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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!”

“So,” I looked at them seriously, “Do you REALLY have permission to talk to me? Doesn’t everyone know I’m the “nudist pervert”?” They both looked down and Terry answered, “No, sir, we don’t… but we NEED to get this merit badge… and we only have FOUR MORE BOXES to sell… and Roxy said you were COOL and…”

“Oh! So you are friends with Roxy! And she said I was “cool”?” “Yes, sir…” “What ELSE did she tell you?” “She said you would buy our cookies, that’s all” “H,mm,” I said suspiciously, “OK, I’ll buy your last for boxes.” “Yeaay” They cheered and looked at each other and smiled oddly. They turned their backs to me toward their backpacks and bent over to get the cookies. As they reached down their dressed rode up and exposed their bare asses. With their heads down they tried to stifle a giggle between them. They came up with two boxes of cookies each and turned around to hand them to me, blushing profusly. “That will be twenty dollars, John!” Tanya grinned. I went into my wallet and found a twenty and two tens.

“Here you go, ladies, and here’s ten each for “presentation”. I winked at them. They giggled and blushed even more. “OH! Wow! Thanks, Grandpa John!” Terry gushed and took the money.

“Now, I have milk here for all of us, if you would like to join me in sampling your wares?” I got up and surreptitiously adjusted my trunks while I reached in the door and got the milk. I handed them each a glass, sat down on the porch across from them and started opening a box of cookies. I intentionally kept my legs together until I handed Terry the open box. Then I spread my knees apart and felt my ‘junk’ fall out of my left leg opening.

They were busy getting cookies out of the box but when Tanya handed the box back to me her gaze went down to my crotch and she dropped the cookies and gasped. “Tanya!” Terry scolded. Her sister glared at her wide-eyed and then returned her gaze to my ‘package’. Terry followed her gaze and her eyes nearly popped out of her head. “Oh, goodness,” I exclaimed, “My fault- I wasn’t watching…” I said and I squatted down to start picking up the loose cookies. My cock and balls dangled beneath me.

They both got on their knees and tried to help but they couldn’t take their eyes off my cock. I sat back down and munched on a cookie seemingly oblivious to my exposure. They looked at each other, incredulous, and giggled covering their mouths with their hands. Tanya leaned over and whispered in Terry’s ear and they giggled some more. Terry pulled out one of the ten dollar bills and handed it to me. I looked at her puzzled. “For ‘presentation’” she said, and they both laughed while staring at my cock.

“Did you enjoy that?” I asked. “That’s what you came for wasn’t it? Roxy told you ALL about me didn’t she?” I handed back the 10 spot. “Yeah, but only because we MADE her! We saw her coming over here and everybody knows you’re a nudist and you’re not supposed to come here. But we thought being naked all the time would be cool and wished WE could do it too. But Mom and Dad think it’s something bad to do and we could get grounded…”

They took positions in front of me-side-by-side and sat down cross-legged. Their pussy’s were fully exposed with a view up each of their vaginas. They nonchalantly picked up cookies and milk.

“So you guys want to be naturists SO badly that you are willing to take the chance of being grounded!?” I surmised. “Well, sort of…” Tanya clarified, “Mostly we wanted to see a real man’s wiener- I mean penis.” She smiled, staring again at my cock, “And now we HAVE! And it’s beautiful! Right Terry?” Terry just nodded, smiling, staring at my manhood. “Roxy said you let her touch it, and suck it, and even let her put it in her VAGINA! Is that true, Grandpa John?” “Well, yeah…” I tried to explain. “She says,” she continued, “that girls can make you get a boner and make your sperms shoot out of your penis. And the sperms make girls’ titties grow REAL FAST and she has big boobs, so it must be working!” “Well I don’t know about THAT…”

“Tanya! LOOK!” The twin pussies on display in front of me and the talk of boners, and sperm, and titties finally translated to the inevitable consequence- penis blood pressure!

“Oh my god! It’s growing!” Terry’s eyes grew in awe of the miraculous thing happening before her eyes. “Are you going to make a boner for us, John?!” “That’s amazing, Grandpa John!” Tanya exclaimed in total wonder, “How do you DO that?” My penis slowly transformed itself as they watched wide-eyed. It grew in length and then in girth and then from hanging downward to pointing forward and then standing upright on it’s own. The glans puffed into a shiny helmet. The girls got up and approached me for a closer look.

Tanya exclaimed, “Oh-my- GOD! It’s huge! Roxy’s lying! There’s NO WAY she could get THAT into her pussy!”

Terry whispered in Tanya’s ear. Tanya looked up at me and cleared her throat, “Um, Mr. Smith, I mean John, may I have your permission to touch your boner-er- penis?” Roxy really DID tell them everything…

“Only if you promise not to tell anyone! And please, feel free to hold my testicles, too!”

