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Our Grandma's Pony
by Flinders (address withheld)
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Brother and sister are tutored in morning delights by
their Grandmother. (F/mf-teens, ped, inc, toys, mast,
voy)
***
Mom and Dad dropped us off at our Grandma's house
early in the morning. They were on their way to Kansas
City to do some weekend shopping. The sun was just
coming up when Mom knocked on her front door. Seconds
later, Grandma opened the door. She was red faced,
panting and seemed exhausted. Mom asked if she was
okay.
She just smiled and said, "Yes, I'm just fine." We
were quickly handed over along with the usual message
from Mom for us to be good and to help our Grandma. We
nodded agreement and then shoved through the closing
door. We were quickly hugged by Grandma, saying how
big we were getting.
Grandma is a soft round lady, whose roundness making
her look short but actually, she is as tall as Mom.
She was still gasping and very flushed. She was
dressed in an old flannelette nightgown and worn fuzzy
slippers. She brought us into the kitchen and gave us
some chocolate milk she knew we both liked and knew
that Mom would never buy.
Once seated at the table she took a big breathe and
said that she needed to finish something and would be
back in a minute. She left and we listened to squeaks
as she bound up the stairs.
After a second glass of milk, Grandma returned. She
was now dressed in a more normal cotton dress and her
face was less red. "Well what are we having for
breakfast? I am starved how about you two?" she asked.
Before we could answer she continued with, "I think,
flapjacks would be good, what do you think?" My sister
and I immediately agreed. "Okay Steven take Sally and
your stuff upstairs and I'll call you when it's ready.
My sister and I grabbed our night bags at the door and
climbed the stairs to the front guest room where we
slept when we were staying over. We had been up for a
long ride so we lay on the old double bed waiting for
Grandma to call us for breakfast. Just as Grandma
called Sally noticed the closet door was ajar and the
light was on. We jumped up, shut the light off and
headed down stairs to have breakfast.
We were fed with as many flapjacks as we could eat and
told Granma about what was happening at home and
school. We went to help wash and pack away the dishes
but told we could clean up after lunch. Sally and I
were yawning so Grandma told us to go have a nap and
she would check on us later.
Sally and I decided that was a good idea and returned
to the guest room. Within a few minutes, it was clear
that we were not going to fall asleep. Sally got up to
go to the closet to see why it was left open with the
light on. She opened the door and disappeared. When
she didn't return I asked her what she was doing. She
said she was exploring. Curious, I got up to see what
she was doing.
The closet was big and full of lots of boxes and
clothes racks and other stuff. What attracted Sally
was a large black plastic case that looked like an old
sewing machine. It was shiny and had recently been
pushed aside and partially covered with an old
blanket. As Sally removed the blanket, she said, "Feel
it, it's warm."
I went over and felt the side and it was almost hot.
"What is it?" I asked.
Sally told me she didn't know. Sally then flipped the
clips and lifted off the lid. It said Wanda's Black
Love Seat, Beverley Hill, California on the inside of
the lid. Inside was a black leather saddle-like object
that resembled a motorbike seat. It was fixed to a
base with four rubber discs as legs. It smelled
strongly of Vaseline, rubber and sweat. The seat was
curved with a hole in the centre of the saddle. It
looked like an old vacuum cleaner we used in the
garage. Also inside the case, were a number of slots
with a clear plastic tube in each. They held
attachments just like the vacuum cleaner.
"What is it?" I asked.
Sally grinned then looked up at me and smiled.
"Grandma is a naughty girl. It's Grandma's riding
pony," she said as she opened one of the tubes. Inside
was a cream plastic cylinder with a name on it. It
said Geoffrey's - 45/8 inches long and 21/4 inches
diameter, May 2 1992. All up there were 7 tubes. The
second held a pink cylinder with the name Ernest -
67/8 inches long and 17/8 inches in diameter and a
date.
Each tube held a cylinder with a different shape and
man's name. Again, I was not sure of what I was
looking at and asked Sally what are were.
"It's a ladies electric riding pony. It's called a
fucking machine. Grandma uses it to ride on when she
is masturbating. Look each tube holds a penis shape
that fits into the hole like this."
