It was like taking a 
mouthful of grandpa’s cum. The more I suck and 
swallowed it seemed like the more she produced, so I 
continued to suck and swallow until she finally pulled 
back in exhaustion.

In the meantime, Maxwell had continued to fuck me and 
he finally tensed up, letting me know that he was about 
ready to shoot his load, but I didn’t want that first 
load in my pussy, I wanted it in my mouth. With that in 
mind, I pulled away from him, listening as there was a 
slight ‘pop’ as his cock came out of me and, like a 
busted dam, the rest of my juices flowed out of me.

"Can’t let all that go to waste now, can we?" asked 
grandma. And with that she got between my legs and went 
to work sucking me out.

I turned my attention to that wonderful cock that had 
just recently filled me to capacity and without any 
hesitation whatsoever I took it into my mouth and tried 
to get as much in there as I could. Unlike grandpa’s 
cock, which was thick from head to root, Maxwell’s size 
allowed me to take much more of him into my mouth, and 
I did just that. He just kind of ‘slid’ into my mouth 
and throat without any difficulty at all, which totally 
amazed me. I thought it would take a while to get used 
to the feel, but either I’d gotten quite good at just 
sucking grandpa or I wasn’t imagining this at all.

I wrapped my fingers around his cock, where it was 
still outside my mouth, and pulled it out. I wanted to 
see just how much of that cock I’d managed to swallow. 
To my surprise I found that I’d taken in much more of 
Maxwell than I had of grandpa, and on the first time, 
too! I quickly gobbled it back up and started to suck 
like a demon. I wanted to taste his spunk for the first 
time, to compare it’s taste to the taste of grandpa. I 
wanted to see if he shot as big a load as grandpa, too. 
To say that I was surprised would be a huge 
understatement!

When Maxwell began to spew his cum into my mouth I 
started to gag. Then I pushed my mouth further onto his 
cock and his cum seemed like it was jetting past my 
tongue and directly into my stomach and it was much 
easier to take this way. Once his head has passed my 
gag reflex I found that I could take more than I 
thought I could. With his cock buried deep in my throat 
I just let him shoot his cum until he was finished, and 
as soon as that happened I allowed him to pull out. Boy 
was I in for another surprise.

As I lay there, savoring what had landed on my tongue, 
he shot another huge load that landed on my face and 
trailed down to my titties. I rubbed the hot cum into 
each tit, enjoying the warmth and then licked the 
residue from my fingers.

Grandma had finished licking and sucking up my cum and 
was sitting on the edge of the bed watching as I 
finished licking my fingers.

"Satisfied?"

"Yes," was all I could say, as I fell back onto the 
bed, completely drained. If I thought I was tired after 
grandpa, I was exhausted from both Maxwell and grandma!

"I’ll get you get some sleep, dear," grandma told me, 
as she got off the bed.

After that I don’t remember anything else until I 
finally got up in the morning and met my grandparents 
at the breakfast table.


Part VII


"What have you got planned for today, dear," grandma 
asked me as she stood at the sink, washing the 
breakfast dishes.

"I'm not sure. I thought I'd walk around for a while 
and see what you got out there," I just waved my arm in 
the general direction of the outside. 

"Well, just be careful out there," grandpa told me. "We 
still have some wild game out there, but not as much as 
there use to be. I think I heard a wolf about a month 
ago, but not a peep since then. Still, you never know."

"If you'd feel better, I could take that old rifle with 
me," I told him. 

"You know, just in case."

"You do that and I'll feel even worse! What if 
something did happen and you ended up shooting yourself 
in the foot, or worse? No, thanks. I think you'll be ok 
without it."

At that I just laughed a little bit and then went 
upstairs to my room, to change into something that 
would be better worn outside. Right now all I had on 
was my nightie and while I knew no one else was around 
here, that this was not the outfit to wear out there. I 
changed into my well-worn, favorite pair, of blue jeans 
and a short-sleeved denim shirt, out on my hiking boots 
and went back downstairs.

"Is that all you're wearing," grandma asked.

"Well, it's not like it's below freezing out there," I 
told her. "It's nice and warm out there but I do want 
something that won't keep me too warm but still offer a 
bit of protection as I walk through the woods. Not to 
mention keeping all those briars off my skin as well."

"Ok, dear. Got any idea of how long you'll be?"

"I really hadn't thought about it, grandma. I just want 
to walk a while and think about all the things that 
have happened this week, get my head straight and just 
generally be alone for a little while. That's all."

"Ok. But like your grandfather already told you, be 
careful out there."

"I will," I answered, as I crossed the kitchen and went 
out the back door.

The sun felt good on my skin, it was warm and nice out 
here. It's wasn't quite noon, so the sun wasn't too 
high in the sky just yet. 

I looked around for a little while, trying to decide 
which direction to start in and before I realized what 
was happening, or where I was going, I found myself 
headed in the opposite direction of the cabin. I'd 
already seen what was over there so now I wanted to see 
what was elsewhere on this huge place. If I remembered 
correctly my grandparents had well over 1,000 acres 
here, with most of it wooded, with more than a couple 
of small creeks running through it. 

I can remember when I was smaller that the water in 
those creeks was so cold and clear that I could drink 
right from them without any thoughts of getting sick. I 
don't think I could do that today though. Too much had 
happened in the intervening years that had changed all 
that. I don't think I really wanted to risk it anyway. 
I knew where the natural springs were on the land so it 
wasn't like I'd get too thirsty out here.

After about an hour I saw what looked like a small 
meadow, just beyond the tree line, and headed in that 
direction. When I got out of the trees I found that the 
grass there was short and, in some areas, the ground 
was exposed and quite flat. I decided to lay down for a 
little bit and just relax and enjoy the feeling of 
being out in the open.

