Date: Tue, 7 Apr 2009 09:08:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bobby Hung <bobbyhung28@yahoo.com>
Subject: Three-Way with My Grandchildren

Because my cock was even larger than my son's, I was careful not to push
too hard or too fast as I began to penetrate my little granddaughter for
our long-awaited first sexual intercourse. Sara was much less patient,
reaching futilely towards my cock, her little arms too short, and she cried
out, "Grandpa, push it in! Fuck me! I've been wanting it!"  My son, lying
on one side of us on the bed, and his wife, on the other, both
smiled. Diane brushed back her little girl's hair, already moist with
sweat. Both of them nude, with their beautiful toned bodies I knew so well,
were snuggled close to their daughter and me, but not so close as to touch
us. They wanted us to have plenty of space for our passionate romp, my
lying on her tiny body, so pretty in the sunlight, her beautiful skin and
hair, her body barely, barely into puberty, looking more like a little girl
of six or seven, with her hair in ribbons, deliberately designed to make
her look even younger, just to add to the feeling of fucking a young child.

"It's OK, sweetie," my daughter-in-law said. "Your grandpa will give you a
good fuck. Believe me, both your daddy and I know - he's really good!
You'll see!"

Sara's twin brother was busy with my ass. I could feel Billy's tongue
running up and down my crack and, as I began to fully penetrate my little
11-year-old granddaughter, my 11-year-old grandson spread my cheeks and
buried his tiny face in my ass, sucking and slurping and licking the skin
that remained tender after years of being eaten by my sons and so many
others.

"Ah! Oh!" my granddaughter cried out. "Oh, yes, Grandpa! Oh, yes! Oooooh,
fuck me! Oooooh, that feels so good." She moaned and gasped. Her eyes were
closed in ecstasy. My son, her father, lightly ran his fingers across the
breasts that were turning from mere nipples into little mounds that both he
and my daughter-in-law and Billy sucked on every day, the males while
having vaginal intercourse with her, and her mother while finger fucking
her, sometimes while being she was fucked by her own son, the three of them
lying on the big bed, a three-way encounter for my son to find when he
returned from work, knowing he would come home to the scene of pure lust
and incest sprawled on their bed. He would quickly undress and choose one
of several orifices to touch, kiss, lick, finger, or fuck, joining his
family in an after-work, after-school foursome that brought loud moans and
cries of "Christ! Yes! Yes! Eat me!" or "Fuck me!" or, most often, "Don't
stop! Don't stop! Oh, God!"

Sara moaned, the sweetest moan, sweeter even than her father's was when he
was her age and I ass-fucked him for the first of hundreds (thousands?) of
times, while his brother watched, glad that we were now a foursome, that we
didn't have to keep our incestuous love between my older son and both of
his parents a secret any longer. Now, we could have even more varieties,
even more fun, with the addition of his brother, his smooth body, dark from
the summer tan, his tan lines above and below his little black-haired bush
that matched the small bits of hair under his arms.

My son had told me his little girl's pussy would be tight, but, man, it was
really tight - but that's how I like it - he'd told me the same about his
son's ass, but that was yet to come, although I could hardly wait. We'd
flipped a coin this morning and Sara won, so I fucked her first. Billy was
distraught, but, at least, he got to watch us fuck and he also, of course,
got to eat my ass while I was fucking his sister.

Fortunately, I had taken my son's comment seriously and had used plenty of
lube on my fingers and on the dildo I slowly and carefully inserted into
her, causing her to smile at me, in a sleepy kind of way, already in the
joy of sex with her beloved grandpa, something she'd been talking about for
six months, ever since she began having sex with her dad and mom. IT was
only then that my son told his children about his own childhood and how he
was his dad's toy boy, along with their uncle (who was visiting soon and
would get his turn at the two little ones).

I had also had Sara rub lots of lube over my cock, first letting both her
and her brother suck and lick on it and on my balls and groin. My grandson,
like me and like his dad, had a passion for man smells, so he was in awe of
the amount of sweat I had generated from watching the two little children,
my own grandchildren, spend time licking and kissing me all over my thick
shaft, my balls, the inner parts of my legs, stopping now and then to
remove a pube from their mouths (then popping it back it and swallowing
it). Both kids got to suck on me, pulling back my foreskin, tasting my cock
that I had kept from the soapy water when I showered so that the strong
funk from deliberately wearing the same pair of boxer briefs for four days
had done its work, and I had a rank, musky odor that almost made my little
grandson cum. I could see the glistening of his pre-cum, dripping into my
son's hands who knew what would happen, so he got the chance to eat it,
making me even more horny (if that was possible!).

