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Grandpa’s Milk – Chapter 15

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Incest stories: Grandpa’s Milk – Chapter 15

Rachel turned and looked and gasped, “Oh, Grandpa… May I ?!” She didn’t wait for an answer. She squatted down and impaled her face on my rock-hard boner. “Rachel! I don’t think…” I started, “M’mmm, Rachel…” “YEAH, Rachel,” Roxy cheered, “drink that milk!” She reached under her top and rubbed her gorgeous globes as she watched Rachel’s head ‘woodpeckering’ my crotch. Abby and Sarah had their hands down their pants and smiled while they watched. “Oh! Rachel!” I heard myself, “You’re—getting—good—M’MM—at that!!”

She held my cock tightly at the base and fucked it with her mouth- getting about three quarters of it down. I could feel my throbbing rod hitting the back of her mouth. She paused for a breath, “Come on, Grandpa! I NEED your milk!” she said, stroking my cock urgently. She dove right back down on me. I was in heaven! It only took a couple minutes for my prostate to finally respond, “OH, GOD, Rachel—here’s—your—milk! G’mmmmmm!” She backed off with just the head in her mouth and grabbed my shaft and stroked it madly as I shot blast after blast of hot jizz into her throat.

She gulped down the precious serum- not wasting a drop! As my orgasm subsided my knees felt weak and my head spun. I half stumbled backwards into the lone chair behind me in the dressing room. Rachel, like a baby on a teat, came with me. She wasn’t about to lose any of that magical boob-popping elixir! She sucked hard on the end of my cock and ran her thumb up my urethra- milking out any remnants.

She looked up at me and finally took her mouth off my cock and smiled, “Thank you, Grandpa! Now…” she stood up and whipped off her leggings, “it’s MY TURN!” She stepped forward and straddled my lap and sat down, grinning. She grabbed my flagging penis and stroked it back to life (another score for Cialis!), rose up and aimed my re-hardened member at her dripping love-hole.

She put her head back and closed her eyes, smiling as she slowly lowered herself onto my throbbing shaft. Her face changed to a frown of concentration as she willed her incredibly tight pussy to relax and accept my male intrusion. I could feel her cunt muscles on my cock relaxing and contracting as my boner slowly slid in.

She bent her head forward so she could watch the last inch disappear into her tiny snatch. She leaned forward and hugged me, “I love you, Grandpa!” she said and I could feel her intentionally tighten her pussy muscles around my hot hard-on, like her pussy was hugging my cock! Then she relaxed again, rocking her pelvis forward pushing another millimeter of cock into her already full love-tunnel. “M’mm, I just LOVE having your boner in me, Grandpa! I could sit all DAY with your boner up my pussy!” Her breaths got heavier and deeper. “But—H’mmm—h’mmm—my pussy is—h’mmm—ACHING!” She started rocking her pelvis back and forward- still hugging me. “I’m—so—h’mm—HORNY—h’mm—Grandpa!” She was panting now.

She continued to hug my chest but she started raising her hips off my lap and dropping back down and grinding her clit against my pubic bone. “Uh—uh—uh” she grunted each time my shaft stabbed her tight pussy. She was picking up the tempo and I could feel her body start to tense. “OH, GRANDPA!—OH!— G’hnnnnnnnnn!” She slammed her hips down and squeezed my torso flattening her bulbous boobies against my stomach.

Her whole body twitched and shook. Her cunt muscles rippled up and down my cock. If I hadn’t just emptied my balls in her mouth I’d be emptying them NOW! Her orgasm seemed to last forever but she finally started to relax. “Oh, Grandpa…” she finally spoke, “I love you so much! You give me absolutely the BEST twitchies, but…” she sat up rubbing her tits, “I hurt my boobies!” The other three giggled.

