“Wow, Grandpa John, that was a LOT of milk!” she finally said, looking up at me smiling.
“Yeah, and it didn’t taste too bad, either!” Terry added. “I thought it would taste GROSS!”
“Does it feel good when you squirt out your milk, Grandpa John?” Tanya asked thoughtfully, still examining my shrinking cock. “Well, YEAH!” I said mockingly, “Does it feel good when YOU have an orgasm?”
“A WHAT?” asked Tanya. “I think he means a ‘twitchie’, Tanya.” Terry surmised. “Oh, YEAH! I LOVE twitchies!” Tanya proclaimed, “Especially when Terry ‘does’ me with her tongue!” Terry smiled, looked down and blushed. “So when you have a ‘twitchie’ your milk squirts out?” “That’s right Tanya!”
“So if I put your boner in my pussy your boner would give me a twitchie and my pussy would make YOU have a twitchie, right? And your milk would squirt inside me! And we would have twitchies together at the same time!” “Now wait a minute, Tanya. I’m not going to let you put my penis into your vagina! You should wait until you’re married…”
“But– you fucked Roxy…” Darn, she HAD me there! “Yeah, but…” I struggled for an argument, “you’re smaller than Roxy. Maybe when you’re OLDER- your pussy is too small right now. And you are probably still virgins…” “What’s a ‘virgin’, Grandpa John?” Terry asked. “Well, it can mean two different things. A virgin is somebody who’s never had sex. And if a girl still has her hymen she’s a virgin.” “What’s…” “I know!” I interrupted, “ ‘What’s a hymen, right? Well, inside your vagina there’s a thin barrier of skin that is there until you break through it with something. Sometimes it’s when you put my- er- a penis in but some girls sometimes put other things up their vaginas that break the hymen. You know when it happens ‘cause it hurts and it bleeds a little. Both girls at this point had a hand down in their crotches, feeling themselves.
“I don’t feel anything…” Tanya said disappointedly looking at her sister. “Me neither…” Terry agreed.
“Can you check, Grandpa John?” Tanya pleaded. “Well, you would KNOW if you tore your hymen or not!” I tried to explain. “PLEASE, Grandpa John?!” “Well, I would have to touch your private parts to do that. Do I have your permission to touch your privates?” “You have our permission to touch our private parts, Grandpa John!” They recited in unison and giggled. They each leaned against me on either side of me and guided a hand towards their crotches and widened their stance.
Their vulvas were puffy but firm and hot with excitement. I split their labias with my middle finger to find hot, slimy, cunt juices that ran down my finger. They both gave a low moan. I slid my fingers up to find two little love-buttons at the front of their slits. I twirled around them a couple times and was rewarded with a chorus of, “OH, Grandpa!” and quivering knees. Finally I probed down for the original reason of the excercize. I found each vagina and slid my middle finger in to about the second joint where there was a definite obstruction on both girls. They moaned again. “Well,” I pronounced, “There they are! You are both still virgins!” I started pulling my fingers out but they both grabbed my arms.
“DO us, Grandpa!” another chorus! They both pressed my hands firmly against their vulvas and urged me to stroke them- their hips grinding forward and back. I complied by vigorously rubbing their vulvas- concentrating on their clits. They panted and moaned, “Oh, god, Grandpa! OH, YEAH!” They were obviously in tune with each other as they both came to simultaneous orgasms. They gripped my arms as their hips went into spasms, grinding their pussies into my hands. “OH! MM,mmmmmmmmmm…”
They both let go and dropped, panting, to a sitting position on the concrete. Their faces were crimson from the exertion of their orgasms. “Wow, Grandpa, you sure no how to ‘do’ girls!” Tanya observed, still panting. “Did you have a good ‘twitchie’, Terry- ‘cause I sure did!” “Mm, Hm…” Terry replied obviously still revelling in the ‘afterglow’.
“So—Grandpa John…” began Tanya, again, “if we still have hymens in the way does that mean we can’t put a boy’s boner in our vaginas?” “That’s called ‘fucking’, Tanya!” her sister corrected. “Yeah, if we have hymens we can’t fuck?”
“No, it just means the first time you fuck it’s going to hurt.” I repeated. She continued her thought process, “But if we shove something into our vaginas and break through the hymen then fucking won’t hurt?”
“Well, yes, but either way its going to hurt and bleed a little.” “What can we put into our vaginas, Terry?”
They both thought on that concept. I suggested, “I’ve heard that some girls get a frozen hot dog and use it to break their hymens. The cold hot dog keeps it from hurting as much!” “That sounds like a good idea…” Tanya said, “Do you have any frozen hot dogs, Grandpa John?” She seemed impatient to lose her virginity, but I always had a supply of the ‘jumbo’ hot dogs for the girls. Better yet, I had a few sausages that better matched the size of an adult hard-on. “Well, as a matter of fact, I DO! Would you like to come in and try one?”
