Don had a peculiar office in his heart for his similitude granddaughters, Stephanie and Melanie ; and what ‘ pop'wouldn't ?
The miss were amazingly compatible and had always been that way. They shared plaything, 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 room for both, even on the day they graduated from high school school, 18 calendar month ago.
Labor Day weekend was the utmost weekend of the summer for the girls, who would be starting their sophomore class of college in a few more days. Don was especially pleased that they had decided to pass that holiday weekend with him at his abode in the Ozarks.
The offset day, Thursday, was filled with squeeze, hand-holding, stories about college, unpacking bags, unloading bicycles from the car rack, and what toppings were going to be on the pizza for dinner.
During their traditional scrabble game, Don asked if they would like to go out for breakfast at the local… 6 mile away… dining car. All were in understanding, no surprise to Papa.
He thoroughly enjoyed watching the lovely girls as they traveled to and from the little bath house and sweat room, which was located outside the main firm. It was the initiatory time he'd actually noticed that they had grown into fully fledged woman. 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 make away the job, he couldn't get the sight of their long, air wooden leg and shoulder out of his head. His binge member demanded more than attention, so he was forced to jacklight off… forced ? Maybe not… as he pumped, he imagined his picayune girls without those towels. keno ! Cum slam from his rooster and sprayed the commode lid and armoured combat vehicle. Very niggling made it into the bowl, but he didn't care. His fruitcake were relieved and his dick began its wilt.
"You still hinge on up to the falls and back, papa ?"Stephanie asked the next morning, as she swallowed a bite of her ball and toast.
"Every day, ravisher ; is that why y'all brought your cycle ?"
Melanie spoke, since her sister now had a oral fissure wide-cut of bacon,"Yes, Papa, we want to find that pretty little seat where you used to take us swimming. You remember, don't you ? It's been about ten or twelve class, but we had so a great deal fun… grandma 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 spot since your Granny died, though. And you're right ; it is a beautiful little pool. We can jam a picnic basket and welt it to my old Schwinn… if Steph ever finishes her breakfast."
Both girls giggled and gave their pa synchronized lick to his shoulders.
As they peddled their bikes a few yards ahead of him, Don gained a newfound appreciation 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 petty bastards."
He could always tell which girl he was talking to, if he could see their faces. Stephanie, the oldest by four minutes, had a small jetty on her jaw. All the cleaning lady in the category referred to it as a beauty mark. From behind them, however, they looked identical… and so fucking hot.
They took a severance when they reached the Falls at alleyway Creek. The ballpark was small and only had a few campers and day exploiter. It didn't service Don's straining cock when the twins dismounted and he spotted the sweat-soaked crotch of their spandex biking short. The wet fabric had formed around their new pussy back talk, accenting some delicious-looking camel toes.
Don excused himself to the grey construction with whiteness trimness ; ‘ MEN'on the left incline, ‘ WOMEN'on the right. Fortunately, he was the solely occupant ; which made it convenient for him to jerk a load of hot cum into the open-door urinal stall. That portion took less time than emptying his vesica with a long, hard piss.
After Steph and Mel had made a trip to the other side, they returned to Don and the bikes,"How a lot farther, papa ?"
"Little over a mile, Mel. We'll have to walk about half way, ‘ case it's pretty plunge. The ol'pickup handles the level pretty good, but I think my old legs will be better off walking than trying to peddle that hill. I can make it, though. Y'all can make it, too, if you ain't got too soft and became a couple of big ol'pussies."
The secondly he said ‘ big ol'cunt ’, Don knew he could cause chosen his discussion better. He refrained from even glancing at the young woman when he heard them giggle."Now, go up up and let's get pumpin ’."
For the future twenty-five percent Swedish mile, he stared at those fine stern as he heard the twins comment back and forth. Between the snigger, he overheard the word of honor, ‘ pussies'‘ climb up'and ‘ pumping ’."hoot those small shite,"he thought,"they sure make up it hard on an old man, especially being their daddy. If Dave hadn't been electrocuted on that rig, he'd be killing off rafts of boys compensate now… all of them wanting to Ezra Pound those two cunts with all the surd cock they could muster. God, how I love ‘ em… but, God, how I'd honey to make love their Lester Willis Young brains out, too."
"I guess this is where we start walking, dad ?"
"Yeah, love, it won't take long to get up this hill ; postulate off."
Stephanie suppressed a snicker and told Don,"You lead the way, papa. That way, if you fall back down the mound, we can catch your wheel and our lunch ; we don't wany to bring a probability on losing those."
He smiled, shook his digit at her, and started the climbing. Within the first 100 M, he began hearing muted laugh and quiet comments about his ramification, his butt and his … virility ? No ; surely not ... His own granddaughters wouldn't be questioning what it would be like to have sex with their 58yr old granddaddy. He couldn't believe his intellect and his cock started thinking about possibilities… young… twin… possibilities.
At the top of the hill, all three drank some piddle and climbed back onto their bicycles. The lastly fourth part mile would only take a few hour. Don resumed his posture behind the daughter, whose short pants were now completely soaked with sweat,"Goddamnit, Don,"he kept telling himself,"You used to change their diapers ; took them to see Santa article ; help train their softball team ; watched then take the air across the stage and get their diplomas. What the piece of tail is awry with you, old man ? Now you're thinking how Goddamn good it would be to fuck ‘ em. You're a spew, fuckin'mongrel, Don Parker."
Don spotted the big oak grove and told the twin to force over,"We'll walk our motorcycle in, at least far enough that they'll be out of sight. Bikes like yours would be a middling dainty award for thief ; I sure don't to be walking back home base in a couple hours.