As I lay there my thoughts went back to the events 
earlier in the week, with both my grandparents. Those 
thoughts made me horny all over again and in no time I 
let my hand drift to the zipper of my pants, drawing it 
down and then sliding my hand inside my panties, 
rubbing the outside of my pussy one I got to the vee of 
my legs. It felt good and in only a short time I could 
feel my leakage wetting my panties. 

I decide to get out of my pants then, and just play 
with myself until I had a good, long cum. I rolled up 
my pants and used them as a pillow, placing it under 
the back of my head and I had to admit, it felt much 
better then just lying there on the hard ground. 

I reached to my outer lips and pulled them apart with 
one hand, while rubbing my clit with the other one. On 
occasion I'd stick one or two fingers inside me and 
think of how good it had felt to have grandpa sinking 
that hard, uncut cock into me. It had felt good and I 
know I was looking forward to fucking him again, 
probably as soon as I got back to the house. 

I just stayed that way for the longest time, enjoying 
the feeling of bringing a release to myself.

I didn't even know I had company until I felt a 
familiar tongue lick across my face.

Startled, I immediately sat up and found Maxwell right 
beside me. I'd had no idea he'd even followed me from 
the house. Guess when you can't speak you learn to use 
your silence in your favor, which he'd apparently done.

"Don't you ever scare me like that again, Maxwell!" I 
scolded him.

Immediately I could see the hurt in his eyes and I 
apologized, hugging him close to me.

He laid beside me and we both just enjoyed the company.

Then I saw him stir and he got up and went down between 
my legs, licking his heavenly tongue all over the 
outside of my pussy, causing me to moan out loud.

"Guess you're trying to tell me you're horny, right?"

He never even stopped.

In a few minutes he was driving that lovely tongue deep 
inside me, drinking up all the juices I could flood his 
mouth with. He'd pull that talented appendage out and 
lick all over my lower abdomen and then move up until 
he was licking and then sucking on my titties, taking 
my hard nipples into his mouth and massaging them with 
his tongue. 

Every now and then he'd gently bite my nipples, causing 
not pain, but immense pleasure, making me cum more and 
more. It wasn't long before I knew that my leakage had 
not only soaked into the ground, but was now causing a 
small puddle to appear from the over abundance of 
leakage. I could feel my butt laying in it as I moved 
around to the rhythms of his licking and sucking.

It wasn't long before I realized that he had a huge 
erection that was begging for attention, so I reached 
towards him, grabbed his legs, and pulled him around so 
that his lovely, long, cock was now over my face, just 
waiting for me to work on it. 

Which is exactly what I did next.

As he continued to use his mouth on me, I began to lick 
his cock, from the tip of his head to the base of his 
balls, savoring the taste.

While I loved sucking grandpa off, Maxwell had a taste 
all his own. It's kind of hard to explain though. While 
grandpa's has a kind of salty taste to it, Maxwell's 
was more tangy. I couldn't really place anything in my 
mind to that taste, but I do know that I like it very 
much and just wanted to lay there and lick and suck on 
him for a long time.

It wasn't long before I felt him try to drive his cock 
deep into my throat, so I quit licking and took him 
into my mouth, eliciting a series of shivers to over 
take him as I did. I could tell from his reaction that 
he was enjoying this as much as I was, and man was I 
ever enjoying this!

I sucked his cock right down my throat, enjoying the 
feeling of every bump and vein that ran under my tongue 
as I did. I was moving my head back and forth, as much 
as I could while laying on my back, that is, and loved 
the feeling of him going deeper and deeper into my 
throat. In no time I felt his balls slapping against my 
nose and I knew that there was no use trying to get 
more into me, because that was going to be impossible. 
So I concentrated on sucking, wanting to feel his hot 
cum blast into my mouth and down into my belly.

In the meantime Maxwell was doing his best to bury his 
tongue as far into me as he could. He concentrated on 
my clit for the longest time, causing me to just gush 
juices into his mouth, which he greedily swallowed and 
seemed to beg me for more.

After what seemed like an eternity, Maxwell pulled his 
cock out of my mouth and then moved to his favorite 
position, getting ready to fuck me. 

I knew what he wanted and got on my hands and knees, 
pushing my butt in the air so that he could get in 
position and drive his rigid member into me as deep as 
he could, and that's just what he did.

To tell you that the feeling was one of total pleasure, 
would be just a waste of my breath. Anyway, I was so 
busy letting him pump into me that I barely had time to 
breath myself. If nothing else, Maxwell is a great 
lover and it seems like he never tires. It's also like 
he's got an endless supply of cum, which he just loves 
to empty into me. I'd already taken one huge down my 
throat and now here he was again, about to shoot 
another huge load into my pussy, just where I wanted it 
the most. 

I could actually feel the head of his cock pressing 
into my uterus as he pumped into me and I was just sure 
that one day I'd end up feeling it coming up my throat 
and out of my mouth, where I'd be able to see him shoot 
his huge load, even if it would be wasted on the ground 
in front of me.

When I felt that he was ready to shoot I put my hand 
down there, trying to keep as much of his load in me as 
I could, but deep inside I knew it was useless. His 
load was always so big that there was no way in hell I 
was gone to keep it all inside me, so I just ended up 
catching the overflow in the palm of my hand and then 
brought that to my mouth and ate what was there. I'd do 
that over and over until, finally, he finished and 
pulled out with a plop, causing the rest of his seed to 
spill out and onto the ground.

As soon as he was done I turned around and took that 
now shrinking cock into my mouth and sucked the rest of 
his cum into my mouth and greedily swallowed it, every 
drop.

"Maxwell," I told him, "you're one horny dude, aren't 
you?"

