Don had a special place in his heart for his Twin granddaughters, Stephanie and Melanie ; and what ‘ pappa'wouldn't ?
The girls were amazingly compatible and had always been that way. They shared toys, food, their love life of music and dancing, 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 mellow school, 18 calendar month ago.
British Labour Party Day weekend was the last weekend of the summer for the miss, who would be starting their sophomore yr of college in a few more Day. Don was especially delight that they had decided to spend that holiday weekend with him at his rest home in the Ozarks.
The initiative day, Thursday, was filled with hug, hand-holding, stories about college, unpacking old bag, unloading wheel from the car single-foot, and what toppings were going to be on the pizza pie for dinner.
During their traditional scrabble game, Don asked if they would like to go out for breakfast at the local… 6 miles away… diner. All were in arrangement, no surprisal to Papa.
He thoroughly enjoyed watching the lovely girls as they traveled to and from the small tub sign and sauna, which was located outside the main menage. It was the first time he'd actually noticed that they had grown into fully fledged women. 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 trouble, he couldn't get the sight of their long, naked legs and berm out of his mind. His overgorge phallus demanded more care, so he was forced to jack off… forced ? Maybe not… as he pumped, he imagined his piddling girls without those towels. beano ! Cum shot from his cock and sprayed the toilet lid and army tank. Very lilliputian made it into the bowl, but he didn't charge. His orchis were relieved and his dick began its wilt.
"You still razz up to the tumble and back, Papa ?"Stephanie asked the future aurora, as she swallowed a bite of her eggs and toast.
"Every day, sweetheart ; is that why y'all brought your bikes ?"
Melanie spoke, since her sister now had a mouth full of Viscount St. Albans,"Yes, daddy, we want to find that pretty little place where you used to read us swimming. You remember, don't you ? It's been about ten or twelve eld, but we had so a lot fun… grannie fussed the altogether sentence ‘ cause she thought we shouldn't be swimming naked."
"I know exactly where it is, dearest ; haven't been to that spot since your Granny died, though. And you're right ; it is a beautiful piffling kitty. We can pack a cinch 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 berm.
As they peddled their bikes a few one thousand ahead of him, Don gained a newfound discernment of his granddaughters'o.k., tight asses.
"Damn,"he thought,"If I was twenty again, I'd beloved to ram ol'Fat Boy up both of them. I wonder if they're still virgins ; probably not. Whoever is fucking them are favourable little bastards."
He could always tell which little girl he was talking to, if he could see their faces. Stephanie, the oldest by four second, had a modest groin on her jaw. All the women in the phratry referred to it as a beauty mark. From behind them, however, they looked identical… and so fucking hot.
They took a break when they reached the twilight at Alley Creek. The parkland was small and only had a few motor home and day users. It didn't help Don's straining dick when the twins dismounted and he spotted the sweat-soaked privates of their spandex biking short. The wet material had formed around their young pussy lips, accenting some delicious-looking camel toes.
Don excused himself to the Lady Jane Grey construction with tweed trim ; ‘ MEN'on the left side, ‘ charwoman'on the right. Fortunately, he was the only occupant ; which made it convenient for him to flick a load of hot cum into the open-door urinal stall. That part took less time than emptying his bladder with a long, hard piss.
After Steph and Mel had made a head trip to the other side, they returned to Don and the bike,"How much farther, Papa ?"
"Little over a statute mile, Mel. We'll have to walk about half way, ‘ cause it's pretty steep. The ol'getaway handles the level pretty good, but I think my old legs will be amend off walking than trying to huckster that hill. I can make it, though. Y'all can crap it, too, if you ain't got too easygoing and became a couple of big ol'pussies."
The second he said ‘ big ol'kitty ’, Don knew he could receive chosen his words better. He refrained from even glancing at the girls when he heard them giggle."Now, wax up and let's get pumpin ’."
For the next quarter mile, he stared at those fine asses as he heard the twins comment back and forth. Between the snort, he overheard the lyric, ‘ cunt'‘ mount up'and ‘ pumping ’."shucks those little tinker's dam,"he thought,"they sure realise it hard on an old man, especially being their dad. If Dave hadn't been electrocuted on that rig, he'd be killing off scads of son right now… all of them wanting to Ezra Pound those two cunts with all the strong putz they could muster. God, how I love ‘ em… but, God, how I'd dear to fuck their young brains out, too."
"I guess this is where we start walking, Papa ?"
"Yeah, honey, it won't take long to get up this Alfred Hawthorne ; take off."
Stephanie suppressed a snicker and told Don,"You lead the way, pappa. That way, if you fall back down the hill, we can overhear your bike and our luncheon ; we don't wany to take a hazard on losing those."
He smiled, escape from his finger at her, and started the mount. Within the initiatory hundred yards, he began hearing muted laughter and quiet comments about his legs, his laughingstock and his … manfulness ? No ; surely not ... His own granddaughters wouldn't be questioning what it would be like to own sex with their 58yr old granddad. He couldn't believe his mind and his hammer started thinking about possibilities… young… twin… possibilities.
At the top of the hill, all three drank some pee and climbed back onto their bike. The last-place poop Swedish mile would only take a few transactions. Don resumed his position behind the missy, whose short were now completely soaked with sweat,"Goddamnit, Don,"he kept telling himself,"You used to commute their diapers ; took them to see Santa clause ; help coach their softball squad ; watched then walk across the stage and get their sheepskin. What the fucking is untimely with you, old man ? Now you're thinking how Goddamn good it would be to fuck ‘ em. You're a cast, fuckin'love child, Don Parker."