Sally quickly attached Ernest to the saddle to show
me. "Grandma can then get on it and ride it like she
would ride a pony or man." She pulled an electric cord
out of the saddle case and said, "See Grandma plugs
this into the wall and uses this remote control to
make it fuck her, I saw one something like this at
Eli's house."
I was at first confused as to why Grandma would use a
machine to masturbate but when Sally explained that
Grandma probably missed Grandpa and wanted something
nice to feel inside her pussy. Since the saddle was
still warm Sally immediately explained to me why
Grandma was so exhausted looking this morning.
Sally started to giggle as she looked through the
collection of cylinders. "They are all fake penises,"
she continued. "I bet that each penis is a copy of
someone Grandma has fucked." Several were just smooth
dowel-like in shape. The rest were soft moulds of
erections all fitted with a special base that locked
it into the hole in the saddle. One was a strange
curved penis that simple said Good-Old backdoor Jack,
causing Sally to giggle even more.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"Looks like Grandma enjoys being butt fucked too. What
a naughty girl," sally repeated. Minutes passed then
Sally said, "I wonder which penis she was using when
we arrived?" Sally began placing each of the penises
to her cheek to see if she could find the warmest one.
"This is it, number 5," she said and examined the
penis for its name and date. It said #5 Peter, 55/8
inches long and 31/8 inches in diameter, 10th
Birthday, March 12th. 1972.
Sally took a big breath and said, "I knew it, I knew
it." I was again confused and asked Sally to explain.
"Look at the name stupid. When is Dad's birthday? What
year was it when Dad turned ten?" Slowly I became
aware that Sally was telling me that Grandma was
riding a penis named Peter when we arrived and more
excitingly, that penis represented our father, her son
when he was ten years old. That's younger then you. I
wonder if Mom knows that Grandma and Dad use to Fuck
each other?"
Then without us being aware of her presences, Grandma
quietly said, "Of cause she does. I still do! Look at
box number 4 and see whose name is on it. Sally
quickly went through the boxes opening and removing
the bright orange penis. It was the biggest of the lot
and had the name Paul on it. "That's your Mom's
favorite. She had it made when your Uncle Paul turned
15 and your mother started playing with him."
Sally looked at Grandma and asked, "Can I try it?"
"Of cause you can. Which penis do you want to try
first?" she asked Sally.
"I want to try number five," Sally whispered.
"Good choice, it's my favorite too," was Grandma's
reply.
Sally quickly disconnected Ernest and snapped Peter
into the saddle's hole. Grandma told Sally to open the
little tube and to use the lubrication on Peter too
and squirt some inside her pussy before she mounted
the pony. She told Sally that these were not like a
real penis that were self-lubricating.
Sally forgot about me and quickly undressed. While
Sally was undressing Grandma opened the small tube
scooping out the jelly-like substance and spreading it
evenly on Peter.
When Sally was naked Grandma asked her to spread her
legs. She then scooped out a finger full and pushed
the dollop of jelly up into Sally's pussy. Sally
closed her eyes and bent her knees as Grandma's finger
moved in and out Sally's pussy. "It is a fake penis so
you have to use a jelly to keep from getting sore,"
said Grandma as she handed the tube to me.
Once Sally was well lubricated, Grandma took the pony
out of its case and placed it on the floor of the
guest room. Next, she attached the cord and brought
the remote control to me.
Carefully, Grandma showed me how the pony worked by
making Peter move up and down, first slowly then
faster. A different button made Peter bend and lastly
another button made Peter rotate. "Steven you need to
listen to Sally very carefully and do only what she
asks. Sally you need to start slowly and experiment
until you get it how you like it," Grandma told us.
Sally stepped over the saddle then knelt down. I
watched as Sally held her pussy lips open and settled
over Peter. Peter slowly slipped into Sally's pussy.
"Grandma I think it's too big," was Sally's moan. "Go
slowly, you should be able to stretch enough if you go
slow enough. Lift up and rest then try again" said
Grandma.
Sally lifted up and smiled. Grandma asked if Sally
needed more lubricant but Sally shuck her head no.
