Don had a special place in his tenderness for his twin granddaughters, Stephanie and Melanie ; and what ‘ dada'wouldn't ?
The girls were amazingly compatible and had always been that way. They shared toys, food, their love of music and dance, and never quarreled over who got to sit in Papa's lap… as far as Don was concerned, there was always elbow room for both, even on the day they graduated from highschool school, 18 months ago.
parturiency Day weekend was the shoemaker's last weekend of the summertime for the girlfriend, who would be starting their sophomore class of college in a few Sir Thomas More mean solar day. Don was especially proud of that they had decided to expend that holiday weekend with him at his nursing home in the Ozarks.
The first day, Th, was filled with hugs, hand-holding, fib about college, unpacking bags, unloading bicycles from the car single-foot, and what toppings were going to be on the pizza for dinner.
During their traditional scrabble secret plan, Don asked if they would wish to go out for breakfast at the local… 6 miles away… dining compartment. All were in agreement, no surprisal to Papa.
He thoroughly enjoyed watching the lovely girlfriend as they traveled to and from the humble tub house and sauna, which was located outside the main household. It was the first base metre he'd actually noticed that they had grown into fully fledged charwoman. The fact that they were barely covered with their towels had the 58yr old's dick beginning to rise.
Although he strode to his bathroom and tried to piss away the problem, he couldn't get the mint of their farseeing, denude leg and shoulder joint out of his nous. His engorged fellow member demanded to a greater extent attention, so he was forced to jacklight off… forced ? Maybe not… as he pumped, he imagined his little girls without those towels. beano ! Cum dead reckoning from his cock and sprayed the sewer lid and tankful. Very little made it into the bowl, but he didn't care. His nuts were relieved and his shaft began its wilt.
"You still bait up to the falls and back, pa ?"Stephanie asked the following morning, as she swallowed a bit of her eggs and toast.
"Every day, sweetheart ; is that why y'all brought your bikes ?"
Melanie spoke, since her sister now had a mouthpiece fully of bacon,"Yes, pop, we want to find that pretty petty place where you used to take us swimming. You remember, don't you ? It's been about ten or twelve years, but we had so often fun… Granny fussed the whole time ‘ cause she thought we shouldn't be swimming naked."
"I know exactly where it is, Honey ; haven't been to that situation since your grandmother died, though. And you're right ; it is a beautiful little puddle. We can pack a picnic basket and slash it to my old Schwinn… if Steph ever finishes her breakfast."
Both girls giggled and gave their Papa synchronized punches to his shoulders.
As they peddled their bikes a few yards ahead of him, Don gained a newfound taste of his granddaughters'fine, tight asses.
"damn,"he thought,"If I was twenty again, I'd love to ram ol'Fat Boy up both of them. I wonder if they're still virgins ; probably not. Whoever is fucking them are lucky slight bastards."
He could always recite which girl he was talking to, if he could see their faces. Stephanie, the one-time by four minutes, had a minuscule mole on her jaw. All the women in the kin referred to it as a beauty mark. From behind them, however, they looked identical… and so fucking hot.
They took a fracture when they reached the Falls at Alley brook. The commons was modest and only had a few campers and day drug user. It didn't help Don's straining tool when the twins dismounted and he spotted the sweat-soaked crotches of their spandex biking shorts. The wet material had formed around their vernal pussy sass, accenting some delicious-looking camel toes.
Don excused himself to the gray building with bloodless trim ; ‘ MEN'on the remaining face, ‘ WOMEN'on the right. Fortunately, he was the only occupant ; which made it convenient for him to jerk a lading of hot cum into the open-door urinal carrell. That region took less time than emptying his vesica with a long, arduous piss.
After Steph and Mel had made a stumble to the early side, they returned to Don and the bicycle,"How very much further, Papa ?"
"Little over a mile, Mel. We'll have to walk about half way, ‘ cause it's pretty extortionate. The ol'pick-me-up handles the grade pretty thoroughly, but I think my old stage will be dependable off walking than trying to peddle that mound. I can make it, though. Y'all can relieve oneself it, too, if you ain't got too soft and became a couple of big ol'pussies."
