Grandpa’s Milk – Chapter 11

Incest stories: Grandpa’s Milk – Chapter 11

Sarah agreed, “Yeah, M’mm, it DOES kinda feel like Grampa, Ohh, —but the head is too small…” She move it in and out a couple times. Rachel, looking a little frustrated, said, “This isn’t working, Sarah, I have an idea…” She pulled the rubber phallus out of hers and Sarah’s wet, bald pussies. “Get down on your hands and knees, Sarah.” “Ooo, like doggies?!” Sarah guessed. “Well, sort of…” Rachel replied as she inserted the head of the long, flexible dong into Sarah’s cunt. She slowly slid it in until it stopped, Sarah moaned softly.

Then Rachel got down on her hands and knees behind Sarah— butt-to-butt, and shoved the other end back into her tight love-hole. Sarah watched and caught on quickly by leaning forward, pulling the dong out of both pussies and pushing back again. “Ooh, Yeah!” Rachel responded and picked up the rhythm. “Oh, Rachel… M’mm—-M’mm” Sarah pushed back. The dong fell out of Rachel’s dripping cunt. She quickly grabbed it and rammed it home. She continued to hold onto it while she pushed back into Sarah’s tiny hairless pussy. “Oh! Rachel!” Sara panted, “MM,mm! Fuck my pussy, Rachel!” Rachel made long, deep thrusts into her little sister with the dildo- almost pulling all the way out and ramming back in. “OH!—–YEAH!—–RACHEL!—-HERE—–IT——-COMES!!! HOOOO—–GH,nnnnnnn—–M’mmmm” Sarah pushed back as her whole body trembled and twitched.

Rachel impatiently waited while her sister enjoyed her orgasm. “Come on, Sarah, it’s MY turn—grab it and do ME…” Sarah reluctantly slid six inches of rubber penis out of her slimy love tunnel. She sat down facing Rachel’s butt, the dong hanging out of her wet pussy onto the floor. Sarah took hold of the dildo with one hand and found Rachel’s clitoris with the other.

She started doing the same long strokes into her big sister’s cunt. Rachel was already well primed and with Sarah rubbing her clit madly it only took about four strokes of the dildo to take her over the brink. “OH—–MY——-GOOOOD!!—-H’MM,mmmmmmm” she screamed as her orgasm racked her body. She lay herself down on her belly on the carpet, happily exhausted, about 12 inches of dildo protruding from her still-quivering pussy. “Wow! Thank you for the new toy, Grandpa. But I think I still like your weiner- I mean- penis better.”

All four were lying in various places with content smiles- Abby and Sarah with a hand cupping their vulvas. I reached down and gently extracted the dildo from Rachel’s cunt and brought it up to my nose and inhaled the mixture of aromas from the four girls. My cock, spent from fucking Roxy, started to respond to the bouquet. “Grandpa, you really like the smell of our vagina’s, don’t you!?”

Roxy observed staring at my growing member. “M,mm, yeah, it’s like flowers in springtime or fresh baked apple pie…!” I shared. “That’s why I’m keeping this here so I can smell you while you’re gone. Come on, you guys, your mom will be here soon. Get cleaned up and dressed. Roxy, you’d better get home for supper…” There were moans of disappointment all around as they started to get up. “But Grandpa! It’s MY turn for milk!” Abby protested.

“Abby! I just gave all my milk to Roxy 15 minutes ago! There’s none left!”

Abby pouted. I hugged her chest to my groin, “Just think! You’ll be FIRST next time! And I’ll save up my milk for you and you’ll get an extra huge serving!” Her eyes widened at the thought of gulping down copious quantities of her grandfather’s cum. “YEAH!” she smiled and grabbed a testicle in each hand and kissed them both, “You guys work hard and make LOTS of milk for me ‘cause I’m gonna be THIRSTY!!” she addressed them.

They all headed into the bathroom and with the usual giggling and whispering came out dressed. We sat and watched TV only a short while before my daughter drove up to get them.

“Mommy!” they exclaimed when she came to the door. The three ran and hugged their Mother. “Well, no sunburns but they are certainly darker!” Becky observed. “Hello… Roxy, right?” “Yes. Hi, Mrs. Smith…” Roxy replied. “MY! You’ve certainly….grown since I last saw you!” Becky commented, looking at her breasts. “Rachel! We need to get you a new sundress…” she said as she pulled on her dress to try and cover her tits. “My! Your breasts have GROWN! What are you FEEDING them, Dad!?”

“Grandpa’s MilK!!” Abby interrupted, grinning. They all nodded. “Yeah, they just love my milk!” I explained, “My goats are no different than other goats and I just feed them regular feed but that’s the only difference when they visit me!”

“Well, if they keep growing liked THAT we’ll have to get you a bra…”

“Aw, MOM!” Rachel protested.