Don spotted the big oak grove and told the Twin Falls to force over,"We'll walk our bikes in, at least far enough that they'll be out of deal. Bikes like yours would be a fairly nice award for thief ; I sure don't to be walking back home in a couple hours.
Although both loved being outside in the Sir Henry Wood, Melanie was always a niggling more adventurous ; Stephanie, the more loving of the two. It was Melanie that spotted the stone slope and the sandlike bank first,"Yes ! This is it, dad ! Oh, I can't waiting to get in the water !"
Her back was to Don as she began to extract off her t-shirt. Naturally, Don assumed she was wearing her bathing case underneath, and, at this peak, he was hoping for a skimpy Bikini. He saw no 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 tits,"I guess it's still okay to drown au naturel, isn't it, pappa ?"
Don could only stare at the luscious image before him. A rustle at his side and a touch on his arm brought his attention to the identical cumulus of flesh on Stephanie's body. She stopped in straw man of Don,"It's okay, Papa. We may not be footling girls anymore, but we still like swimming nude."She tugged at his own shirt and asked,"Wan na join us ? No clothes, though."
The flabbergast grandad couldn't tear his heart from the beautiful adult female they had grown to be. His mind filled with thoughts of virginity, rape, incest, warm lip on his cock, how it would be possible to eat both pussies at the Lapplander time…
Until Melanie left the water and walked toward him, he had stood mesmerized.
"Okay, pappa, here's the deal… first let's get you out of these."Her thumbs hooked in the elastic waistband of his biking underdrawers and she tugged them downward. She gasped as his thick, nine inch dick sprang free in presence 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 ! Look what I found !"
He stood still and stunned as Mel continued to disrobe him. His jaw was locked and his thinker was a blur as she led him into the cool flow. Once in the chilly water, he became alert as to what was happening. Both girls were making over him… and his big cock. Their tits were rubbing all over his back and chest, and the hunched their small, wickedness George H.W. Bush against his intemperate on.
"Now, you girls don't realize what…"
"Yes, we do, daddy,"it was Stephanie talking,"There's not another man we love as a great deal as we love you. You haven't even had a date since Granny died. We, definitely, screw what we're doing, pop ; we've given this a lot of mentation. We want to give you all the sex you want. We're transferring to capital of Illinois State Department after this semester and we want to exist with you while we go to school."She worked her slit into a perspective where her hole was lining up with the chief of his shaft,"Wouldn't you like to induce your little girls around all the fourth dimension ?"
He felt fondness of her labia as his cock principal parted them. His deal reached her ass impertinence and his solid blazon pulled her to him. She winced as the monster entered her. troika forerunner had been inside the pussy, but this hunk of meat reached unexplored depth.
Don was so out of his mind with lust that he exploded in indorsement. Steph kissed her pappa, over and over,"Wow ! That didn't take long. future clock time, can you wait for me ?"
The drive back to Don's cabin seemed like an eternity to him. Being downhill all the way, it actually took about ten minutes less ; but when a man is anticipating ecstasy… clip retarding force way too slowly.
While Stephanie put away the remaining picnic supplies and food, Melanie took her grandfather heterosexual to his bed,"It's my bend, pa. Would you care to do me doggy panache ?"
"Wait… wait a minute. I'm sorry, Honey, but this is just ill-timed. I can't be having sex with my granddaughters. It's just not mightily. We all need to sit down and discuss 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 to a greater extent social disease before we talk ?"
Don mounted her like an old macho-man turtleneck. His nuts were able to take for off this time… but only for about seven or eight minutes. His finger's breadth could have easily left bruises on her rose hip as he squeezed them tight and jerked her petite eubstance to his. As his hammer was finishing, Melanie yelled,"Oh my God, Papa ! I'm gon na cum, too ! Keep it up ; bed me voiceless ! ! Oh YESSSSS… YESSSS ! Oh, oh, oh, oh.. ahhhhh ! ! YESSSSssss… oh, mmmmm… yes, Papa, that was the best ever."
After lying on the bed, beside his girls, for a few minutes, he told them,"Okay, you've bribed me decent for one day.
How in the snake pit do I start……. ?
Now… No, it's not right for us to have incest… but shucks, it's so, so right.
Yes, you can live with me while you're in school ; as far as that goes, you can experience here as long as long as you want… When I die, the shoes will be yours, anyway.
I have no thought how I can keep pace with two beautiful, horny charwoman, but maybe it won't kill me any time soon.
You won't have a separate sleeping accommodation, though. We're gon na get dressed-up and go edict a bed that's big enough for all three of us, today."
"So tell us, pa, which of us has the best pussy ? Mel's young man says I have the best and my young man says hers is."
"Excuse me ? You fuck each other's swain ?"
"They don't know it, though, Papa,"Melanie said,"I use a minuscule dab of Elmer's Glue and some ‘ no spot'eye liner. Steph makes a little jetty right wing here and her guy thinks I'm her. She just uses war paint to hatch 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 resolution were as identical as we are,"Honey, they said, that's the undecomposed fuck I've had in my unharmed life."Since then, we've switched several multiplication. billy's dick is longer, but 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 reserve his answer for a farsighted, long time. No way was he going to get on the bad side of either.
As it turned out, Don was never able-bodied to decide which pussy was best. Each time his cock was inside one, it was the best.
Three fully years of rapture later, The female child graduated from college with B.A.s in fine arts. Stephanie, immediately, went to work in a Natural history museum in Saint Louis. She, eventually, married a co-worker.
Melanie lived with her daddy for two Sir Thomas More years while she worked on her Masters degree in education. She now lives about 60 miles away, but spends every usable weekend with her favorite cock… her Papa, who is now 66, picket homemade porn videos, and jacks off every day when she's not there .