All he did was look at me and then turned over and went 
to sleep.

"Typical male," I laughed, and then joined him there 
and went to sleep myself. After all, I was as exhausted 
as he was.

***

Meanwhile, back at the house...

Annie and Tom had decided to stop by and see how their 
'little girl' was doing.

Needless to say, they were informed that all was well 
and they had nothing to worry about.

They sat in the living room for a while, chatting about 
their adventures with me and telling 'tales'. Janet got 
up and went into the kitchen to get them all something 
to drink. When she got back the others stood up and 
stretched a bit.

"Well, don't just stand there, give us a kiss and hug," 
Janet said.

With that said Tom and Annie went to each of the older 
adults and gave them a kiss.

Tom to John.

Annie to Janet.

As they stood there, toe-to-toe, John reached down and 
took Tom's hard cock in his hand, massaging it through 
his pants.

"Are you that glad to see me, son?" he asked.

In response, Tom got to his knees, unzipped his 
father's pants, and pulled out his uncut cock, taking 
it into his mouth and sucking all that excess skin into 
his mouth. He continued to suck as he manipulated his 
father's balls, cradling them in his hands. He pulled 
his mouth off the cock and licked down to the low-
hanging balls, sucking each one into his mouth, one at 
a time. 

When he was done with that he returned to licking and 
nibbling on the stalk, caressing the spot just below 
his father's balls, and pushing him back until the back 
of his legs hit the couch, causing him to abruptly sit 
down, thus giving him easier access to his target. 

Once John was sitting down his son pulled him forward, 
until he was sitting on the edge of the cushion, and 
then pushed his father's upper body back on the couch, 
and then he lifted up his legs, allowing him easier 
access to the area just below the balls, where he 
licked and nibbled, causing John to moan with pleasure. 
Then he stabbed two of his fingers into the John's 
asshole, enjoying the feeling of the tightness around 
his digits. He started to work them in and out of the 
tight hole, all the time continuing his tonguing of 
both balls and cock.

While Tom worked on his balls, John jacked himself off. 
Right now the only thought in his mind was releasing 
his hot load. It didn't matter where it landed, as long 
as he got the release he was looking for. When Tom saw 
what he was doing his attention returned to the hard 
cock and once again engulfed it with his mouth, driving 
his tongue between the flaring, purple head and the 
excess skin still covering it. 

He loved the feeling of all that extra skin in his 
mouth and never got tired of sucking on it. He would 
lick and suck on that extra skin, feeling it slide not 
quite down the back of his tongue, almost but not quite 
engaging his gag reflex. Over the years he could still 
not control that reflex and at times it bothered him, 
but right now he wasn't even thinking about it at all. 
He was more concerned with getting his father to shoot 
that hot load right into his mouth, where he could 
taste it and then swallow it.

It wasn't long before he got his reward as his father 
began to shake and quiver, a sure sign that he was 
about to shoot his load.

"Good, Tom. Suck that cum right out of those old 
balls," his father encouraged him.

"HERE IT COMES!!"

And with that he felt the first jet explode against the 
back of his throat, again his gag reflex kicked in. He 
soon overcame that and began to swallow as load after 
load was shot into his mouth and he swallowed each jet 
and eagerly waited for the next one. When they were 
done the younger man sat back on the floor, licking his 
lips, savoring the taste of his father's cum.

"Looks like you need some release now, son." his father 
told him. 

Across the room, both women had hands in the panties of 
each other, still kissing. 

"Ladies," the younger man said, "Why don't we take this 
where we'll all be more comfortable?" 

Each adult paired with another and soon ended up in 
separate bedrooms, enjoying the feeling of either 
sucking cock or eating pussy. 

The two men ended up in the spare bedroom while the two 
women went to the master bedroom, where they each 
continued what had started in the living room. 

Turns out that the two men had had a thing going when 
Tom was younger. He'd even fucked his own mother on 
occasion, so all this was nothing new to him. 

Annie and Janet went right to the bed and assumed the 
'69' position, Annie on the bottom and Janet on the 
top. Each one loved the taste of pussy, even though 
most of this was new to my Annie. Not that Annie was a 
'virgin' with another woman. She'd once had a lesbian 
'fling' in her junior and senior years in college. 

Tom had told Annie about his 'relationship' to his 
parents before they had gotten married and while 
somewhat shocked by his revelation, she wanted to know 
more. She asked him to introduce her to his parents, 
which he gladly did, and in slightly less than two 
weeks, she was in bed with her future mother-in-law, in 
a lesbian relationship that would last a long time. Tom 
was happy to see that his wife and his parents got 
along so well.

After the men were done with each other they met in the 
master bedroom and joined in as one large group. 

Annie would fuck John and suck her husband, while Tom 
sucked Janet. Janet would then fuck Tom while he sucked 
John and then they'd all change up again and go at it 
again. 

Once all that was done it was time for John and Tom to 
fuck Annie, one in her pussy and one in her ass. In the 
meantime, while all that went on, Annie laid on the bed 
and feasted on Janet's pussy, which was planted 
directly over her face. She loved to feel both her men 
deep inside her and gyrated frantically as they both 
drove deep into her. 

While she was being royally fucked Janet had positioned 
herself right over her daughter-in-law's face and 
gently lowered herself until her pussy was stabbed with 
a tongue, at which point she moaned and let herself 
escape in the feeling of having another woman eat her 
pussy. Annie also kept her pussy shaved and she really 
enjoyed licking and sucking on another hairless pussy. 

