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Grandpa Tucks Me In
Chapter One
One year, I went to spend my summer vacation with my grandparents. I hadn't seen much of them for years after they retired and moved away. So I wanted to be with them while I could, before I went away to college, or got a job or something. My clearest memory of that summer was discovering my awakening hormones.
I remember one night touching myself underneath my summer pajamas. I was fascinated by the intensity of my feelings. A few minutes later, Grandpa crept into the guest room, and I pretended to be as1eep. He rubbed my back for a few minutes, and I didn't move a muscle. Soon, his hand was in my pajama shorts. I did not respond as he rubbed my bottom.
Oh my, it felt so good. In my "s1eep" I rolled over onto my back. Grandpa's hand went right for my pubic mound. I was in heaven. I opened my legs slightly and his fingers explored my wet pussy. I felt two fingers plunge deeply into my hot chamber.
He frigged me to orgasm in seconds. And then he left my room abruptly.
I hoped he would come by again the next night.
Chapter Two
The next night, I couldn't wait to see what might happen. I wore my night shirt and nothing else. I was so horny; sweating and shivering, when the door slowly creaked open. I was already lying on my back with the sheet pulled up to my waist. I kept my eyes closed, but I could tell who it was by the cigar odor.
I could hear him unzip his pants as he stood over me and the squishy sound of his wet cock as he masturbated. Gently, he drew the sheet down to my knees. My night shirt barely covered my moist pussy. When he lifted my shirt up ever so gingerly, I thought I would explode. I struggled to keep from opening my eyes.
He stroked himself faster, and I heard him grunt under his breath at the same time I felt something wet and warm drop onto my exposed mound. A fat, rough finger spread the goo around, gliding over my smooth sex. His finger followed my slit up and down and then entered me, in and out, in and out, until I didn't think I could pretend to be as1eep any longer. I could feel my vaginal muscles clenching the intrusive finger.
I didn't expect him to pull his finger out and rub it on my lips, but that's what he did. I was ready for anything, but not for the sound of footsteps coming down the hall. Grandpa reached for his zipper and got out of my room fast, closing my door behind him.
As I licked my lips, I could hear muffled whispers in the hall. It had to be grandma, because she was the only other person in the house. I lay still, trying to hear what they were saying, but I couldn't tell. My fingers instinctively found their way between my legs. I smeared grandpa's cum around my pussy and put my fingers into my mouth. It was a new taste for me, neither good nor bad, but I had a feeling I would taste a lot more of it in the future.
To my surprise, my door opened very slowly again. I quickly resumed my opossum act. Of course, I knew it was grandpa again, but a much bolder version this time. He sat on the side of my bed and slid his hand up under my night shirt and began fondling my firm budding breasts. It felt really good, and I could feel my breathing get louder. Surprisingly, he managed to pull my shirt up to my neck, exposing my tits to the moonlight beaming through my window. He leaned over and started sucking one breast while he squeezed the other one. I was losing control fast, and I panicked a little.
Grandpa was oblivious, and he moved a hand down between my legs. I was soaking wet from my juices mixing in with his semen. He easily slid his middle finger into me, and I couldn't help but let a groan slip out. Immediately, he pulled his finger back out and stood up. I guess he was waiting to see if I was awake. Satisfied that I didn't stir, I heard his belt buckle rattle and his pants unzipping and dropping to the floor. He climbed onto the end of my bed and carefully bent my legs back, holding them in place. I was dizzy with anticipation as well as surprised by his brazen act.
He lowered his head down and I could feel his breath on my private parts. As his tongue made contact with my slit, I twitched noticeably, stopping him in his tracks. But not for long: I guess he passed the point of no return, because he buried his face in my quivering vagina and sucked me to oblivion. I chanced to open my eyes ever so slightly, knowing he couldn't see my face, considering where his own face was at the moment.
I quickly noticed two things: 1. My bedroom door had been left open, and 2. I could make out the shadow of a body standing just outside in the hall.