Then, at last, I went down on my granddaughter, her cunt so, so ready for
me, and I ate her, and ate her, then we went into the lubing of everything,
and I began pushing my large mushroom head into her 11-year-old pussy.

As I continued to penetrate her, I lay on her and wanted to be up higher
off the bed, above her, so I could watch her face as she agonized over the
largest cock she'd ever had and to see her glazed-eyes look, her mouth
open, as she struggled to stop from screaming (in joy, not pain) over the
pure pleasure she felt whenever she was fucked. My son told me, excitedly,
when he first fucked her, followed a few days later by her twin's cock
first in her mouth and then shooting his cum as deep as he could go inside
her cunt, that she was a "natural." I've never had a little girl, he told
me, and as you well know, Daddy, I've have a lot of boys -and my baby girl
absolutely enjoyed it as much as the boys did. She's wild for sex. I'm
exhausted and we've only been fucking for a week, he continued. "Her mom
spends a lot of time fingering her and using that small dildo on her while
they're together, waiting for me to get home so I can give her some good
vagina tasting and fingering and, most important, fucking".

I scooted up ever so slightly, and put my elbows on the bed, so that I was
raised a little above her. It also gave me even more leverage to fuck her
and now I was really shoving it in her, deeper than her father had, since
mine was an inch or so longer. That, plus the additional thickness of my
cock, had her gasping and sweating. She touched my chest, rubbed the hair,
gently squeezed my nipples, and stared at me, not smiling exactly, but more
in a stupor, breathing through her mouth, as I began rocking it in and out,
feeling the wonderful tightness, the warmth, the wet skin against wet skin,
as I fucked my baby girl, my 11-year-old granddaughter, only the third cock
to be inside her, all from her family, before her dad turned her loose on
his buddies who were begging and begging for a piece of her, having already
tasted and tested her brother's ass, as tight, warm, and wet as any pussy -
no wonder we call it "boy pussy." It is!

Sara was sweating as much as I was, breathing through her mouth, her hips
moving slightly with mine. She put her legs around me as much as she
could. No way were they long enough for her feet to touch, let alone
overlap, and I have a slender, though muscular, body. I was really, really
into it, working in the rhythm of sexual intercourse with a little child,
giving her what she wanted so badly, what she'd been begging for, ever
since her father first fucked her and told her that her grandfather was
waiting his turn, his cock bigger than her dad's, and so very eager to
spend the whole vacation with them fucking one of the four of them, over
and over. And she got to be the first!  Oooooh, she was tight, warm, wet,
and my son and his wife knew I was deep, so deep, into having my carnal
desires satisfied, so thrilled to, at last, having a little girl who was
not one I'd picked up at the local pool or from school or met at the mall
when she was alone. A girl who didn't show me how she masturbated herself
while driving her to my house and having me take over, putting my finger
inside her while still in the car, then removing it and slowly licking it,
making sounds of pleasure, then, taking her in my house, and giving her a
better fuck than her father or older brother did (they always said that and
I knew it was true). This time, damn, it was my own granddaughter, lost in
a mist of sexual pleasure so intense she was incapable of speaking.

Then, I knew, as I had known from the time I was 10, that it was time. I
lowered myself on to her, releasing my elbows, then slid my hands behind
her, arching my back so I could reach her lips with mine, and began ramming
her harder and harder, muffling her cries with my kisses, as she and I both
made sounds one might hear when animals are fighting, growls and moans,
louder and louder, and I took away my mouth from hers to cry out, "I'm
cumming! I'm cumming in my little girl!" and she cried out, "Grandpa, it's
so big, it's so big, oh Jesus!" and we rocked together, my arms all the way
around her, holding her so I could shove it in and pull it back, shove it
again, and then in a massive series of jerks, I came, load after load, and
she reached for me, and her small hands touched the sweat of my back and
she cried out, "Grandpa, you fucked me! It's all in me! I know it! I can
feel it!"

I continued to hold her, kissing her and licking her, while my cock,
slippery with my cum and her juices, continued to rock into her and out
again, continued it's post-ejaculatory jerking, as I vowed to myself to
fuck her again, after I had rested only a few minutes.

My son, kissed us both on our cheeks and licked the sweat from my arms and
back, and pushing Billy away, mounted my wet ass and rode me, fucking me
while my cock remained inside his tiny child, all of us moaning in unison,
deep in the throes of dirty passion.