1. Grandpa's Milk


    Date: 7/16/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Exhibitionism, Older Male / Female, Young, Author: John P. Dofyle, Rating: 92, Source: sexstories.com

    her way between her sisters. She gingerly wrapped her fingers around it, not waiting for permission. “Your penis small and funny looking.” “Well, thanks a lot!” “Sorry, it’s just smaller than Dad’s and yours doesn’t have a hoodie.” “Yeah,” agreed Abby, giggling. “Dad’s penis head has a hoodie over it- most of the time. He can slide it back and pop the head out. Your penis looks like it has a turtle-neck shirt on!” The other two giggled in agreement. “Well,” I explained, “First of all the ‘head’ of the penis is called the ‘glans’. That’s ‘glans’ with no ‘d’ on the end.” “And the hoodie, as you call it, is normal and it is called a ‘foreskin’. When baby boys are born lots of parents like to have the doctor cut off the foreskin because of tradition or because the foreskin is hard to keep clean.” “And this is where the pee comes out.” Declared Sarah after a detailed inspection. “It looks like a mouth!” she said using her fingers to open and close the urethra. They all giggled at this thought. “What’s his name, Grampa?” “Who- my penis? ‘He’ doesn’t have a name! It’s just my penis, silly!” “No, I think he’s cute! And he should have a name!” “I think I’ll name him Herman! How do you like that, Hermie?” now addressing my penis. She spoke in a high, squeaky voice, “I like my new name.” as she manipulated his ‘mouth’. “Thank you very much, Sarah.” They all giggled some more. “All right, enough playing with my ‘junk’. Let’s get those goats milked before their udders burst!” I needed a ...
    diversion as I could feel “Hermie” starting to enjoy all the attention. I didn’t feel like explaining THAT to them right now! They all turned to the gate and the task at hand but Rachel turned back, glanced at my fluffed-but-not-erect penis and smiled and winked. I grabbed a couple buckets of grain and Mildred and Gertrude came over- they knew the routine. “Would her udder really pop Grampa?” asked Sarah apparently disturbed by a mental vision of what I had described. “No, dear, they wouldn’t pop. But it would really start and hurt for Mildred and Gertrude because their udders are used to being emptied every day.” I had the girls stand back as I milked Mildred as she was the younger of the two and still a little skittish with visitors. “OK, let’s see what good farmers you are and show me how you milk Gertrude.” Rachel took the rag and disinfectant and carefully cleaned and dried each teat. Sarah was watching intently. “Give the rag to Sarah and show her how to do that, too.” She tentatively started cleaning a teat. “Don’t be afraid. Just grab it and clean it. You won’t hurt her!” After cleaning, Rachel and Abby approached Gertrude on either side and each grabbed two teats and started milking. Their technique wasn’t perfect but better than last time and they were getting milk. After Rachel got a good flow going I told her to let Sarah try. She fumbled with one teat, then the other getting minimal squirts of milk. Gertrude started fidgeting, indicating she had just about had ...
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