Chapter Three
Even with my eyes closed, I knew the door had slowly opened wider, letting in more of the light from the hallway. Grandpa noticed too and he lifted his head up and turned to look behind him. I snuck a quick peek, and I could see him waving his hand towards us several times.
"It's okay, ma, she's out cold," he whispered. Footsteps ensued, and I could feel grandma's presence at the foot of my bed.
"Ooooh, look what you have!" grandpa whispered teasingly.
"Move up!" grandma ordered.
I trembled with excitement, not knowing what to expect next. But, as grandpa climbed up my body, I caught a glimpse of grandma with her nightshirt pulled up and her hand between her legs. My concentration shifted immediately as I felt grandpa's weight bearing down on my chest as he straddled my body, and rubbed his slick cock head back and forth on my lips.
Still pretending to be in a deep slumber, I let my mouth go limp, and allowed him to push his stiff rod past my teeth and into my mouth. I could already taste his juices, as he fell into a soft rhythm and gently fucked me in my mouth.
At the same time, several fingers glided up and down between my spread open legs, and I could hear grandma's other hand feverishly fingering her own sex at the same time. I was overcome with a strangely erotic lust, and I was getting more aroused by the minute, but I mostly concentrated on not gagging from grandpa's enthusiastic face fuck. I surely didn't want to give myself away at this point.
The next thing I knew, grandma's fingers were replaced by a thick rubber shaft that I assumed was a sex toy of some sort. I guess it wasn't too big, because it slid in and out of my wet pussy pretty easily almost from the beginning. Oh god, I thought, it felt so good! As she kept increasing the pace, I couldn't help my body involuntarily bucking against it every time she thrust it deeper inside me. The sound of her frigging her own cunt at the same time turned me on even more. I felt like some kind of slutty pig, being used by her kindly-turned-wicked grandparents in the most intimate manner.
Grandpa was the first to succumb, and I could feel his body stiffen as he pumped his hot load into my mouth, grunting as quietly as he could. I managed to swallow most of it, although some of his jizz leaked out and ran down my chin and onto my neck. He dismounted and stood by the side of the bed. He watched intently as grandma fucked me with quick, deep strokes of her dildo, while feverishly bringing herself to orgasm with her other hand. She let out a series of grunts as well, followed by a big sigh.
As she slowly pulled her toy out of me, I managed to open my eyes just enough to see her put the dildo to her lips and lick it clean. As she turned around and left the room, grandpa gathered his excess cum from my chin and neck with his fingers. He rubbed the sticky substance all over my hot throbbing mound, and gently pushed some of it into my opening, causing me to tremble all over. Instinctively, I opened my legs wider, and he buried his fingers deep inside. I'm not sure how many fingers he used, but I felt full down there. He frigged my wanton cunt frantically until he was certain that I exploded in a violent climax: thrashing, twisting and turning in my 's1eep', until my body fell limp and didn't move.
I was exhausted but totally satisfied. I could feel grandpa watching my naked young body: my chest heaving and my lungs gasping for air. He watched me for several minutes before he pulled his hand out of my tired cunt, and roughly shoved his fingers into my mouth, fucking it until I choked on them. It must have brought him back to reality, because he got up quickly, nervously pulled my shirt back down to my waist, and covered me up with the sheet.
As he tiptoed out of my room and closed the door, I exhaled, and wiped my mouth on the sheet. I wasn't sure how much longer I could maintain this charade of acting like I was c0motose for them, but all I could think about was going to bed early tomorrow night.
Chapter Four
In the morning I awoke crazy horny. All I could think about was how incredibly erotic and weird things had gotten with my grandparents the night before. But, rather than being grossed out by their taboo acts, I lusted for more. The anticipation was so intense, my pussy quivered constantly, and it just stayed wet. After putting on panties twice, only to have them soaked almost instantly, I just abandoned them altogether. I skipped out to the kitchen for breakfast wearing only a short yellow sundress. I didn't bother with a bra, as I wasn't exactly well-endowed.
