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(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... ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 32