She sucked on Janet's outer lips and rotated her tongue 
around and around the older woman's clit, eliciting 
more moans and groans, causing Janet to push her pussy 
harder into Annie's face, wanting to feel her tongue as 
deep in her as she could get it. Annie would also reach 
to her own pussy and manipulate her clit as both men 
fucked her, causing her juices to flow steadily as they 
did and soon the sheets beneath her were soaked with a 
combination of her juices, as well as the overflow from 
both John and Tom.

When the men had finished with Annie, Janet got between 
her legs and sucked all the deposited juices from both 
of them, eating out not only her pussy but also her 
asshole, swallowing as much of the cum as she could get 
out. Once she was finished there she then sucked and 
licked clean both cocks and then they all waited for a 
while, getting some rest. Janet would be next to get 
both cocks into her at the same time.

The orgy lasted all day. 

***

Back in the meadow Maxell and I were at it again, for 
the third time. Maxwell had his huge cock up my pussy, 
pumping away again while I enjoyed every thrust and 
eagerly bounced back to accept him into me.

I knew I was really going to enjoy this summer vacation 
and that more, much, much, more was to cum.

***

Again, back at the house, Janet was busy making a phone 
call.


Part VIII


I was still in the fields when I heard someone calling 
to me. At first I couldn't tell just where the sound 
was coming from, as it seemed to echo against all those 
trees, confusing me even more.

After a few minutes of searching I decided to just 
stand still and see what would happen. Sure enough the 
sounds seemed to focus in clarity and in a little while 
I was able to see the figure headed in my direction. As 
he got closer I recognized who he was.

This was Danny, my grandparent's stable boy.

We're about the same age, with me being only 3 months 
older than him. We had spent a lot of our youth hanging 
out with each other and exploring the land around the 
house. We even had our 'secret place', where only we 
were allowed. We'd never even told the grownups about 
it. It was to be just our secret and we spent many of 
hours there, just the two of us.

As he got closer to me I could see that Danny didn't 
have his shirt on, which was usually the case in the 
summertime. He said that he loved to feel the heat 
against his body, and man what a body he'd managed to 
develop since the last time I'd seen him. He seemed to 
have muscles in places that I didn't think they would 
develop. I knew he was a weight-lifter and had even 
entered a couple of strongman contests in years past. I 
think his best showing had been runner-up in the state 
finals about 4 years ago. 

Now I was at an age where I could really appreciate the 
way he looked. And I don't mean just his body. He was 
also one of the handsomest men I've ever met, not to 
mention one of the sexiest looking, too.

"Well, Debra," he said once he'd caught up with me, 
"nice to see how well you've developed over the years."

Until he'd mentioned it, I'd completely forgotten that 
I was standing there without my top on, either. I 
didn't even bother to try and cover myself. Besides, it 
was way too late for that. I'd gotten use to it being 
just me and Maxwell out here in the open areas of the 
place, so I'd decided to get more sun on this pale body 
of mine.

I looked around and noticed that Maxwell wasn't to be 
seen anywhere.

"If you're looking for Maxwell," Danny told me, "he 
passed me back a ways. Looked like he was headed for 
the house, too."

That explained why I couldn't find him.

Once we were together Danny and I gave each other a hug 
and a peck on the cheek. Like I said, we'd practically 
grown up together and we treated each other like 
brother and sister. I don't think anything even 
remotely sexual had ever entered our minds.

Up until now, that is.

As he stood in front of me I could tell that he'd 
developed into a well-proportioned young man, and that 
growing bulge in his shorts was only a preview of what 
was to come later. I had to admit, if he was as big as 
he looked, I was going to enjoy it very much.

Without waiting for him to make a move, I made mine.

I jumped into his arms and gave him a kiss like I'd 
never done before. I forced my tongue past his teeth 
and explored his mouth, savoring the taste of him. In 
only a few minutes, after recovering from my 'attack' 
on him, Danny was doing the same, as our tongues danced 
in each others mouths.

His hands found my breasts and began to knead them, 
pinching my nipples until they hurt with the pain, 
which radiated to my loins, making my juices begin to 
flow. Good thing I wasn't wearing my panties that day, 
just my cutoff shorts, and those were exceedingly 
skimpy. In only a few minutes my juices were flowing 
down my things. I grabbed his free hand and positioned 
it at the cutoff of my shorts, letting him know how wet 
I was.

He moved his head down the front of my face, licking on 
my lips and chin and then on to my throat and from 
there down to my nipples, which he slavered with his 
tongue, drooling all over them, nibbling and biting on 
them and causing me to moan in the sheer delight of it 
all. While doing this his hand managed to slip under my 
shorts and his fingers began to probe my wet pussy 
lips, eventually digging a couple of his digits into my 
gash, feeling the continuing wetness that was growing 
there.

In the meantime I was busy exploring his crotch as 
well. I could tell by the bulkiness in my hand that I 
wasn't going to be disappointed once I got a good look 
at this cock. This was going to prove to be the biggest 
cock I'd had so far in my young life. So far the only 
cock to get between my legs belonged to Maxwell. 
Needless to say, I was looking forward to this one very 
much.

We both ended up on the ground, stripping off what 
little bit of clothing we still had on. Only Danny's 
shorts remained and they didn't last much longer.

As soon as I pulled them down one of the biggest cocks 
I'd ever seen practically slapped me in the face as it 
'escaped' its enclosure. Like Grandpa, Danny had an 
abundance of foreskin around his cockhead. It covered a 
huge cockhead that looked as if it would split me in 
two just by trying to get inside of me, but I knew I 
was sure as hell going to try to get it there.

I straddled his legs, sitting just above his knees, and 
bent down to draw my tongue along its length. I stared 
with his balls, rolling them around in my mouth one at 
a time, enjoying my first taste of him. After that I 
began my oral delight as I licked up his entire stalk 
and stopped just short of his cockhead. I wanted to 
save that part for last. I grabbed him in my small 
hands and licked all around this stalk, enjoying the 
strange taste. 