As I sat down to eat, I noticed that my grandparents were rather quiet, and they seemed to eye me with suspicion, maybe because I was so cheerful and full of energy.
"Good morning grandpa and grandma. What a beautiful day!" I said as happily as I could.
"Good morning, dear," grandma replied, as she shot a furtive glance at grandpa, who just smiled and nodded. It seemed like they both were waiting for the other shoe to drop, so to speak, but I didn't let on a thing. Finally, they eased up and seemed convinced that I was oblivious to their late night antics.
"Here, let me clear the table and wash the dishes," I offered cheerily, as I poured them another cup of coffee. I could feel their eyes on my back as I busied myself amid the clattering of dishes. I knew my dress was very short, and my long legs must have been an inviting sight for them. I purposefully dropped a fork on the floor, and "innocently" bent over to pick it up. Grandpa's eyes about popped out of his skull as he caught his first glimpse of my panty-less bottom.
"So, what are our plans for today?" I asked over my shoulder.
"Well, your grandfather has some business in town, and I want to do some weeding in the garden. It seems like the weeds are growing faster than the vegetables," she lamented.
"Oh, grandma, I'd be happy to help!" I quickly offered. I thought it might be fun to see what kind of reactions I could get from her…kind of feel her out without grandpa around.
"Oh, darling, that would be wonderful!" she answered enthusiastically. "We'll get started just as soon as you're done with the dishes, and before the sun gets too hot."
We said our goodbyes to grandpa, and I made sure to reach up and give him a loving embrace that didn't go unnoticed by grandma. I knew she got an eyeful, and I was certain she had to notice my bare ass when I put my arms around grandpa's neck to hug him. My pussy tingled with the knowledge that I could "disturb" grandma like I did.
Out in the garden, I had numerous opportunities to flash her "innocently", and that's what I did whenever I saw her looking over my way: I bent over, exposing my breasts to her; I knelt down in the dirt and leaned over to pull weeds, knowing that my dress rode up, exposing my firm round ass to her prying eyes; I caught her with her mouth agape several times, and I could just imagine the thoughts racing through her mind.
When we took a lunch break, she excused herself and went to her room while I made sandwiches. She came back to the kitchen wearing denim shorts and a white halter top tied at the waist, claiming the heat of the sun was getting to her. It was obvious she had discarded her bra, as her ample tits bulged out the sides of her shirt. She was actually still in quite good shape for a grandmother, I thought.
The phone rang as we finished our lunch. It was grandpa saying he'd be delayed, and wouldn't get home until later that night. Grandma offered to keep his supper warm for him, but he declined, saying he might not be home before midnight, and that he'd grab a bite to eat in town.
When grandma hung up, she told me that the sun had gotten to her, and she suggested we take a nap until dinnertime. That was fine with me, because I hadn't slept much the night before, what with all the activity going on. So, we cleaned up the kitchen, and went our separate ways to our bedrooms.
In truth, I was aroused but exhausted. I flung off my sundress and put on a pair of boy shorts in an effort to keep my bed sheets from getting damp. I lay on my stomach with just my sheet pulled up to my waist and fell into a deep slumber. A couple of hours must have passed before I heard the familiar soft creaking of my door opening slowly. I didn't move, but it was easy enough to figure out who was standing at the foot of my bed. I was at once surprised and titillated to think that my grandmother would act on her own, without grandpa leading the way. This was a development that I hadn't anticipated. I lay still as I waited to see what would happen next.
The afternoon shadows had grown long by now, and the air had cooled some, so I knew I had really slept soundly through the afternoon, but now I was wide awake, although I didn't dare let on. Finally grandma sat down gently at the bottom of my bed. It seemed like she didn't move for quite a while as she apparently stared at my prone body. I wasn't sure what to make of it until I heard the faint sound of squishiness, and the almost undetectable movement of my bedsprings. Picturing my grandma with her fingers subtly working over her clit caused me to tremble with excitement, but I fought to remain super still. And then it happened.
