Don had a especial billet in his pith for his twin granddaughters, Stephanie and Melanie ; and what ‘ Papa'wouldn't ?
The girls were amazingly compatible and had always been that way. They shared toy, intellectual nourishment, their love of euphony and dancing, and never quarreled over who got to sit in pop's lap… as far as Don was concerned, there was always room for both, even on the day they graduated from high shoal, 18 month ago.
toil Day weekend was the last weekend of the summertime for the daughter, who would be starting their soph year of college in a few More daytime. Don was especially pleased that they had decided to expend that holiday weekend with him at his home in the Ozarks.
The first-class honours degree day, Thursday, was filled with clinch, hand-holding, stories about college, unpacking pocketbook, unloading bicycles from the car wrack, 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 miles away… diner. All were in arrangement, no surprisal to Papa.
He thoroughly enjoyed watching the endearing fille as they traveled to and from the small bath house and sweat room, which was located outside the main sign. It was the first time he'd actually noticed that they had grown into full-fledged charwoman. The fact that they were barely covered with their towels had the 58yr old's gumshoe beginning to rise.
Although he strode to his bathroom and tried to piss away the problem, he couldn't get the mess of their retentive, stark branch and berm out of his mind. His overeat member demanded more attention, so he was forced to jack off… forced ? Maybe not… as he pumped, he imagined his little girls without those towels. BINGO ! Cum barb from his cock and sprayed the toilet lid and tank. Very little made it into the bowl, but he didn't forethought. His nuts were relieved and his dick began its wilt.
"You still ride up to the decline and back, Papa ?"Stephanie asked the next break of the day, as she swallowed a insect bite of her testicle and toast.
"Every day, sweetheart ; is that why y'all brought your bikes ?"
Melanie spoke, since her sister now had a talk full of bacon,"Yes, pop, we want to find that pretty minuscule home where you used to take on us swimming. You remember, don't you ? It's been about ten or twelve eld, but we had so much fun… nanna fussed the whole metre ‘ case she thought we shouldn't be swimming naked."
"I know exactly where it is, dear ; haven't been to that spot since your granny knot died, though. And you're right ; it is a beautiful niggling pool. We can take a picnic basket and strap it to my old Schwinn… if Steph ever finishes her breakfast."
Both girlfriend giggled and gave their Papa synchronized punches to his shoulders.
As they peddled their cycle a few pace ahead of him, Don gained a newfound taste of his granddaughters'fine, tight asses.
"hoot,"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 small bastards."
He could always tell which fille he was talking to, if he could see their faces. Stephanie, the honest-to-god by four minutes, had a small mole on her jaw. All the women in the family referred to it as a beauty mark. From behind them, however, they looked identical… and so fucking hot.
They took a good luck when they reached the autumn at Alley Creek. The car park was minor and only had a few campers and day exploiter. It didn't help Don's straining peter when the twins dismounted and he spotted the sweat-soaked fork of their spandex biking shorts. The wet material had formed around their young pussycat brim, accenting some delicious-looking camel toes.
Don excused himself to the grey building with white trim ; ‘ MEN'on the go forth side, ‘ adult female'on the right. Fortunately, he was the only occupant ; which made it convenient for him to jerk a incumbrance of hot cum into the open-door urinal sales booth. That parting took less time than emptying his vesica with a long, hard piss.
After Steph and Mel had made a trip-up to the former side, they returned to Don and the bikes,"How much further, pa ?"
"Little over a knot, Mel. We'll have to walk about half way, ‘ crusade it's pretty steep. The ol'pickup handles the grade pretty goodness, but I think my old peg will be easily off walking than trying to monger that hill. I can take a crap it, though. Y'all can arrive at it, too, if you ain't got too delicate and became a couple of big ol'pussies."
The endorse he said ‘ big ol'pussies ’, Don knew he could have chosen his words better. He refrained from even glancing at the lady friend when he heard them giggle."Now, wax up and let's get pumpin ’."
For the succeeding poop mile, he stared at those fine asses as he heard the twins comment back and forth. Between the snickers, he overheard the run-in, ‘ pussies'‘ mount up'and ‘ pumping ’."shucks those niggling shits,"he thought,"they sure make it severely on an old man, especially being their Papa. If Dave hadn't been electrocuted on that rig, he'd be killing off tons of male child right now… all of them wanting to pound those two cunt with all the strong cock they could muster. God, how I love ‘ em… but, God, how I'd love to fuck their Loretta 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 cycle and our dejeuner ; we don't wany to take a fortune on losing those."
He smiled, shook his finger at her, and started the climb. Within the first hundred yard, he began hearing muted laughter and muted comments about his legs, his prat and his … manliness ? No ; surely not ... His own granddaughters wouldn't be questioning what it would be like to have sex with their 58yr old grandfather. He couldn't believe his mind and his cock started thinking about possibilities… young… twin… possibilities.
At the top of the hill, all three drank some water and climbed back onto their bicycles. The last quarter Swedish mile would only take a few minutes. Don resumed his lieu behind the girls, whose shorts were now completely soaked with perspiration,"Goddamnit, Don,"he kept telling himself,"You used to change their napkin ; took them to see St. Nick Clause ; serve coach their softball squad ; watched then take the air across the leg and get their sheepskin. What the nooky is wrong with you, old man ? Now you're thinking how Goddamn good it would be to have it off ‘ em. You're a sick, fuckin'bastard, Don Parker."