The secondly he said ‘ big ol'pussycat ’, Don knew he could birth chosen his countersign better. He refrained from even glancing at the lady friend when he heard them giggle."Now, mount up and let's get pumpin ’."
For the next after part mile, he stared at those delicately tooshie as he heard the Twin Falls comment back and Forth River. Between the snickers, he overheard the Good Book, ‘ pussies'‘ setting up'and ‘ pumping ’."Damn those little Irish bull,"he thought,"they sure throw it hard on an old man, especially being their daddy. If Dave hadn't been electrocuted on that rig, he'd be killing off dozens of boys good now… all of them wanting to Syrian pound those two bitch with all the hard cock they could come up. God, how I love ‘ em… but, God, how I'd love to hump their Loretta Young brain out, too."
"I guess this is where we start walking, pappa ?"
"Yeah, dear, it won't take long to get up this hill ; choose off."
Stephanie suppressed a snicker and told Don,"You lead the way, dada. That way, if you fall back down the hill, we can bewitch your bike and our lunch ; we don't wany to take a chance on losing those."
He smiled, shook his finger at her, and started the climbing. Within the first one hundred yards, he began hearing muted laugh and quiet comments about his legs, his butt and his … manfulness ? No ; surely not ... His own granddaughters wouldn't be questioning what it would be like to hold sex with their 58yr old grandfather. He couldn't believe his mind and his putz started thinking about possibilities… young… twin… possibilities.
At the top of the Benny Hill, all three drank some water and climbed back onto their cycle. The last one-fourth statute mile would only consider a few minutes. Don resumed his position behind the girls, whose trunks were now completely soaked with sweat,"Goddamnit, Don,"he kept telling himself,"You used to change their napkin ; took them to see Santa Clause ; help oneself coach their softball game squad ; watched then take the air across the stage and get their sheepskin. What the fuck is wrong with you, old man ? Now you're thinking how Goddamn good it would be to have a go at it ‘ em. You're a sick, fuckin'bastard, Don Parker."
Don spotted the big oak grove and told the twin to pull up over,"We'll walk our bikes in, at to the lowest degree far enough that they'll be out of sight. cycle like yours would be a middling overnice prize for thieves ; I sure don't to be walking back home plate in a couple hours.
Although both loved being out of doors in the woods, Melanie was always a picayune more adventurous ; Stephanie, the more loving of the two. It was Melanie that spotted the pit side and the flaxen bank first,"Yes ! This is it, dad ! Oh, I can't delay to get in the water !"
Her spine was to Don as she began to deplume off her t-shirt. Naturally, Don assumed she was wearing her washup wooing underneath, and, at this degree, he was hoping for a skimpy two-piece. He saw no drawing string at all when the shirt was discarded… as she peeled her shorts down, there was no bottom piece, either.
Mel turned sideways, giving her grandfather a view of her sizeable bosom,"I guess it's still okay to drown naked, isn't it, pappa ?"
Don could only stare at the luscious paradigm before him. A rustle at his side and a touch on his arm brought his attention to the indistinguishable mounds of anatomy on Stephanie's soundbox. She stopped in front man of Don,"It's okay, pappa. We may not be little daughter anymore, but we still like swimming nude."She tugged at his own shirt and asked,"Wan na join us ? No clothes, though."
The dumfounded grandpa couldn't tear his eyes from the beautiful women they had grown to be. His nous filled with mentation of virginity, assault, incest, warm lips on his cock, how it would be possible to eat both kitty-cat at the same time…
Until Melanie left the water system and walked toward him, he had stood mesmerized.
"OK, dad, here's the deal… initiatory let's get you out of these."Her thumbs hooked in the elastic waistband of his biking shorts and she tugged them downward. She gasped as his midst, nine inch dick sprang free in front of her face.
"Whoa ! ! Papa… Neither of us are virgins, but I've never seen one of these this big."She glanced over her shoulder at Stephanie,"Steph ! take care what I found !"
He stood still and stunned as Mel continued to discase him. His jaw was locked and his thinker was a blur as she led him into the cool flow. Once in the chilly water supply, he became alert as to what was happening. Both young woman were making over him… and his big shaft. Their tits were rubbing all over his cover and chest, and the hunched their small, disconsolate bush against his unvoiced on.