I could feel my sheet slowly sliding down the small of my back, past my waist, and further down to the tops of my legs, exposing my tiny striped boy shorts. A few minutes elapsed without any further movement, although I could still hear that tell-tale squishy sound and the slight accompanying tremor of the bed. I knew my juices were flowing now, and soaking my shorts, but there wasn't much I could do about it. I lay still in exquisite anticipation.
First, I felt a hand lightly and gently on my ass cheek. Soon, it began moving around in circles, rubbing one cheek, and then the other, back and forth so lovingly. I tried to relax, but it wasn't easy. Her movements got bolder the longer I remained still, and I felt her fingers slowly trace the hemline of my shorts before daring to violate my nakedness. I'm sure she knew immediately that I was thoroughly aroused, even in my dream state. She began running her index finger up and down my saturated slit, and even had the audacity to push my legs open further. Of course, I complied, as her fingertips boldly circled my clit, and explored my hot love entrance.
I was surprised when she hooked her thumbs under my waistband, and shimmied my shorts down over my thighs, completely exposing my naked bottom. She moved forward on the bed so she could massage my bottom with both hands now. She seemed a bit frenzied at that point, but she didn't seem too worried that I might wake up. I could tell she had gotten up on her knees so she could further remove my shorts the rest of the way, wrestling them off my feet. I was now totally exposed to her wishes, and she wasted no time.
She slipped two fingers into my eager pussy, and I almost exploded right away from the delicious shock of her action. After digging deep, and frigging me gently but firmly, she stopped rather abruptly. I could hear her sucking on her fingers, and then working them back into her own vagina for several strokes. Again she stopped, and sat still for a few minutes. Maybe she was trying to maintain her own control, I don't know.
As I lay stiffly, trying to anticipate her next move, I felt both her hands begin to massage my ass cheeks again, only this time she deliberately spread them wide. I could feel the sudden rush of the cool evening air envelope my exposed brown pucker. I wasn't sure what she had in mind, as I never before had anyone show any interest in that part of my anatomy. I was suddenly nervous, and I felt the need to panic, but I could feel grandma's hot breath close to my dark entrance and for some reason calmness overtook me, and I relaxed immediately. I was at once curious and ignorant of her intentions. I heard her inhale deeply, and she let out a dreamy sigh as she exhaled right between my cheeks. She slowly repeated her breathing maneuver several times, and it put me at ease.
And then she spread my cheeks wider still, and I felt her warm tongue touch me right there, right smack in the center of my forbidden tunnel. I froze in shock. I didn't know what else to do. Her tongue swirled around the entrance lovingly and soothingly, and I calmed down…right up until her tongue stiffened and she pushed it in to me, challenging my sphincter. I was totally unsuspecting, yet I wasn't at all turned off. As I tried to relax, her tongue actually began to feel pretty good.
As she continued to dart her tongue in and out of my ass, she pushed her thumb deep into my pulsating cunt at the same time, and my cover was blown. The combination of the two sensations made me groan audibly, and I knew my "s1eep" act was over. But a funny thing happened: even as grandma continued to tongue my ass and thumb-fuck my pussy, she didn't let on that she knew I was awake. She said nothing. But, she did stop momentarily, sit up, and grab each of my legs and fold them under my body, so that I was now in a kneeling position: ass up, and face still down on my pillow. Talk about feeling vulnerable! I didn't know if I should just keep pretending to be "as1eep", or say something. Grandma acted like she didn't notice, so I said nothing.