Only then did I begin to suck all that skin into my 
mouth, loving the feel of the slackness of it and it 
was drawn up and over his cockhead and deep into my 
mouth and partially down my throat. Man, I was really 
going to love this cocksucking.

Unlike grandpa, Danny's cock has a silkier feeling to 
it. It's hard to believe that something so hard can 
have such a velvet-like feeling to it. I was truly 
amazed and couldn't get enough of it in my mouth, or 
getting my tongue wrapped around it. I lifted up his 
balls and licked that sensitive place just below them, 
drawing moans from him, letting me know that I was 
doing something right.

For a few minutes I abandoned his cock and started to 
lick up his belly. I drilled my tongue into his belly 
button and them went further up on his body, until I 
eventually reached those nipples of his. Like mine, 
they stood out on his body when he was excited and they 
seemed to get just as hard as mine did when I get 
sexually stimulated. I sucked on each one, nibbling on 
his as he'd done to mine earlier. Again, he moaned, 
letting me know that he was enjoying this very much, 
and so was I. It was nice to know that a man's nipples 
can be just as sensitive as a woman's can be.

I kissed up his chest and planted small kisses on his 
throat, before reaching his mouth again and giving him 
some deep kissing. He returned the kiss with just as 
much passion as I was giving mine.

He pushed me back and said, "Hey, when you gonna finish 
what you started down there?"

Like I had to be asked?

I was already headed back towards that wonderful 
looking cock before he even finished his question.

I wanted to taste that cockhead in my mouth for the 
first time.

I stuck out my tongue and lightly licked over his head, 
feeling the dimple of his pisshole. I closed my mouth 
around the tip of his head and gently sucked on that 
hole, getting my first taste of his precum, saltier 
then that of grandpa, but just as nice.

I lowered my mouth, opening it as far as I could. I was 
determined to get just as much of that cock into my 
mouth as I could. While he is bigger than grandpa, it's 
not by much. I know that if I can take all of grandpa 
into my mouth then I shouldn't have any trouble getting 
all of this one deep inside my mouth, either. I was 
sure as hell going to try anyway.

"Damn, girl! No one's ever been able to do that 
before."

I knew I was doing something right. Made me try all the 
harder to get it all down my throat.

In less than a minute I could feel his cockhead hitting 
that hangy-down thing in the back of my throat. My gag 
reflex kicked in, but I quickly overcame it and 
continued until I felt his pubic hair against my lips, 
letting me know that I'd succeeded in my endeavor. I'd 
just deep-throated his huge cock!

I stayed still just a little bit, allowing my throat to 
get use to this giant instrument and then I started 
bobbing up and down, sucking and licking this wonderful 
cock all at the same time.

I felt his hands on the back of my head, forcing me 
down on his cock, not that I needed any encouragement 
on this one. I was doing this freely and I wasn't going 
to stop until he shot his load right past my tongue and 
taste buds and directly into my throat. Right now I 
didn't really care what he tasted like, I just wanted 
to get him to dump his load and then I planned to suck 
him until he was hard again so that he could fuck that 
tool as deep into my pussy as he could get it.

After what seemed like twenty minutes I got my reward, 
as one shot after another went directly down my throat, 
already past my gag reflex, so that I didn't have to 
worry about it filling my mouth. I continued using my 
mouth on him until he begged me to stop.

"I gotta get some rest there, you little nympho."

All I could do was sit back on my haunches and laugh at 
him.

"I take it you like that?"

"Do I even have to acknowledge that stupid question?"

"Nope."

"Then why did you even ask?"

"Who knows?"

Again, we laughed. The we lay there and snuggled 
against each other for a few minutes. The whole time he 
had his hand on my pussy, plunging three of his huge 
fingers into me, drawing more of my juices with each 
plunge.

Then he got up and positioned himself between my legs, 
pushing my knees back until they touched my nipples, 
opening me like grandpa had earlier in the week. As 
soon as he had me in the position he wanted he 
plastered those loving lips around my pussy and drove 
his tongue as deep into me as he could. My juices 
flowed freely, supplying him with a steady stream, but 
he never stopped sucking, licking and drilling into me. 

His tongue seemed like it had a mind all it's own, as 
it continued to find all the right spots inside me, as 
well as outside my lips, nibbling and sucking on my 
hairless pussy, stroking his hardened tongue against my 
clit, sucking on my clit, causing still more juices to 
flow from me. I don't think any of them got past either 
his tongue or his mouth, either. I felt like I was 
being eaten alive and it was something that was really 
turning me on even more. Not even grandpa had been this 
good!

By the time he finished eating my pussy, I was too 
tired to move and I think I actually blacked out for a 
moment or two.

The next thing I remember is feeling like someone had 
put the thick end of a baseball bat inside me and was 
pushing to get the entire thing into me.

I opened my eyes and there was Danny, driving his cock 
into me.

"Sorry," he said, once he saw me open my eyes.

"I just couldn't wait any longer for you to come 
around," he panted, as he fucked into me.

"That's ok," I replied, equally winded by the banging 
into me. "I was going to fuck you as soon as I could 
anyway."

With each stroke it felt like I was really being 
impaled with a bat. I knew his cock was huge, but I'd 
never expected to feel like this! Each thrust seemed to 
push me open even further and, at one point, I could 
feel his shaft rubbing against my clit, causing shivers 
to erupt all over my body. With the lubrication I was 
providing I knew we'd have no problems with a 'dry 
fuck' happening. It there is one thing about me, my 
pussy just gets wetter with the more excitement I'm 
exposed to.