"Now, you girls don't realize what…"
"Yes, we do, dada,"it was Stephanie talking,"There's not another man we love as much as we love you. You haven't even had a engagement since Granny died. We, definitely, recognize what we're doing, Papa ; we've given this a lot of thought. We want to give you all the sex you want. We're transferring to Springfield State after this semester and we want to live with you while we go to school."She worked her kitty into a berth where her gob was lining up with the mind of his dick,"Wouldn't you like to have your petty fille around all the time ?"
He felt warmness of her labia as his stopcock head parted them. His hands reached her ass boldness and his strong arm pulled her to him. She winced as the demon entered her. trine precursor had been inside the kitty, but this hunk of nitty-gritty reached unexplored depth.
Don was so out of his mind with lecherousness that he exploded in moment. Steph kissed her dad, over and over,"Wow ! That didn't take long. Next time, can you wait for me ?"
The ride back to Don's cabin seemed like an eternity to him. Being downhill all the way, it actually took about ten proceedings less ; but when a man is anticipating ecstasy… time sweep up way too slowly.
While Stephanie put away the remaining picnic supplies and food, Melanie took her grandfather straight to his bed,"It's my turn, Papa. Would you like to do me doggy style ?"
"Wait… wait a minute. I'm sorry, Honey, but this is just wrong. I can't be having sex with my granddaughters. It's just not right. We all need to sit down and talk over what's happening."
As he talked to her, Melanie stripped, crawled onto the bed, and was wiggling her beautiful ass in the air,"Didn't you like fucking Steph, dada ? Are you sure you wouldn't like one more dose before we talk ?"
Don mounted her like an old stud turtle. His nuts were able to hold off this time… but only for about seven or eight minutes. His digit could receive easily left bruises on her hips as he squeezed them tight and jerked her lilliputian torso to his. As his stopcock was finishing, Melanie yelled,"Oh my God, Papa ! I'm gon na cum, too ! Keep it up ; fuck me arduous ! ! Oh YESSSSS… YESSSS ! Oh, oh, oh, oh.. ahhhhh ! ! YESSSSssss… oh, mmmmm… yes, Papa, that was the beneficial ever."
After lying on the bed, beside his female child, for a few min, he told them,"OK, you've bribed me enough for one day.
How in the hell do I start……. ?
Now… No, it's not right for us to birth incest… but red cent, it's so, so good.
Yes, you can live with me while you're in shoal ; as far as that goes, you can live here as long as long as you want… When I die, the space will be yours, anyway.
I have no theme how I can hold back pace with two beautiful, horny cleaning woman, but maybe it won't kill me any time soon.
You won't have a separate bedroom, though. We're gon na get togged up and go Order a bed that's big enough for all three of us, today."
"So tell us, Papa, which of us has the best pussy ? Mel's boyfriend says I have the undecomposed and my boyfriend says hers is."
"Excuse me ? You fuck each other's young man ?"
"They don't know it, though, dad,"Melanie said,"I use a short dab of Elmer's mucilage and some ‘ no smear'eye liner. Steph makes a piddling mole right here and her guy thinks I'm her. She just uses physical composition to cover hers. We traded escort once, and both of us agreed to ask them how they liked it when we finished having sex that night. Their solution were as indistinguishable as we are,"honey, they said, that's the Charles Herbert Best screwing I've had in my whole life."Since then, we've switched respective fourth dimension. Billy's dick is longer, but Saint Paul's is thicker. We've shared three cocks… four, including yours, which is longer and fatter than both of theirs."
Don informed the girls that he'd appropriate his answer for a farsighted, farseeing prison term. No way was he going to get on the bad side of either.
As it turned out, Don was never able to settle which slit was best. Each meter his cock was inside one, it was the best.
III wide-cut class of ecstasy later, The girls graduated from college with B.A.s in fine arts. Stephanie, immediately, went to work in a cancel History museum in holy person Louis. She, eventually, married a co-worker.
Melanie lived with her daddy for two to a greater extent age while she worked on her Masters degree in education. She now lives about 60 mi away, but spends every useable weekend with her favorite cock… her papa, who is now 66, watches homemade erotica videos, and jacks off every day when she's not there .