She leaned down, and buried her face in my sopping wet crotch, and sucked my young pussy like she wanted to make sure every drop of my juices made it into her mouth. I bucked against her mouth involuntarily, but by now I didn't care what she thought. I was on the verge of an incredible orgasm as she tried to suck my brains right out of my screaming pussy. But, again, she shifted gears and moved back up to my asshole, spreading my cheeks as wide as they would go, and then locking her lips onto my delicate rosebud, while she finger fucked my cunt.
Instinctively, I reached under my body and found my clit, which I worked over with an intensity I never experienced before. Immediately, waves of ecstasy washed over me until I thought I would pass out, and just die peacefully right then and there. My body shook and shuddered and spasmed for what seemed like an eternity before I finally came back down to earth. I could hardly breathe, but I noticed that grandma had backed off some, although she still knelt fairly close behind me.
Still recuperating and concentrating on my breathing, I couldn't help but hear what sounded like the slight clanging and tinkling sound of metal against metal, and then some clicking sound, and leather rubbing against leather. I tilted my head so I could see under my body and between my legs. There was grandma kneeling behind me, pulling straps tightly around her legs, a large phallus dangling between them. My eyes got wide:
"Grandma!" I suddenly blurted out.
"Hold still, my dear," she commanded as she grabbed me tightly by my hips, "put your head back down on the pillow…"
Chapter Five
I did as I was told, but I couldn't stop my body from shaking. Maybe it was because I knew that I blew my cover for good, or it could have been because of my anticipation of what might come next. I noticed that all of a sudden grandma was handling me a bit roughly, squeezing my vulnerable ass cheeks pretty hard, and even slapping each of them a few times. I felt her lean back and lift up her strap-on and rub the head up and down my slick labia, and I couldn't stifle a loud moan.
"So, I guess you're awake now aren't you?" she sneered, as she teased me with her sex weapon.
"Y-yes grandma," I replied meekly.
"Hold still girl!" she ordered, as she worked the dildo into my tight opening.
"Oh god!" I exclaimed involuntarily as I could feel my vaginal walls stretch wider as the stiff rubber went deeper inside me with each new thrust from behind.
"Tell the truth, girl, you've been awake for everything, haven't you!" she accused me, as she tightened her grip on my hips and pounded my cunt powerfully, her thighs slapping against my ass.
"Y-yes grandma, it's true!" I confessed, almost on the verge of tears.
"I thought as much. So, you like being used for sex and pretending to be as1eep!" she concluded, banging away furiously.
"I-I guess so, yes ma'am," I agreed, as wave after wave of dizziness swarmed around my head. I could feel my body getting ready for another strong orgasm, and I guess grandma could tell too.
"Now, reach back and spread your ass cheeks, young lady: do it!" she said rather harshly. I could tell that she must have been getting ready to come too, because her voice got shaky. As I held my cheeks apart, I could feel a warm stream of saliva drop right onto my rosebud, followed by a thumb that swirled the slick substance around in a circle, before pushing into my dark channel.
"Oh…OH! MMMMMM! Oh Lord," I exclaimed as the full feeling of her thumb combined with the toy began to make me go out of my mind with lust, and I jerked and bucked like a mechanical bull in a bar room full of cowboys.
"OH YES! OH, grandma, YES! FUCK ME! DO IT…HARDER!" I implored as I went totally out of my mind and creamed all over her strap-on before collapsing flat on the bed. I was exhausted and breathing heavily, and I offered no resistance when grandma pulled back and flipped me over onto my back. In a flash, she had unbuckled her toy and cast it aside.
"Now it's time for you to satisfy grandma," she announced, as she climbed on top of my body. She grabbed both of my hands and swung my arms down by my side before straddling me, her legs wide apart. She inched up towards my face, pinning my arms down with her surprisingly strong legs.
"Now, LICK!" she demanded, her shaved pussy just inches from my mouth. Before I could react, she was upon me, and I had little choice but to comply. As I began to lick her soaking wet snatch, she grabbed two handfuls of my hair and pulled my face tighter against her parted labia.
