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.