Don spotted the big oak grove and told the Twins to pull over,"We'll walk our wheel in, at least far enough that they'll be out of sight. bicycle like yours would be a middling nice prize for stealer ; I sure don't to be walking back home in a couple hours.
Although both loved being outside in the woods, Melanie was always a little more adventuresome ; Stephanie, the more loving of the two. It was Melanie that spotted the Oliver Stone slope and the sandy money box first,"Yes ! This is it, pappa ! Oh, I can't wait to get in the pee !"
Her back was to Don as she began to take out off her jersey. Naturally, Don assumed she was wearing her bathing suit underneath, and, at this point, he was hoping for a skimpy Bikini. He saw no string at all when the shirt was discarded… as she peeled her boxershorts down, there was no bed part, either.
Mel turned sideways, giving her grandfather a view of her copious teat,"I guess it's still okay to swim naked, isn't it, Papa ?"
Don could only gaze at the luscious image before him. A rustle at his side and a touch on his arm brought his attention to the identical mounds of flesh on Stephanie's torso. She stopped in front of Don,"It's okay, Papa. We may not be picayune girlfriend anymore, but we still like swimming nude."She tugged at his own shirt and asked,"Wan na conjoin us ? No clothes, though."
The flabbergasted grandfather couldn't tear his eyes from the beautiful women they had grown to be. His head filled with thinking of virginity, rapine, incest, lovesome back talk on his stopcock, how it would be potential to eat both pussycat at the same time…
Until Melanie left the water system and walked toward him, he had stood mesmerized.
"Okay, Papa, here's the deal… first let's get you out of these."Her ovolo hooked in the elastic waistband of his biking trunks and she tugged them downward. She gasped as his thick, nine inch dick sprang detached in front of her face.
"Whoa ! ! Papa… Neither of us are virgin, but I've never seen one of these this big."She glanced over her shoulder at Stephanie,"Steph ! count what I found !"
He stood still and stunned as Mel continued to undress him. His jaw was locked and his nous was a blur as she led him into the cool watercourse. Once in the chilly piddle, 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 book binding and pectus, and the hunched their modest, dingy bushes against his hard on.
"Now, you girls don't realize what…"
"Yes, we do, Papa,"it was Stephanie talking,"There's not another man we love as a good deal as we love you. You haven't even had a appointment since Granny died. We, definitely, know 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 country after this semester and we want to hold up with you while we go to school."She worked her kitty into a stead where her jam was lining up with the head of his ray of light,"Wouldn't you like to have your picayune girls around all the time ?"
He felt fondness of her labia as his turncock head parted them. His mitt reached her ass brass and his strong weaponry pulled her to him. She winced as the monster entered her. Three predecessors had been inside the twat, but this lump of center reached undiscovered depths.
Don was so out of his mind with lust that he exploded in seconds. Steph kissed her Papa, over and over,"Wow ! That didn't take long. side by side time, can you await for me ?"
The ride back to Don's cabin seemed like an timelessness to him. Being downhill all the way, it actually took about ten bit less ; but when a man is anticipating ecstasy… metre retarding force way too slowly.
While Stephanie put away the remaining cinch supplies and food, Melanie took her grandfather heterosexual person to his bed,"It's my bout, dada. Would you like to do me doggy dash ?"
"Wait… wait a hour. I'm sorry, Honey, but this is just wrongfulness. 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, Papa ? Are you sure you wouldn't like one More Cupid's disease before we talk ?"
Don mounted her like an old stud turtleneck. His nuts were able-bodied to hold off this time… but only for about seven or eight minutes. His digit could give easily left bruises on her hips as he squeezed them tight and jerked her midget organic structure to his. As his putz was finishing, Melanie yelled,"Oh my God, Papa ! I'm gon na cum, too ! go on it up ; fuck me hard ! ! Oh YESSSSS… YESSSS ! Oh, oh, oh, oh.. ahhhhh ! ! YESSSSssss… oh, mmmmm… yes, pappa, 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 enough for one day.
How in the hellhole do I start……. ?
Now… No, it's not right for us to feature incest… but red cent, it's so, so good.
Yes, you can live with me while you're in schooling ; as far as that goes, you can go here as long as long as you want… When I die, the situation will be yours, anyway.
I have no idea how I can keep pace with two beautiful, horny cleaning lady, but maybe it won't pop me any meter soon.
You won't have a branch bedroom, though. We're gon na get dressed and go lodge a bed that's big enough for all three of us, today."
"So recount us, Papa, which of us has the best pussy ? Mel's boyfriend says I have the ripe and my boyfriend says hers is."
"apology me ? You fuck each former's boyfriends ?"
"They don't know it, though, daddy,"Melanie said,"I use a little dab of Elmer's mucilage and some ‘ no cytologic smear'eye ocean liner. Steph makes a niggling mole right here and her guy thinks I'm her. She just uses makeup to cover 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 solution were as identical as we are,"dearest, they said, that's the well screwing I've had in my whole life."Since then, we've switched several times. he-goat's cock 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 long, long sentence. No way was he going to get on the bad side of either.
As it turned out, Don was never able to decide which pussy was best. Each time his cock was inside one, it was the best.
Three full moon years of ecstasy later, The missy graduated from college with B.A.s in delicately art. Stephanie, immediately, went to run in a cancel chronicle museum in Saint Louis. She, eventually, married a co-worker.
Melanie lived with her pa for two More days while she worked on her passkey degree in education. She now lives about 60 sea mile away, but spends every available weekend with her favored cock… her pa, who is now 66, picket homemade porn videos, and jacks off every day when she's not there .