"OH MY, OH MY, OH GOOD LORD GOD AND THE 12 APOSTLES!" she declared, as she rode my mouth hard. I was astonished by her stamina, as she kept up a feverish pace, until her hot juices squirted out and soaked my face, and the bed sheets to boot.
She ended up collapsing on top of my head for several minutes, but I didn't dare try to move. I was kind of proud of myself for making grandma cum with just my mouth. I expected her to sit up and compliment me on my fine technique, but she did nothing of the sort. Instead, she rose up and stood by the bed without acknowledging what just took place.
Picking up her strap-on and placing it on the desk next to her robe, she immediately surveyed the situation: "Okay, we have to get you cleaned up, change the sheets, and get you ready for grandpa's arrival. I'm sure he will be anxious to 'tuck you in' again tonight," she said, as she stripped the bed. "Unfortunately, he will be sorry to see that you are awake this time, but I think we can take his mind off of that, don't you think so dear?" she looked over at me standing naked in the middle of the room.
"Off to the shower with you then, at once!" she declared, shooing me off like I was a fly on a pie. "I'll have some things for you to put on when you are finished."
The warmth of the gently flowing shower water was at once soothing and exciting. It calmed me down as I recounted the recent events in my mind, yet I was almost giggly with anticipation of what lie ahead. I made sure I was squeaky clean, inside and out, if you know what I mean. I wanted to be perfect for my grandpa. I wrapped my towel around my body and padded off to the guest room. Grandma was already back, wearing her summer bathrobe. The bed was made up with fresh sheets, and a sexy red negligee and matching panties were laid out on the bed.
"Put this on, honey, it is one of his favorites," she told me. I was touched that grandma would let me wear one of her best outfits. I eagerly put it on, which didn't take long. There was hardly anything to it, and it didn't cover much. I felt very sexy in it, which was probably the whole point, I figured.
"I have a few more things for you to put on," she explained. "Sit on the side of the bed, dear, and hold out your hands."
I did as I was told, and grandma quickly wrapped each of my wrists in leather cuffs lined with soft white fur. I couldn't help giggling a little, but she ignored me. She knelt on the floor and attached a similar pair to my ankles. I was enjoying her attention, not really knowing what she had in mind yet. I didn't even notice the length of rope dangling over the bed from a steel ring screwed into the ceiling.
"Okay now, climb onto the bed and kneel in the middle like you were doing earlier," she instructed. I was on my knees, but sitting straight up. Before I knew it, she had threaded the rope through the metal rings on the cuffs, and drew my arms up toward the ceiling. This was fun, I thought, as she tied the rope securely. Next, she put two pillows under my belly, stacked one on top of the other. I didn't understand what she was doing until she pulled each foot toward the end of the bed, and secured each ankle cuff with rope and tied them off. My body was now stretched out, with my arms pointing straight up towards the ceiling, and my bottom jutting up due to the pillows underneath. I was helpless to move, which was kind of thrilling and terrifying, like a roller coaster slowly making its way up the first hill before plunging downward at breakneck speed.
Grandma stood back to have a look at her handiwork: "Perfect! Now I have a few accessories to add."
I figured she must mean earrings or jewelry, but she had other ideas. First came a ball wrapped in leather. Grandma had it in my mouth and tightly secured behind my neck even before I knew what it was. I tried to express my disapproval, but no words came out. This was the first time I felt like panicking, but she assured me I would be fine, and to just calm down. My calmness was short lived when I found myself wearing a blindfold too. Things were starting to get kind of freaky, and I expressed my displeasure by yanking and thrashing against my restraints. Grandma just laughed at me and told me to knock it off. She reinforced her message by slapping my ass quite sharply several times until I stopped my tantrum.
"There are plenty more where that came from if you don't behave," she warned. I could feel the negligee being lifted up and thrown onto my back, and my lacy panties being yanked down to my knees. Her fingers went right for my butt quite unceremoniously. I felt her finger swirl around my starfish gliding easily as she apparently had a glob of thick lube on her fingertip. Her finger slid into my hot canal with no resistance, and felt pretty good.