They both got up and followed me into the house. So much for the Girl Scout rules- but then I don’t think the rules would endorse giving men blow-jobs either! I went through the freezer and dug out a couple ‘smokies’ as us locals call them. I wrapped a tissue around one end so they wouldn’t freeze their fingers and handed them to them. “Now, I suggest you get lots of pussy juice on the end and then just ram it in!” I instructed. They both looked a little aprehensive and they hesitated and looked at each other. I swear they communicated telepathically when they said together, “Can you do it for us, Grandpa John?”
“OK…” I replied. Once again, I couldn’t resist pleading girls.
I got them to sit up on the edge of the table and spread their legs. This was my first good view of their little, virgin, hairless twats. They were still sopping from their own hand-jobs and orgasms and the aroma was heavenly. Their vulva’s were almost as identical as the rest of their bodies except Tanya had a brown mole on her left vulva lip. Their inner labia were almost non-existent except for the hood it formed on each of their clitoris’. “Grandpa, John! Quit staring!” Terry protested, blushing.
“You know, why don’t you just call me ‘Grandpa’?” and I cupped a vulva in each hand. “Besides, I can’t help staring at such sexy vulvas!” They blushed even more and moaned at my touch. “Now, I just need to get your pussy’s ready…” I squatted down and attacked Tanya’s pussy with my tongue. “OH! GRANDPA!” She jumped and squirmed and finally moaned, “MM,mm! Grandpa!” I licked and sucked my way up and down her slimy cunt and sucked on her little clit. I could feel it grow hard between my lips. When she started breathing harder I went suddenly over to Terry’s pussy and did the same. She screamed at my attack and then spread her legs wider thrusting her pelvis at my mouth. “OH! YEAH! Grandpa! MM,mmm!” When she reached the same level of arousal I stood up and put each frozen sausage into my mouth to lubricate it.
“Close your eyes…” they both obeyed and I reached down and rubbed their vulva’s up and down a couple times with the sausages- getting them covered in cunt juices. I lined them up to their love holes and shoved most of the six-inch sausages up their vaginas and held them in. They both screamed in pain and grabbed my arm and looked down at the protruding sausages. They turned to look at each other in tears, smiled and then leaned over and hugged. I let go of the sausages and hugged them together.
“OOoo! It’s COLD, Grandpa!” Terry complained. They watched as I slid the sausages slowly out of their deflowered vaginas. There was, indeed, blood on them. I handed them the tissue box and they cleaned up. Tanya looked up at me, tears welled up again in her eyes and she reached out and hugged me, “THANK YOU, Grandpa!!” Terry became overwhelmed with emotion and joined the hug, weeping.
I wiped the tears and said, “Now, it’s gonna be sore for a day or two so be careful…” I helped them down and they walked stiffly. “Come with me- I have a treat made just for vulvas…” I took them to the bidet and they looked at it in wonder. I ran the water until it warmed up and I turned Terry around and sat her on the gentle spouting water. Her eyes widened and she laughed at the sensation. She reached down and massaged her sore pussy in the water. “It feels Wonderful, Tanya!” she reported. She finished and I handed her a towel. Tanya quickly took her place. “He-He, it tickles!” She moved her bottom around on the seat- getting the water to spray in different spots. “I LOVE it!” She reached down and spread her vulva for the spray to clean her. “OW!” She jumped. “Ow- it hurts to squirt it up my pussy-hole!” She got off and I shut off the water.
“Now I think you guys better get home! Your Mom’s gonna wonder where you ARE!” They moved with a little more ease as I walked them out the door. “You know, Grandpa, you can take your clothes off! We’ve seen YOUR private parts and you’ve seen OUR privates!” They reached into their backpacks and pulled out pink panties and slipped them on. I took my t-shirt and trunks off and they grinned, staring at my penis. I quickly covered myself with both hands in feigned modesty, “HEY! Quit staring!” They both laughed.
“But it’s such a SEXY penis, Grandpa!” Tanya echoed my words. They slipped on their dresses and I helped do up buttons. They approached for hugs, squishing my ‘junk’ against their bellies. “Good bye, Mr. Penis!” Tanya said. “It’s Herman…” I couldn’t believe I had adopted the name for my cock! “My granddaughters named him Herman- Hermie for short!” “OK,” Terry grasped my penis and brought it up for a kiss on the glans, “Bye, Hermie, thanks for the milk!” They giggled as they walked away and waved
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