She slid back ‘til she sat on my knees. My drenched cock fell out of her with a ‘slurrp’ onto my thighs and left her vagina gaping open. They all stared at my cock, still in wonder as if it were the first time they saw it. “Hermie looks exhausted!” Sarah observed and she reached down to gently rub ‘him’. “Yeah, I replied, “he LOVES getting sucked and tight little girls’ pussy’s and squirting his milk with his twitchies but too much fun gets him tired…” As we all watched ‘he’ slowly shrunk to half his excited size.

“So let’s let Hermie rest,” I pulled my shorts leg down to cover ‘him’, “change back into your old clothes so we can buy these new ones. Then we’ll go to Kid’s Kastle!” I revelled in the beauty of the four nubile naked young preteens in various stages of development before me. Their giggling brought me out of my trance, “Graandpaa! It’s not polite to stare!” they all whispered in unison. “Oh yeah?!” I countered, “You guys were staring at Hermie!” “Yeah, but HE’S so CUTE…” Sarah reasoned and she reached up my shorts and gave him a squeeze.

I happened to glance (stare?) at Rachel’s vulva and something looked different. “Hey, baby girl, come here…” I said to her pussy. She came over smiling and stood in front of me as if for inspection. “What’s happening down here, missy!” I reached up and gently fingered her wrinkled, floppy, protruding labia minora. She jerked slightly, still smiling. “I know, my lips hang out- you said they were sexy!”

“But, baby girl, look at them NOW…” I reached up with both hands and she parted her knees and bent over to look. I ran a finger down the middle to separate them. Then I gently grasped each side between my thumb and forefinger and pulled them down. There was a collective gasp as all eyes were watching. I stretched her pink flaps gently and they looked like butterfly wings- about two inches long each. I let them go and they sprung back up but hung lower than before- still slightly parted. “Oh, baby girl! They are marvellous! You are SO lucky to have such beautiful labia!” I stood up and hugged her excitedly. “OW!” she cringed, “Be CAREFUL, Grandpa…” she backed up, rubbing her tits. “Sorry, Rachel…” I said. “But thank you, Grandpa!” and she beamed.

After they dressed we made our way to the till but something else caught my eye. There was a rack of “short-shorts” on the way and I detoured over to it. I had an idea! “Do you guys like short-shorts?” I asked stupidly. “Yeah!” was the chorus. “Have you ever heard of a girl named “Daisy Duke” ?” I asked as I grabbed appropriate sizes.

There was silence and puzzled looks all around. We made our purchase and I took them to Kid’s Kastle where I figured they could change into their new clothes in the restroom. I paid our admission (parents/grandparents were FREE- imagine that?) which included a highly nutritional meal of a hot dog, chips and pop. I led them to the girl’s restroom door and handed them the bag of clothes. They just stood and looked at it. “But Grampa…” Sarah began, “we need you to do our vulvas into camel toes…” she pleaded with big eyes.

“Oh, now you’re being ridiculous!” I protested. “I showed you how to do it and you’re all smart girls… Besides, I can’t go into the girl’s restroom. Somebody would call the cops!”

“OK!” Abby replied, “We’ll go into the BOY’S room!” she grabbed the bag and led them into the boy’s restroom before I could protest. The solution was logical. If one man went into a ladies restroom there would be such a commotion and security people and cops! But a woman could go into the men’s room and strip naked and nothing would happen except the changing of the sizes of certain male body parts! So I followed them in.

There were a couple boys at the four urinals and they looked surprised and then worried at the sight of four girls entering the room. “Oh, MAN, do I have to PEE!” Abby exclaimed and she pulled her leggings down past her vulva and walked over to a vacant urinal next to one boy- giving him a good flash. His eyes just about popped out! She took her stance close to the urinal and started a one-handed pee. She looked at the boy next to her who was still staring- his mouth gaping open.