Danny seemed to have the staying power of Maxwell, as 
we fucked for what seemed like hours. He'd drive into 
me and suck on my nipples at the same time. The 
sensation was nice and I don't think I can ever get 
tired of it.

I figured that the endurance was from the fact that I'd 
sucked him dry when I had him in my mouth, but this 
seemed to not be the case. His hardness never 
diminished and his thrusting never slowed down. I was 
beginning to wonder if he'd ever tire out.

His body had a nice sheen to it, as his sweat dripped 
off his chest and forehead onto my boobs. It felt warm 
on me and I would rub it into my body every time I felt 
a drop hit me.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

"YESSSS!!"

"Ok. I'm gonna pull out and shoot this load all over 
those lovely titties you have."

"Go for it, Danny. Shoot that hot cum all over me!"

"H-E-R-E  I-T  C-O-M-E-S!!"

And he pulled out of me and the first thing I felt was 
that hot 'splat' of his cum hitting the nipple of my 
left boob. Felt almost like I'd been burned! That load 
was followed by another and then another and another, 
until he'd shot at least 8 times on my boobs and belly. 
Each load seemed to be just a huge as the previous one 
and I was beginning to wonder if he was going to drown 
me in his cum. Not that I would have minded! I used 
both hands and rubbed as much of those loads as I could 
into my skin. I wanted to bathe in it and it seemed 
that that was just what I was doing, too.

After his last shot he collapsed on top of me and I let 
him lay there for a few minutes, until I finally pushed 
him off me and heard that huge, black cock being pulled 
from my pussy.

Man, was I totally wasted!


Part IX


When I woke up, probably a couple of hours later, it 
was somewhat darker and the sky was cloudier, too. 
There was a 'freshness' in the air that could only mean 
it was raining somewhere. I reached to Danny and woke 
him, letting him know that we had to find some shelter. 

"Looks like the rain will be here soon," he said. 
"Guess the only thing to do is head to the hunting 
cabin and wait for it to let up, then we can head back 
to the main house."

I agreed with him and got up and dressed. In a few 
minutes we were headed in the direction of the cabin, 
with the rain getting closer. 

By the time we finally got there the rain had already 
started, just a light sprinkle, but we both knew it was 
only a prelude of what was to come. The thunder had 
gotten louder and the lightning was brighter, 
indicating to us that it, too, was getting closer.

We went inside and quickly removed our wet clothing, 
looking for something to dry ourselves on and possible 
some dry clothing as well.

"At least your grandparents keep this place well 
stocked," Danny shouted from the other end of the 
cabin. "The fridge is full and there's plenty of water, 
so we'll not go hungry tonight."

"Yeah, I know," I answered. "I guess my grandparents 
will figure out that I've gotten to the cabin and will 
be here for at least the rest of the night. Too bad 
that there's not a phone here."

"I know what you mean. I even left my cell phone at the 
barn, in my quarters."

"I'm sure we can find something to eat, as well as 
something to keep us occupied tonight," he said with a 
large smile on his face.

"Are you thinking the same thing I am?"

"Possibly," he answered.

"Then what are we waiting for?" and with that I started 
to get out of the wet clothing and went right to him, 
helped him remove his wet clothing, too, and the 
proceeded to suck on his already hardening cock, as I 
slowly sank to my knees.

Guess I was born to be a cock sucker. I found that I 
really enjoyed the silkiness of that hard member in my 
mouth, running my tongue up and down it's length and 
sucking the head deep into my throat. Too bad he was 
without the foreskin that I loved so much on my 
grandfather. That would've really excited me to no end. 
But hey, I wasn't about to be disappointed. I quickly 
got his hard rod into my throat and bobbed up and down, 
feeling that hardness slide against my tonsils. I felt 
like I could do this 'all-day-sucker' and never get 
tired of it.

By the time we finally heard the noise at the door, 
Danny had suck that prick into my pussy several times, 
shooting at least 3 loads deep inside me.

We just stared at each other, wondering who it could be 
at the door, but I already had an idea of who it might 
be.

I wasn't disappointed, either.

It was Maxwell. Soaked to the bone and shivering from 
the cold.

We quickly got him into the cabin and ht him warm and 
dry.

"I didn't want to say anything earlier," Danny told me, 
"but I saw the two of you earlier. Looked like you both 
had a good time out there."

"Believe me, we did."

"Want to try a threesome?"

At first I was flabbergasted.

"What?"

"A threesome. You know, you and me and Maxwell, all at 
the same time."

"You sure?"

"Wouldn't have brought it up if I wasn't."

I had to laugh at that one. Of course he was 
interested. I think all males have a fantasy of doing 
someone with another man, both watching and 
participating as well.

"Sure, if you're 'up' to it, that is." And again I had 
to laugh.

"Just take a look and tell me what you think," and he 
pointed to his already growing cock. "Not to mention 
that Maxwell looks like he could go another round as 
well."

Sure enough, Maxwell was sporting another hard cock as 
well.

Without waiting for anyone to make the first move, 
Danny went over to Maxwell, got on his knees, and took 
the full length of Maxwell down his throat!

I'd never seen two males go at it with each other, and 
this was a big surprise to me, but as I watched Danny 
continued to use his mouth on Maxwell, taking his hard 
cock deep into his throat, much like I'd done to Danny 
earlier in the day. I sat on the floor, crossed my legs 
and watched. I also began to finger my clit as I 
watched. To say that I was excited would be an 
understatement. I was steadily pouring my juices onto 
the floor and that made it a lot easier to get my 
finger into myself, stimulating my clit until I was 
almost giddy with excitement.

WOW!

And Maxwell was enjoying Danny as well. His tongue was 
wrapped around that big, black cock, sucking and 
licking as much as Danny was to him. I could tell that 
both were enjoying themselves and all I could do was 
sit there and watch the action.

