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.