1. Grandpa's Milk- Chapter 5


    Date: 1/17/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Exhibitionism, Older Male / Female, Young, Author: John P. Dofyle, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com

    Grandpa? That’s what Sarah and I did- sucking your boner- Caroline says it’s a blow job.” “That’s silly!” said Sarah, “I didn’t blow it I sucked it to get all the yummy milk out. Then Grampa sucked my vulva and I had TWO twitchies in a row!” “He WHAT?” “Oh my god!” “You ‘did’ Sarah already?” “OK you guys! Yes, some people call it a blow job. Yes, Sarah and I “did” each other. Like Abby says ‘it was an accident’ now let’s have breakfast and then get out and take care of the goats.” Once I sat down I managed to get them talking about more ‘normal’ things. I guess once my penis was “out of sight” it was “out of mind”. We finished breakfast and dishes. We went to milk the goats and the girls actually got Roxy to try. Once finished the girls “had to go pee” but I had another idea. “OK, before you guys go showing off your peeing talents, I have a challenge for you!” I went into the goat shed and came out with an old fashioned one quart milk bottle and set it on the ground. “There! The person that pees the most into this bottle is the winner!” “What is the prize, Grandpa?” Abby asked. I hadn’t thought about that. “You get to be the “Champion Urinator”” I suggested. “I know!” Blurted Roxy, blushing at her thought, “Whoever wins gets an extra serving of Grandpa Milk.” She looked up at me sheepishly. “Yeah!” added Rachel, “and they get to have it anywhere they want- on the boobs, in the mouth OR…” she grinned at me, “in the vagina!” “YEAH!” was the almost unanimous cheer. “OK, but if ...
    that’s the case, I get to compete, too, and I get a prize of my choice- and I’m not going to drink my own milk! I don’t really WANT boobs!” They laughed. “So- what do you want for a prize, Grandpa?” asked Sarah. “Wellll… I heard you guys the other night “doing” each other…” they all blushed and looked at each other sheepishly, “and I want you to ‘do’ each other again—while I watch!” They all gasped wide-eyed and covered their mouths and blushed all the more.” “You HEARD us! Oh my god! What did you hear?” Rachel asked. “Oh, let’s just say it sounded like you had a lot of fun!” I teased. They all looked at each other wide-eyed then they moved together and started whispering. ‘Trouble,’ I thought. “OK, we agree!” said Rachel, the apparent spokes-girl. I figured I had this one in the bag. I really needed to pee and I would have a bigger bladder- no problem! “Shall we go youngest to oldest?” Sarah was up first. We scratched a line in the dirt and I got a marker from the shed. Sarah took her stance at the bottle and let loose a nice, clean stream- I was proud that she was doing so well. It proved to be a difficult challenge for her as her stream mostly hit around the rim of the bottle. I marked her pee level on the bottle with her initials and emptied the bottle. Abby had issues getting the spray under control. By the time she got a good stream she was just about out of pee. Rachel stepped up and spread her lovely lips- including her nascent inner labia expertly. Her perfect arc of ...
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