***

A telephone conversation was ending.

"Are you sure you can get here tonight?"

"Sure, ma. I'll be there in about 3 hours. The 
traffic's light this time of the day so it should be no 
problem at all."

"Well, your brother and sister-in-law are here, and 
we'd really like to have a 'family get-together', if 
you know what I mean."

"I know, ma. I'd love to, too. Been a long time since I 
had my brother's cock in my mouth and I'd really love 
to taste his wife, too."

"We're all looking forward to it, too. Their daughter's 
here, too. Right now she's probably at the hunting 
cabin, since it's raining like cats and dogs here. At 
least we're hoping she thought to go there. She left 
here shortly after breakfast to take a walk around the 
property, and I'm sure the rain caught her."

"She'll be ok, ma."

"I know she will. At least with her gone for the 
evening the five of us can be 'together' for some fun 
time. We'll add her to the group when she does get 
back."

"Is Maxwell doing ok?"

"He's his usual self, dear."

"Good, I want a piece of that cock, too."

"Ok. Be careful on the road with all this rain and 
we'll see you soon."

"Be there as soon as I can. Bye."

"Bye"

Janet went back to the living room, where the other 
three were all seated on the floor, completely 
undressed and waiting for her to get back.

"Well, Jean's on her way and should be here in about 
three hours or so. I told her to be careful in the rain 
and she told me that she would be. She's looking 
forward to getting together as a 'family' again."

"Been too long since we've been together," John said. 
"It'll be nice to have everyone here, and that includes 
you, Annie. Tom really did a great thing when he 
married you and introduced you to us, and to our family 
'tradition' here. It's nice to have someone new to join 
our family."

"Dad, I'm enjoying this, too. When Tom first told me 
about his 'relationship' with his family, I had no idea 
of what he really meant. When he finally told me the 
truth I was shocked, and didn't want to have anything 
to do with all this, but he continued to talk to me 
about you all and got me to understand that he grew up 
this way, where you all 'shared' everything. After 
speaking of this for so long I naturally got interested 
and wanted to meet you and find out just what he was 
talking about. When I first got here I realized just 
how nice a couple you two are and I naturally wanted to 
share his enjoyment with him and be as much a part of 
the family as he is.

"I can't say that I've ever regretted it."

"And we're so glad that you decided to share with us, 
too, dear."

With that all said, Tom reached over and pinched her 
nipples, indicating that it was time to get this 
foursome on the road again. His father leaned over and 
took his son's cock into his mouth again and the whole 
group got started with their orgy once more.


Part X


It was later in the afternoon when I got back to the 
house. Danny and I had departed company, with him 
returning to his small loft over the barn, and me going 
on to the main house. When I got closer I saw another 
car parked in the driveway, and realized that my 
parents had gotten here. I hadn't expected to see them 
here, but I was happy. Hey, they are my parents and 
even though we do have our disagreements, I still love 
them both dearly.

"Hello, Mom. Dad," I yelled when I entered the living 
room.

Mom got up and met me about halfway into the room and 
gave me a big hug and a peck on the cheek. I walked 
over to Dad and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"About time you got back here, young lady," my 
grandfather said.

"The rain caught me off-guard and I knew the cabin was 
close by, so I went there and spent the night. Maxwell 
was with me and he kept me company." 

I wasn't about to let them know about my encounter with 
Danny. At least, not yet.

"I've got more good news for you, dear," my grandmother 
told me. "Your Aunt Jean is on her way here, as we 
speak."

"Really!"

"Yes."

"I haven't seen her in years. What's she up to these 
days?"

"Well, she's not doing anything right at this moment. 
School is out and she's decided to spend some time with 
a couple of her friends at their beach house. When I 
called her she told me that she'd love to see you all 
again."

Only then did I realize that there was a very loud 
'quiet' in the room. And then I discovered that all the 
adults were only partially clothed.

"Uh, what's going on here?" I asked. Curious, really 
wanting to know, but then again, not wanting the truth 
to slap me upside my head. I may be dense in some 
sense, but I didn't need a house to fall on me to tell 
me that some hanky-panky had been going on here.

Mom got up and took a hold of my arm and pulled me in 
the direction of the guest bedroom.

"I know this is going to be hard for you, dear," she 
began, "but there's a relationship here that you're not 
fully aware of."

"What she means," said my father, as he entered the 
room and closed the door, "is that there's been a 
sexual relationship between me and my parents for a 
long time."

For some reason I wasn't surprised at this 
'revelation'. In a way, I'd already expected it, so I 
just sat there and listened.

"I've had sexual relations with my father and mother 
since the time I was 14. I consider myself to be bi and 
love to get fucked, and fuck, as well as suck a cock 
and have a man suck on me as well."

"When your father and I got engaged," mom continued, 
"he told me about his relationship with his parents. At 
first it shocked the hell out of me, and I almost 
called of the engagement. Only after I'd had some time 
to think about it, and realize that I was curious about 
the whole thing, I told your Dad that I wanted to meet 
his parents and see what happened."

Dad, again, "We met right here for the first time. That 
first night all we did was sit in the living room and 
talk to each other. We all explained to your mother 
that we loved each other very much. During my teenage 
years it was nothing for all of us to walk around the 
house without anything on. Whenever we were with each 
other it just felt so natural and I never gave a second 
thought to incest. In fact, I'd never heard of the word 
until I was much older. 

I never talked to anyone outside the house about this 
relationship, fearing what others might think of it 
though. I never had a girlfriend, so the relationship I 
saw other guys having with the opposite sex was kind of 
new to me. I talked to my parents about it and they 
explained that normally a boy would be interested in a 
girl and that, sooner or later, I'd find a girl that 
would mean a lot to me, fall in love with her, and 
eventually get married." He grabbed Mom's hand and they 
held each other and looked into each other's eyes. 

