“Sorry, Grandpa…” Rachel apologized. I looked at the group mesmerized by my throbbing hardon and wondered if anyone was listening. “I think we’ll have ketchup on our French toast instead of syrup…” I said as I contracted and released my ‘boner muscle’ making it bob up and down.
“Yeah, OK, Grandpa.” Said Abby, wide eyed. “That’s cool, Grandpa, do it again!”
“You mean, “blow job”, right Grandpa? That’s what Sarah and I did- sucking your boner- Caroline says it’s a blow job.”
“That’s silly!” said Sarah, “I didn’t blow it I sucked it to get all the yummy milk out. Then Grampa sucked my vulva and I had TWO twitchies in a row!”
“He WHAT?” “Oh my god!” “You ‘did’ Sarah already?”
“OK you guys! Yes, some people call it a blow job. Yes, Sarah and I “did” each other. Like Abby says ‘it was an accident’ now let’s have breakfast and then get out and take care of the goats.” Once I sat down I managed to get them talking about more ‘normal’ things. I guess once my penis was “out of sight” it was “out of mind”. We finished breakfast and dishes. We went to milk the goats and the girls actually got Roxy to try. Once finished the girls “had to go pee” but I had another idea.
“OK, before you guys go showing off your peeing talents, I have a challenge for you!” I went into the goat shed and came out with an old fashioned one quart milk bottle and set it on the ground. “There! The person that pees the most into this bottle is the winner!”
“What is the prize, Grandpa?” Abby asked. I hadn’t thought about that. “You get to be the “Champion Urinator”” I suggested.
“I know!” Blurted Roxy, blushing at her thought, “Whoever wins gets an extra serving of Grandpa Milk.” She looked up at me sheepishly.
“Yeah!” added Rachel, “and they get to have it anywhere they want- on the boobs, in the mouth OR…” she grinned at me, “in the vagina!”
“YEAH!” was the almost unanimous cheer.
“OK, but if that’s the case, I get to compete, too, and I get a prize of my choice- and I’m not going to drink my own milk! I don’t really WANT boobs!” They laughed.
“So- what do you want for a prize, Grandpa?” asked Sarah.
“Wellll… I heard you guys the other night “doing” each other…” they all blushed and looked at each other sheepishly, “and I want you to ‘do’ each other again—while I watch!” They all gasped wide-eyed and covered their mouths and blushed all the more.”
“You HEARD us! Oh my god! What did you hear?” Rachel asked.
“Oh, let’s just say it sounded like you had a lot of fun!” I teased. They all looked at each other wide-eyed then they moved together and started whispering. ‘Trouble,’ I thought. “OK, we agree!” said Rachel, the apparent spokes-girl. I figured I had this one in the bag. I really needed to pee and I would have a bigger bladder- no problem! “Shall we go youngest to oldest?”
Sarah was up first. We scratched a line in the dirt and I got a marker from the shed. Sarah took her stance at the bottle and let loose a nice, clean stream- I was proud that she was doing so well. It proved to be a difficult challenge for her as her stream mostly hit around the rim of the bottle. I marked her pee level on the bottle with her initials and emptied the bottle.
Abby had issues getting the spray under control. By the time she got a good stream she was just about out of pee. Rachel stepped up and spread her lovely lips- including her nascent inner labia expertly. Her perfect arc of pee initially hit the rim and then she zeroed in on the target. She peed and peed. I didn’t think a girl her age could hold that much pee!
“I forgot to pee when I got up today!” she giggled, missing a few drops. I picked up the bottle when she finished. It was damn near half a quart! I emptied it and then it was Roxy’s turn. Her lack of practice showed. She sprayed; then when she achieved a stream her aim was off; and then she was out of ammo. Then it was my turn and I was pretty sure I was sunk. Even with a maximum full bladder I didn’t think I could do two cups worth. I stepped up and let her loose. Eight eyes and four smiles were watching my cock in fascination. I don’t know that they were that interested in the game or just admiring an intriguing piece of anatomy. My aim was spot-on but the quantity didn’t quite match Rachel’s.
“YEAAAY!! I won the peeing contest against a boy!!” Rachel cheered and danced. “And I get TWO servings of Grandpa’s milk today!!” She held my penis up and addressed it, “OK, little Hermie, are you ready to squirt your delicious milk into my vagina?” And then she kissed it.
“I don’t think we can put my semen in your vagina, Rachel, you still have your hymen. It will hurt and bleed…” I explained.
“No, it won’t and no I don’t!” she said. “Abby ‘did me’ yesterday with her carrot and opened my hymen. The carrot went all the way into me so your boner will, too! Just like Abby!” We headed back to the house. The thought of my cock in that tight heaven of Abby’s pussy caused it to stir.