“OK, I promise…” And she slowly reached her right hand toward my throbbing hard-on. She ever-so-gently touched the glans with one finger and thumb. She ran her finger around it, feeling it’s firmness and smoothness. Terry, emboldened by her sister and possibly satisfied my cock wasn’t going to bite, spoke up, “Grandpa John, can I touch your wien- I mean can I touch your penis and balls, I mean, testicles, too? I promise not to tell anyone!”

“Yes, Terry, you may! You know that boys’ testicles are delicate, right?”

“Yeah, I know! One time I accidentally hit Dad’s balls with my knee and I thought he was going to DIE!” She carefully cupped a testicle in each hand and rolled them around feeling and examining them closely. Tanya had gone from gentle touching to wrapping her hand around my member and giving gentle squeezes. She slid her hand up to the glans and squeezed it. It collapsed under her pressure only to re-inflate when she let go. She giggled at this discovery. “Look, Terry!” She demonstrated for her sister who giggled, too. She let Terry try it and started checking out my balls and Terry took over the examination of my rock-hard penis.

“Tanya, look!” Pre-cum was oozing out of my cock. “Is that sperms, Grandpa John?”

“No, Terry, when I get a boner- it’s actually called an “erection”- my penis makes slimy juices- just like your vagina does when you ‘do’ yourself!”

She blushed, “How do you know I ‘do’ myself!?”

“Just a lucky guess! EVERYBODY “does” themselves, silly! It’s called “masturbating” and your vagina gets all slimy and my penis gets slimy to make it easier for you to put my-er- a penis into your vagina.”

“Yeah! And FUCK!” Tanya summarized bluntly, grinning. Her free hand had disappeared under her dress and there were a couple wet spots on the concrete below her crotch. She stared intently at my drooling penis and suddenly popped the head into her mouth, sucking the pre-cum from it.

“Tanya!” Terry whispered. And Tanya removed her mouth.

“Grandpa John…” Tanya began.

“Can we, please, suck your milk out and drink it so we can make our boobies grow? Please? Everybody teases us because all the other girls have boobies in our grade and we have NOTHING!” They both unbuttoned their uniform tops and pulled their dresses off- dropping them on the ground. They stood in front of me matter-of-factly naked except for shoes and socks. Their entire bodies were covered in brown freckles- some darker where the skin was exposed to sunlight. I scanned their nubile young bodies up and down lingering on their puffy, bald vulvas. I looked at their infantile nipples. Even Sarah, a couple years younger, had more development!

“PLEASE, Grandpa John?! We get teased every day! The other girls won’t let us in the girls’ restroom because they call us “Boys”. And they call us names like ‘surfboard’ and ‘pancake’! it’s just not FAIR!!” Tanya started to cry and Terry held her. I stepped toward them and hugged them both.

“I’m sorry you guys are teased, but I don’t really think my ‘milk’ will make your breasts grow. I think it’s just a scam so boys can get blow jobs from girls!” I tried to explain.

“But Roxy has HUGE tits and she said it was because of your milk. And she says your other granddaughters’ boobies are growing because they drank your milk!” Tanya pleaded.

“Please, Grandpa John, you HAVE to let us TRY!” Terry looked at me with puppy-dog eyes and I started to melt.

“OK, but if your parents find out they’ll kill you and then they’ll come over here and kill ME!”

“We won’t tell, promise!”

“Now to do a proper blow-job, you…”

“We know! Roxy told us…” “Silly me!” I thought to myself as Tanya grabbed my wilting cock and stuffed it deep into her mouth. “Remember Tanya, relax your throat and try to get it ALL in…” Terry coached. Tanya’s nose touched my pelvis at first but then my penis was only at half-staff. As it regained it’s full stature she started to choke on ¾ of it. “Let ME try!” Terry begged, and she took over with an eager attack. She held onto my hips and went at my cock like a woodpecker- taking in a little more with each stroke.

“OH,hh, yeah, Terry,” I moaned, “You’re GOOD!”

“Ok, let ME try that…” Tanya tagged in copying her sister’s technique. My hips moved with her rhythm. I could feel the juices boiling in my groin. I grabbed her pigtails.

“Remember, Tanya, Roxy said she got six shots. So you get the first three and I get the next three!”

“OK, girls… get ready…” I felt my orgasm overtaking me. “Here it- GH’MMMMM… Gh’mmmmmm…”

My hips thrust my cock deep into her throat but she hung in there. My knees almost gave out. One…..Two…. Three contractions and Terry didn’t miss a beat. She grabbed my exploding boner from Tanya and continued bobbing up and down- Four….Five…Six….SEVEN! “G’mm….G’mm…” she swallowed greedily. Not a drop was wasted. I quit squirting but she sucked hard on the tip of my penis- determined to get the last drop out. Realizing that Terry got the lion’s share Tanya pulled my cock away from her to get any remnants. I guided her hand to the root of my penis and showed her how to milk out a few more drops.

“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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