Although both loved being outside in the woods, Melanie was always a little more adventurous ; Stephanie, the more loving of the two. It was Melanie that spotted the endocarp slope and the sandlike bank first,"Yes ! This is it, dad ! Oh, I can't delay to get in the water !"
Her vertebral column was to Don as she began to pull off her jersey. Naturally, Don assumed she was wearing her bathing case underneath, and, at this full stop, he was hoping for a skimpy bikini. He saw no twine at all when the shirt was discarded… as she peeled her shorts down, there was no merchant ship objet d'art, either.
Mel turned sideways, giving her grandad a view of her copious pap,"I guess it's still okay to float naked, isn't it, pappa ?"
Don could only stare at the luscious image before him. A whispering at his incline and a touch on his arm brought his aid to the identical heap of flesh on Stephanie's body. She stopped in front of Don,"It's okay, pop. We may not be little girls anymore, but we still like swimming nude."She tugged at his own shirt and asked,"Wan na join us ? No clothes, though."
The flabbergasted grandfather couldn't tear his middle from the beautiful cleaning woman they had grown to be. His mind filled with cerebration of virginity, colza, incest, lovesome lips on his tool, how it would be possible to eat both pussies at the same time…
Until Melanie left the piddle and walked toward him, he had stood mesmerized.
"Okay, dada, here's the deal… first let's get you out of these."Her thumbs hooked in the elastic waistband of his biking short circuit and she tugged them downward. She gasped as his midst, nine inch gumshoe sprang resign 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 articulatio humeri at Stephanie,"Steph ! seem what I found !"
He stood still and stunned as Mel continued to peel him. His jaw was locked and his mind was a blur as she led him into the cool stream. Once in the chili water, he became alert as to what was happening. Both girls were making over him… and his big cock. Their pap were rubbing all over his back and chest, and the hunched their diminished, dingy crotch hair against his hard on.
"Now, you girls don't realize what…"
"Yes, we do, dada,"it was Stephanie talking,"There's not another man we love as lots as we love you. You haven't even had a date since grandma died. We, definitely, cognize what we're doing, pa ; 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 pussy into a place where her pickle was lining up with the head of his irradiation,"Wouldn't you like to sustain your footling girls around all the time ?"
He felt warmth of her labia as his cock head parted them. His hands reached her ass buttock and his strong munition pulled her to him. She winced as the monstrosity entered her. triplet predecessors had been inside the pussy, but this lump of pith reached undiscovered profundity.
Don was so out of his judgment with luxuria that he exploded in seconds. Steph kissed her Papa, over and over,"Wow ! That didn't take long. Next time, can you hold off for me ?"
The drive back to Don's cabin seemed like an timelessness to him. Being downhill all the way, it actually took about ten minutes less ; but when a man is anticipating ecstasy… meter drags way too slowly.
While Stephanie put away the remaining pushover supply and food, Melanie took her grandfather straight to his bed,"It's my turn, Papa. Would you like to do me doggy way ?"
"Wait… wait a second. 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 about 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, Papa ? Are you sure you wouldn't like one more dose before we talk ?"
Don mounted her like an old stud turtle. His testis were able to hold off this time… but only for about seven or eight minutes. His fingers could take easily left bruises on her hips as he squeezed them tight and jerked her midget eubstance to his. As his rooster was finishing, Melanie yelled,"Oh my God, Papa ! I'm gon na cum, too ! keep on it up ; fuck me hard ! ! Oh YESSSSS… YESSSS ! Oh, oh, oh, oh.. ahhhhh ! ! YESSSSssss… oh, mmmmm… yes, pappa, that was the trump ever."
After lying on the bed, beside his female child, for a few minutes, he told them,"Okay, you've bribed me plenty for one day.
How in the Hell do I start……. ?
Now… No, it's not right for us to have incest… but damn, it's so, so good.
Yes, you can know with me while you're in school ; as far as that goes, you can live here as long as long as you want… When I die, the station will be yours, anyway.
I have no theme how I can keep pace with two beautiful, horny char, but maybe it won't bolt down me any metre soon.
You won't have a split bedchamber, though. We're gon na get dressed and go parliamentary law a bed that's big enough for all three of us, today."
"So tell us, Papa, which of us has the best puss ? Mel's fellow says I have the salutary and my swain says hers is."
"Excuse me ? You fuck each other's boyfriends ?"
"They don't know it, though, Papa,"Melanie said,"I use a picayune dab of Elmer's Glue and some ‘ no smear'eye liner. Steph makes a petty bulwark right here and her guy thinks I'm her. She just uses makeup to brood hers. We traded dates once, and both of us agreed to ask them how they liked it when we finished having sex that night. Their answers were as identical as we are,"Honey, they said, that's the C. H. Best shtup I've had in my whole life."Since then, we've switched several times. Billy's peter is longer, but Apostle 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 book his answer for a long, farsighted clip. No way was he going to get on the bad side of either.
As it turned out, Don was never able to decide which twat was best. Each time his hammer was inside one, it was the best.
Three wide-cut years of ecstasy later, The miss graduated from college with B.A.s in very well arts. Stephanie, immediately, went to work out in a natural history museum in Saint Louis. She, eventually, married a co-worker.
Melanie lived with her Papa for two more years while she worked on her Masters degree in Department of Education. She now lives about 60 miles away, but spends every usable weekend with her favorite cock… her Papa, who is now 66, watches homemade smut picture, and jacks off every day when she's not there .