You guys take care of the milk. I’m going to go sit in the hot tub awhile. You can play in the rumpus room or swim or play computer games for a while. I hopped into the hot tub and the four came out to swim. They played happily and I enjoyed watching their budding bodies frolic around the pool. Sarah came over and said, “Come play with us Grampa!” “I’m happy just relaxing in the pool, Sarah.” “Then I’ll join you, Grampa!”
She stepped in carefully, “This isn’t too hot.” And settled in- floating around and catching bubbles. Soon the other three were in the tub, too. Sarah came and sat on my lap- straddling my penis. She turned to face away from me. I could feel my flaccid penis swinging around in the flow of the jets bumping her legs and vulva. She giggled. She whispered something to Abby who passed it to Roxy who passed it to Rachel.
Each looked at me and smiled in turn. Then Sarah got off and Abby took her place. She sat back against my chest and again my penis flipped around hitting her. Then Abby got off and Roxy took her place, grinning. She reached down and gave my cock a quick squeeze before getting off. Rachel took her place. By this time my cock was half fluffed and probably long enough to hit her clit. She enjoyed the sensation for half a minute and got off giggling.
Somehow a new game of ‘tag’ had just been created that involved sitting on my lap. It, of course, included the grabbing of my cock in the process. The “it” had to tag all three “non-its” before they became ‘untagged’ by sitting on my lap and/or grabbing my cock. I’m not really sure if the cock grabbing was initially intended or if it just became part of the game. Needless to say my cock didn’t stay soft for very long! I certainly didn’t pass up any opportunities for a quick feel of a bottom, tit or vulva.
Very quickly the lap sitting/grabbing morphed into vulva/penis contact of any sort. Abby’s contact graduated to partial vaginal insertion before she moved on. Finally Rachel ended up in my lap with her back to me and called ‘time-out’. They were all panting and laughing and Rachel said, “OK, I think everyone’s been “it” at least once and I’m tired…” as she spoke she bobbed up and down in the water with my glans splitting her vulva from vagina to clit. She continued to talk as she tilted her pelvis to have her vagina make a direct hit on my cock and the glans slipped in.
She stopped bobbing and sat still- squeezing my glans with her vagina muscles. “…so why don’t you guys set up the game. I’ll be in right away- I just need to ‘talk’ to Grandpa.” She continued while my cock slowly slipped deeper into her cunt. The other three complied and climbed out of the tub. Abby looked at me with a knowing grin but said nothing before heading into the house. As the door closed I thrust my hips forward driving my aching shaft in ‘til she was sitting on my pubis. She grabbed her mouth as she made a stifled yelp. She looked down and put her hand on her lower belly. “Oh, wow, Grandpa! It really fits! This is unreal! It feels SO good! Does it feel good on your penis, Grandpa?”
“Oh, baby girl, your pussy is fantastic!” I grabbed her around the middle and lifted us both up until I was seated on the top edge of the tub- out of the water. She bent forward so she could look at her cunt. “It’s so cool, Grandpa, that my vagina can stretch like that…” I felt her put her hand down at the juncture of our connected body parts. She then slowly raised herself and watched as my slimy cock slipped out of her pussy. I’m sure she marvelled at the gaping hole it left in her.
“Will it stay stretched like that or will it go back to ‘normal’?” She was obviously fascinated by the whole process of fucking.
“It’s ‘designed’ to stretch and then go back to normal baby girl. You’ll be fine. Just enjoy the feelings!”
She reached back and grabbed my cock and aimed it at her love-hole. She sat down again- watching- with a “MM’mmmm—Oh, Grandpa!” Her cunt was getting wetter and hotter. When she hit bottom she paused and clenched her cunt muscles at the base of my cock. This just made my cock swell even more.
“Oh, Grandpa, your cock expanded! Just like Abby said…” She stood again sliding my cock out four inches.
“Oh my god it’s so big it doesn’t want to come out!” she sat back down and started a slow rhythm up and down. She soon stopped watching and put her head back with her eyes closed. “MM’mmmm, Grandpa!” Her breathing got heavier and she moaned each time she hit bottom. The rhythm started to pick up but she kept coming all the way down panting now. My semen was reaching the boiling point.
She started slamming her ass down on me trying to drive every last millimeter of cock into her tiny cunt. “Oh—Oh—Grandpa!!” and she slammed down and her back arched. She made a closed-mouth scream, “HMmmmmmm!” Her hips twitched and shook. The immense convulsions of her vagina sent my own hips into gyrations against her bottom. I wrapped an arm around her waist and held her down- my semen erupting into her hot pussy. “Oh, Grandpa, I feel it! I feel your milk inside me!” She fell back against me, both of us panting- our hips nervously twitching.
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