Within a minute, Sally was lowering herself back down
on Peter. She reached the same depth and waited before
moving slowly lower. Sally closed her eyes
concentrating on her pussy's feelings. This went on
for many lifts, as slowly Peter was moving deeper and
deeper into Sally's pussy. Finally, Sally said that
Peter was all the way in.
"Just rest for a while before asking Steven to turn on
the pony," was Grandma's advice.
As I watched Sally looks at me and say, Turn it on." I
switched the remote on and the pony moved slowly in
and out her pussy. Sally closed her eyes, opened her
mouth and moaned deeply as she began to ride the pony.
"Grandma, is daddy still this size?" she asked.
Grandmother simply said. "No, he has grown some."
Sally was moaning quietly as she experimented with the
pony. Within five minutes, she was trotting quickly
and grinning. "Grandma I'm going to have an orgasm
now" was all that Sally said when she began to ride
the pony with strong and full thrusts. Grandma and I
watched as Sally orgasmed then told me to switch the
controls to a slow gallop. "Oh Grandma that is so
good."
"Good, now when you want you can try all the different
options and penises" was Grandma reply. "If you want
we can add to the collection with your favourites
too," she commented. Sally looked at me, "Can we make
a penis like Steven's. He is my favorite?"
Grandma then asked Sally whether she would like to try
a different one inside her. Sally nodded yes. "Well,
maybe you should try this one," Grandma replied as she
returned from the closet with a large shiny black one
that was much bigger than the others.
Sally looked and nodded agreement and lifted off Peter
so Grandma could change the penis. "What is the name
on this one Grandma," Sally asked.
"He is called Buck Rogers and was gift from your
father on my birthday. Your dad hired a big black man
to celebrate my 50th birthday." I was then asked me to
restart the pony.
I watched as Sally lower on to Buck. All Sally said
was, "Wow! I did it." She then rode the pony until she
was so exhausted she nearly fell off the saddle.
"That's enough for now you need to rest. The pony will
wear you out if you are not careful," said Grandma
helping Sally climb onto the bed. Sally was exhausted
she just moaned how good it felt.
"Well young man, Sally says you are bigger. I would
appreciate a ride from you this morning if you want."
It was clear that Sally was not going to be able to
ride me, so I quickly agreed to allow Grandma to ride
me. Grandma left the room then came back and washed
the saddle with a soapy cloth and towel. Afterwards
she carefully packed the pony away.
"Well Steven, are you ready?" She came and quickly
undressed me and was pleased with my erection saying,
"My goodness, aren't you beautiful. Now lie down next
to your sister so I can mount you."
I did as I was told and waited for Grandma to climb on
top of me. What surprised me was the Grandma was
totally without hair. Sally was covered in pubic hairs
but Grandma was hairless.
Grandma climbed on me just as Sally would do and
within a second had me inside her. She looked over at
Sally and said, "Oh Sally he feels so good. I miss the
real thing so much. If it were not for your father and
uncle, I would surely die. Will you share Steven with
me?"
Sally thought for a moment as if debating the request
then said in a teasing way, Oh well, I guess so."
Grandma smiled and said, "Thank you, we can call
Steven my birthday present for this year. How old are
you this year Steven?" she asked.
I moaned, "Thirteen..."
Grandma said, "Perfect age." Grandma was riding me in
a smooth gallop then asked Sally whether I was
squirting sperm yet. Sally nodded yes. "Does he taste
good?"
Sally nodded yes again.
"Oh good," was Grandma's reply.
I was so excited that I simply squirted inside
Grandma. "Oh Steven, that feels wonderful, now I have
a new boy who can fill me." Grandma looked at Sally
and whispered, "Thank you Sally."
Sally just whispered back, "Your welcome, he'll get
hard again in a minute. He can squirt several times
before he is empty."
"Oh how nice," Grandma said, as she began to ride me
again.
***
Mom and Dad collected us from Grandma's Sunday evening
for the trip home. Mom asked if we had been good and
helped around the house. Grandma just said that we
were very helpful and we could come back any time,
that's she'd love to have us.
"They were as good as that, were they?" Mom said.
"Well, we'll see what we can work it out. We didn't
quite finish our shopping this week end maybe next
month." Mom winked at Grandma as we left the house.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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