“OK, say good-bye to your grandfather, let’s get going!” Becky urged. Rachel turned around and hugged her firm tits to my belly, “Thank you for letting us stay with you, and thanks for the ‘milk’.” she looked up and winked at me. Sarah came over staring at my ‘package’ and hugged her chest against it. “Thanks for EVERYTHING, Grampa! And take good care of ‘Hermie’!” She covertly grabbed my cock and gave it a quick squeeze. Abby came up to me grinning and indicating for me to pick her up for her hug. She clamped her legs around me- her dress was between me and her pussy but I could still feel the hot moistness. She gave me a quick kiss on the lips and thanked me.

“Remember, Grandpa, save up LOTS of milk for me! I’m gonna drink GALLONS of it next time!” She grinned and dropped her legs and slid down. Her dress stayed put and her sopping pussy slid down my body- my cock splitting her vulva as it passed. Her wet puffy pussy briefly wrapped halfway around my cock as she dropped to the floor. She continued to grin at me as she straightened her dress and joined her siblings. My cock glistened with her juices. I gave my daughter a quick kiss and a hug and they were on their way. “We’ll see you on Friday, Dad!” she reminded.

Lastly, Roxy came to me and hugged her firm tits against my belly. The stiff nipples poked me even with a sundress between me and them. “Thank you SO much, Grandpa!” she continued to hug me pushing her belly against my groin. “Thank you for helping me become a Naturist; thank you for letting me drink your semen and growing my tits; and thank you for FUCKING me!! I love you SO much!!” She let go.

Tears ran down her cheeks. “OH! Baby girl! You are SO welcome! I love you, too!” I honestly confided. “You know you’re welcome here anytime, right?” She nodded afirmativly. I squatted down and gave her a kiss and another hug and stood up. She gently grasped my penis and bent down and kissed it on the glans. A drop of drool from it clung to her lips and she licked it off, smiling. “Bye, Hermie, see you again soon!” she addressed my cock and looked up and smiled again. I showed her to the door and waved as she rode away on her bike.

I went and poured myself some milk and grabbed a couple cookies. I sat in my recliner and just savoured the quietness that had returned to my ‘sanctuary’. I had to admit I was looking forward to having a couple days off from being stroked, sucked and fucked by a gang of horny young girls. The next day I basked in the ability to do whatever I wanted- when I wanted. Except, of course, for milking the goats. I went grocery shopping to stock up on things before the girls returned in two days. I caught up with the laundry- even washed the girls’ micro bikinis. I DID miss them, though. I kept the dildo, unwashed, on the coffee table and sniffed it from time to time remembering their sexy, beautiful, hairless pussies. I heated up a frozen dinner and finished it.

I was just going for some ice cream when the gate intercom rang! Now the only way for somebody to get to the door is to get through the gate. To get through the gate I either have to buzz them in or they have to know the combination. I only give the combination to people who are aware I’m a naturist and are good with it. I answered the intercom, “Yes… Who is it?”

“Um… hi, Mr. uh, Mr. Smith, uhm… I’m Terry Williams and me and my sister Tanya are selling Girl Scout cookies and—um—we wondered—um—if you—um want to buy some…” I thought this very strange. I had little to do with most of my neighbors since word got out that I was a “nudist pervert”. The Jones’ being one of the exceptions, but not the Williams’. “Are you sure you’re allowed to come sell me your cookies?” I wanted to make sure they had permission.

“Um… yes… We need to sell 20 cases so we can get a merit badge…would you like to buy some? We’ve been to ALL the neighbors and we just need to sell four more boxes…”

“Well, OK, come on in…” I pushed the gate switch and put on my swim trunks and t-shirt and got my wallet. I poured 3 glasses of milk and took them to the table by the door. The doorbell rang and I opened the door to two adorable, identical, red-heads about Rachel’s age. Their hair was just past the shoulder and a bright orange. One had it in two braided pigtails and the other pulled into plain pigtails.

Any visible skin was covered in brown freckles. They were stunning beauties with blue eyes! They wore their unmistakable Girl Scout uniforms albeit a little small and the hems short. Their faces were flushed and their eyes round as I opened the door. They both let out their breath in a sigh of relief but also a note of disappointment on their faces as they looked me up and down. The one on the right stepped forward and offered her right hand, “Hi, Mr. Smith, I’m Terry Williams and this is my sister, Tanya.”

“I’m pleased to meet you, Terry and Tanya! Welcome to my home! Would you like to come in?”

She looked into my house like she was expecting a cougar to come leaping out. “Well, sir…”

“Please just call me John, or Grandpa John, if you prefer!” “Well, John, the Girl Scout cookie selling rules are that we shouldn’t go into people’s homes… in case…you know…”

“Oh! Of course! In case somebody’s a pervert or something, right? Well forgive me for trying to violate the rules…” I closed the door and stepped out onto the porch and sat down. “So where do you lovely ladies live?” they both blushed and smiled and Tanya answered in her identical voice, “We live two miles down past the Jones’ on the left in the white two-storey house!” “Oh, I know that place- I drive past every time I go to town!”