"This is a training tool," she explained cryptically, but I didn't have a clue what she meant. And then I felt the pressure on my butt hole. Grandma was trying to push some kind of rubber thing into my ass. I tried to protest, and get away from her and her 'training tool', but I couldn't escape. She persisted until my rectum opened and the tool passed my sphincter and snapped into place, and my ass closed around it.
"It's called a 'butt plug' honey, and it will help keep your ass nice and dilated while you wait for the real thing," she explained. Now that it was in place, it didn't hurt too badly as I got used to it. She pulled my little red panties back into place, mostly covering the black plug from view, and then dropped the nightie back down over top of my panties.
"Grandpa should be home soon, sweetie, and won't he be surprised! But for now, I'll help you to keep your edge."
I wasn't sure what she meant, but she immediately reached under the front of my outfit and began playing with my titties. She squeezed them and flicked my nipples, making them stand up hard and proud. She must have been enjoying herself, because she leaned around and took each one of my budding breasts into her mouth and sucked them until I couldn't help but squirm around in ever increasing lust.
"Oh, I see you like that!" she stated in a sexy voice. Encouraged, she started feeling me up and rubbing her hands all over my body. She ran her finger up and down my slit from behind. "Well, what do we have here, wet panties?" she asked, "Grandpa loves soaking wet panties. Let's see if we can make them even wetter," she teased, as she pushed the panties into my pussy. I was getting more and more aroused, knowing I was helpless to resist her advances. When she squeezed the panty material together and pulled it up and down my crack, I shuddered with uncontrollable lust, and exploded in a violent orgasm, shooting my hot cream all over grandma's hand.
"That's a good girl, cum for grandma!" she encouraged. "I'd say you are good and ready for your dear old grandpa...wait! Is that a car I hear in the driveway?" I could hear her hurry over to the window and part the blinds. "It's him!"
"Oh, I almost forgot! I have one more accessory for you to wear."
It was the last thing I heard. Grandma slipped a set of headphones over my ears before turning out the bedroom light and closing the door. Music filled my head as I waited.
Chapter Six
It felt like forever. I couldn't imagine what was taking them so long, but after a while, I noticed my hands were starting to get numb, and my arms were tired from being tied up over my head for so long. I had plenty of time to think about my predicament. I was not happy about being blindfolded, much less being deprived of my hearing. I was also annoyed that I couldn't stop drooling because of the damn ball straining my mouth. It made my jaws sore too. Frustrated, I thrashed around as much as I could, but it wasn't much at all.
I started to think that they were waiting for me to fall as1eep, but I knew that wasn't going to happen as long as I was in this position. Then, I had a horrible thought that grandma told grandpa that I was faking all along, and he would storm into the room in a rage, and who knows what he might do to me? Whoa, I had to calm down, and fast, I thought. Let's don't get ahead of myself. Finally, I just slumped against my restraints, and waited. More time passed so slowly, I thought I was going to die, but then…what was that? Even though I had a blindfold on, I could detect some light, most probably coming from the hallway. Yes! Finally! I could smell grandpa's cigar smell and grandma's perfume. Then the light came on in the room, and I could hear a faint yell followed by an animated voice that sounded very happy. I couldn't make out the words, but I heard laughing from what I was pretty sure came from a lady's voice.