“You wanna WATCH?” she asked as she stepped back for him to see her pee arcing two feet into the urinal from her hairless snatch. “Whoa!” the boy exclaimed. He obviously recovered from: seeing a girl in the boy’s room; seeing a girl’s pussy- to the point of being impressed that a girl could pee while standing! “That’s pretty COOL! I didn’t think girls could DO that!” He zipped up and gave her a ‘high-five’. He turned around and checked out her hot little ass as he walked to the sinks. “And you’ve got a cute ASS, too!”

“Well, thank you!” Abby replied. As she finished the other three joined her at other urinals. Abby pulled off her leggings, “Do you like my PUSSY, too?” She blatantly stood with her hands on her hips and her legs spread. The boy made a double-take at her bare pussy, looked at me and said, “Uh… yeah! That’s nice, too… I gotta go…” he and the other boy made a bee-line for the door. “Now, Abby! Enough of that!” I scolded.

“Everybody in the wheelchair stall- NOW!” I commanded. I helped them strip and dress and “make their vulvas into camel toes” as Sarah so eloquently put it. While we were there I grabbed toilet paper and wiped up some cunt drool. I finished with Sarah when she said, “Can you DO me please, Grampa? I got so HORNY watching Rachel fuck you!” “Yeah, me too!” Abby and Roxy echoed. “Hey, you bunch of perverts! I’m not going to be “doing” anybody here! It’s the BOY’S RESTROOM, for Pete’s sake!” I whispered, “boys could walk in ANY TIME! Come on…” I opened the stall door, “Let’s go have FUN!”

“YEAH!” Abby agreed, “Fun showing off our CAMEL TOES!” I watched their tight little butts and ‘Toes’ wiggle as they marched out the door. Sarah’s excitement and state of ‘horniness’ revealed itself as her pink clit stood out from the middle of her ‘toe’ in her pink leggings.

They headed straight for the climbing wall and lined up for a turn. I found a bench and sat and watched. Heads, both young and old, were already turning. Some older guys tried not to be too obvious about staring. Others didn’t care an ogled with gaping mouths. Fathers were adjusting uncomfortable bulges in their pants. One by one the girls made it to the climbing wall attendants- two young men, probably high-school seniors. They gave each other a knowing look as Rachel and Roxy approached to be ‘harnessed’ to climb the wall.

The young men obviously enjoyed their jobs! The girls giggled as the boys “checked” the harnesses for tightness by running their hands under the straps and getting a good ‘feel’ in the process. Roxy went over to Rachel and whispered in her ear. They looked at Rachel’s attendant and giggled. It was impossible for him to hide his boner in the sweat pants he was wearing. Then the REAL show began when the girls started climbing. The boys practically drooled watching their perfect little butts ascend the wall. To top it all off they each had a wet spot in the middle of their crotches!

They reached the top of the twelve-foot wall and said something inaudible to each other and giggled some more. They both started carefully climbing down, relishing the stares of their ‘spotters’ on the floor. Rachel was quicker and at about five feet off the floor she screamed and ‘slipped’ and lost her grip and the young man ‘caught’ her with the safety line he held in his hands. She dangled for a few seconds above him and he reassured her that she was OK. As he lowered her she wrapped both her arms and legs around him. He grabbed the first thing within his grasp- her ass! She relaxed her grip causing her to slide down his body. His hands slid up her back as her hot, moist pussy slid over his manhood. “Sorry! I slipped…” Rachel lied, grinning at him.

Roxy did the same thing only lower and she fell back into her attendant with a short fake scream. He grabbed her around the torso as she fell into him. As he lowered her to the floor she wiggled her ass on his boner and I saw him quickly grab a handful of tit. She turned around, blushing, “Thank you for catching me- I guess I slipped…” They both got unharnessed and walked back toward me whispering and giggling. “Did you two have fun?” I asked with a suspicious gaze. “Yeah!” Rachel exclaimed, “Everybody just LOVES our camel toes! All the boys and some of the girls are just STARING! Thank you, Grandpa!”

“No, I meant the climbing wall!” I clarified.