I could tell that they still loved each other very 
much.

"When I met your mom I had no idea of how to approach 
her with my situation with my parents. I mean, how do 
you tell your wife-to-be that you've had sex with both 
your parents? It wasn't easy."

Mom continued, "When your dad did tell me all this I 
have to admit that I was sick to my stomach. I knew 
what incest was, and I'd have never dreamed of talking 
about sex with my parents, much less having sex with 
them! It was just unheard of in my circle. I'll have to 
admit that I did a lot of soul-searching for the next 
few days. I would take your father's calls, I wouldn't 
see him. I just had to be by myself for a few days, to 
get my head straight on all this and to decide what I 
wanted to do.

"I also did a lot of praying.

"I guess what changed my mind was my best friend, 
Cheryl Addams. Cheryl and I had been friends since we 
were both about 8 years old. When we were in college 
together she admitted to me that she'd slept with her 
father AND her brother. I never would've guessed it of 
her, but then again, you never think of anyone you 
actually know sleeping with their parents or brother or 
sister, do you?"

I knew it was a rhetorical question, so I didn't even 
bother to answer.

"Anyway, once I realized that Cheryl was still the same 
girl I'd grown up with all my life, I decided to give 
Tom a chance and agreed to meet his parents and see 
what happened."

"And the rest is history," my dad finished.

We got up and went back into the other room, where my 
grandparents were still waiting.

Once I got situated in the recliner it was my 
grandmother who continued the story.

"The first night we talked with your parents about our 
sexual lives, and all we did was talk, answer Annie's 
questions, and more or less just comfort her and give 
her some support. We could tell that she was nervous 
about all this, and it was new to her."

"We decided to meet with Annie by herself the next 
night," my grandfather continued.

"We explained that we weren't perverts. We simply loved 
our son and wanted him to be as much a part of us as we 
are of him. Having sexual a sexual relationship with 
him just seemed to us to be the next logical step. We 
didn't rape him. We sat down with him and asked him 
questions. Talked to him. Explained the consequences to 
him and let him know what he'd be in for. We also told 
him that this was not to leave this house. It had to be 
kept quiet and also explained to him why. He accepted 
our answers and was ready for what happened next."

"And what did happen next?" I asked.

"We all got undressed," my grandmother said, "and the 
next step was to make the first move. I was the one who 
did that. I told him to stand in front of me, which he 
did, and I took his cock in my hand and pumped it until 
it was hard and then took it in my mouth, sucking him, 
deep-throating him, and using my oral skills on him 
until he shot his load. I swallowed every drop. 

Once I was done I sat back on the couch and opened my 
legs, inviting him to use his mouth on me, as well. He 
hesitated at first, but then got down on his knees and 
started to lick me. In no time he was eating me out 
like his father, and that's one hell of a woman-eater I 
have there. Now I had two of them and I meant to take 
full advantage of the situation. In no time I had Tom's 
cock up my pussy and John's up my ass. Or one would 
fuck me and I'd suck the other one.

"After a few weeks of this Tom asked me if he could 
suck his father's cock. I told him that he'd have to 
ask his father for that one."

"So he did," my grandfather replied.

"Damn, that boy can suck a cock to rival your 
grandmother, and she's one of the best!

"Before long we were sucking each other off. When Janet 
wasn't home we'd get together and go at each other like 
there was no tomorrow. I can still remember the first 
time Janet walked in on us. She didn't say a word, just 
got undressed and join right in.

"Like I said before, it was just natural for us to be 
banging or sucking each other, and we've continued to 
this day. Only now we include Annie in our get-
togethers, along with Jean. Whenever she's around that 
is."

All I could do is sit there and stare at all four of 
them. I'd never would've dreamed that both my parents 
were swingers, and with my grandparents at that. Man, I 
was in heaven with all this and I could hardly wait to 
join in with the fun and really be a 'loving' member of 
the family.

"Just one question," I asked them all.

"Where does Maxwell fit into all this?"

My grandparents just looked at each other, then to my 
dad.

"Guess I can answer that one," my father said.

"You?"

"How can you give me an answer?"

"I was the one that got Maxwell for them, at mom's 
request."

Now I looked at my grandmother.

"I can tell you're confused, right?"

"Duh..."

"OK," my grandfather answered, "Actually, it was my 
idea. I got it from an old magazine I'd read years 
ago."

"And just what would that be?"

"Years ago I found an old magazine in my father's 
things when I was cleaning out his house after his 
death. I knew my dad had weird things going on in his 
head, but I never guessed that he was into zoophilia."

"Zoo-what?"

"It's the art of having sex with animals," he answered.

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

"My dad was into watching women have sex with their 
pets, especially Dobermans."

"Maxwell's a doberman," I said.

"Yes, he is," my grandmother told me.

"Though he's not your grandfather, his loving is some 
of the best sex I've ever had in my life, as I'm sure 
you're quite aware of yourself. Right?"

With that startling revelation, everyone in the room 
looked in my direction.

For some reason I just knew that having sex with a dog 
was going to be one of the biggest turn-ons in my life. 
I hadn't been wrong at all. I can still feel that huge 
canine cock inside me, and just thinking about it gets 
my juices flowing. Sucking on his cock had been 
something of another experience as well. 

I mean, his cock is pointed and that's why it's so easy 
to deep-throat him, compared to sucking either Danny or 
my grandfather. And now I had the chance to experience 
my father's cock as well. Where would it all end? I had 
no way of knowing but I sure as hell wanted to find 
out.


TO BE CONTINUED...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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