“Oh- that was fun, too. The assistant was REAL nice…” was all she said.

“Why don’t you guys stop in the restroom and clean up. It looks like you had a LOT of fun!” I said looking down at her wet crotch.

“Oh my god! Come ON, Roxy!” She urged as she looked at Roxy’s growing wet patch.

Abby and Sarah already finished wall climbing and were off to a big slide. The kids climbed up a long stairway- about 25 feet up and came down a spiral slide ending in a pit of softball sized plastic balls. I enjoyed watching their camel toes as they climbed out of the pit smiling at me. Then I followed their hot little bubble butts up the stairs. They came down with their arms over their heads.

The friction on Sarah’s crop top pulled it up to her neck- baring her swollen chest. Her nipples puckered into tight little points. She was oblivious and the show lasted until she climbed out of the pit and her top fell back down. By that time, however, I was busy watching her proud little clitoris standing out in the middle of her camel toe!

Abby’s top was longer and not quite as loose so it didn’t ride up as much. She saw Sarah flashing her tits and the next time Abby came down she had HER cute little mounds on display, too! (Probably NOT occidentally!). Abby and Sarah seemed to love the slide and kept at it- over and over. Abby seemed to find a friend and they chatted on their way up the stairs. Halfway up Abby pulled up her top and displayed her tits to her new girlfriend. The other girl made a comment and raised HER shirt as they climbed.

Oh, to be a fly on the wall as they apparently had a discussion about boobs! The three of them came down, one at a time, with their shirts up. The new friend, about Abby’s age, nine, was less developed than Sarah but she was proud of her puffy nipples. They jumped and crawled in the pool of colorful plastic balls. Suddenly Abby stood up, giggling, with huge tits!

She had stuffed two of the balls under her shirt and was displaying them like a proud peacock! The other two laughed and immediately grabbed two balls each and did the same. They got out and strutted past me, grinning, to the stairs for another go. Abby and her friend chattered excitedly all the way up the stairs. They flew, laughing, down again into the pit and climbed out. They looked over at me and Abby whispered in the girl’s ear. She looked down and pulled her too-loose leggings up into her crotch as they came over to me.

“Grandpa!” Abby said breathlessly, “This is our new friend, Vanna!”

“Pleased to meet you, Vanna!” I greeted with a smile. I had been sitting on a bench, cross-legged with my arm draped on the back of the bench. I uncrossed my legs, leaned forward and offered my hand in greeting. “Hi, Mr.-Grandpa!” she smiled back as she shook my hand. Her gaze dropped and her eyes widened as she stared at my crotch. Her mouth went from a smile to a dumbfounded “O”. I followed her gaze down to my cock laying on the bench between my thighs. “Oh, my goodness!” I gasped and quickly clapped my thighs together. “I’m SO sorry, Vanna, it was an accident- are you OK!?” The other two saw the slip, too, and now looked with concern at Vanna’s look of shock.

“That was your PENIS!” she finally said to me with saucer-eyes. “THAT’S what they look like? That’s SO COOL, Mister! That’s the first penis I’ve ever seen! I mean I’ve seen them in drawings in the sex ed books but yours is HUGE!”

“Oh, that’s just Hermie…” Sarah tried to downplay. “You mean you’ve seen it before?” Vanna asked, incredulously. “Yeah!” added Abby, leading her away to the stairs, “We’re naturist s…” And off they went chatting once again. I looked around and subtly tucked my junk back up the leg of my shorts. They came screaming and giggling down the slide once more and Abby led the trio over to me.

I could tell there was something cooking. “Grandpa…” she began, “I- We have to go pee…” “Well,” I said, “you know where the restrooms are…” “Can you take us?” she gave me the old ‘puppy dogs’. “Oh, alright!” I relented. I uncrossed my legs again and three pairs of eyes darted downward to my crotch. Vanna had such a look of disappointment when she saw only my shorts!

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