Immediately, I felt my nightie thrown up onto my back, and a squeal of delight. A rough hand rubbed me between my legs, followed by a low moan. Now both hands reached under the front of the tiny negligee and found my boobs. I tried to pull back to escape the squeezing and nipple pinching, but I had nowhere to go. More gleeful laughter followed. I was getting annoyed, and I let out a growl as best as I could despite the ball gag. Unfortunately, it led to a reaction that I didn't plan on: my panties were sharply pulled down to my ankles, and I could hear the slight sound of a belt buckle rattling.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
The leather belt came down hard on my bare bottom, and I tried to scream out, but my voice was muted. Still, it was enough to make grandpa even madder:
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
This time it was harder than the first time, so I thought it wise to just take it and stop reacting, and maybe he'd get bored. But my ass was on fire, that's for sure. Strangely enough, my pussy was leaking like crazy. But, from here on out things got a little crazy and I had a hard time keeping up. I could feel one of them digging the butt plug out of my ass while the other one undid the buckle on the ball gag. The relief I sought was short-lived, because the butt plug was pushed into my mouth. Suddenly the headphones were removed, but only so I could hear their commands:
"Suck on it, sweetie, until we tell you to stop, do you understand?" grandma told me, as grandpa pulled the blindfold off. As I blinked my eyes and tried to adjust to the rush of light, the scene before my eyes was startling. There was grandma right in front of me, kneeling on the bed, with grandpa standing behind her, holding onto her hips. Her nightgown was bunched up on her back and he was pounding her from behind, shaking the bed and me along with it. It was kind of gross, but kind of exciting too. Grandma occupied herself by playing with my tits, and she was even rougher than grandpa was. When I tried to pull back, she slapped them back and forth, telling me to be still. I couldn't believe it! My doting old grandparents were turning into vicious monsters.
"Do you think the girl is still as1eep, ma?"
"I don't know Pa. She's' right here, should we ask her?"
They both shared a big laugh at my expense, as grandma plucked the butt plug out of my mouth and moved aside. Grandpa stood up on the bed, his erection swaying in my face. He grabbed me by my shoulders.
"Open wide, honey, so you can have a taste of grandma."
I learned my lesson from the belt, so I just did what I was told. He lined up his slick shaft and pushed it into my waiting mouth.
"Suck it good, yeah, just like that. Mmmmm," he cooed. In the meantime Grandma made her way behind me, and played with my pussy. She was none too gentle, as she worked three fingers into my hot love canal, and then a fourth. It was uncomfortable at first, but I was getting used to it, even as grandpa shoved his cock deeper into my mouth.
"Back off now, Pa, I want the girl to taste this," grandma told him. Instead of tasting his cock with her juices on it, I was now gagging on her fingers that tasted like me. I could feel my eyes bulging as I struggled against this new intrusion. This seemed to delight her, as she jammed her four fingers right to the back of my throat, fucking my mouth thoroughly.
"Taste good?" she laughed.
I hadn't even noticed that grandpa was now behind me, straddling my ass. He was rubbing his hard-on up and down my slippery crack until it was lubed up well enough to enter my dark tunnel. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised that he was able to fill me up to the hilt on his first attempt, considering how long I had the butt plug in there. Even still, I let out a strong gasp that didn't go unnoticed by grandma, who was busy shedding her nightgown altogether.
"Ah, ass time!" she declared cheerfully. She hopped back up on the bed in front of me while grandpa pounded my ass from behind. She turned away from me, bent over and backed her ass into my face.
"Suck my ass, darling! Oh yes, just like that! Oh my, yes!" Watching the scene unfold in front of him, grandpa stepped up his tempo, and slammed into my ass again and again, while I sucked grandma's ass and tongue-fucked her just like she did to me. I could see her hand between her legs, fingering herself frantically. I knew she was getting close, and then grandpa spoke:
"Back away, ma, I'm ready to explode, and I want to fill her mouth!" Grandma reluctantly allowed him to step in front of me, and he wasted no time in fucking my mouth, with grandma looking over his shoulder.
"Let me see you cum into her mouth, Pa! Open wide, girl!"
With that, he blew his load into my mouth, squirt after squirt until he was finally drained. Grandma actually clapped, as he lingered long enough for me to lick his cock clean.
"Now, move out of the way Pa, it's my turn!" she almost shouted in her excitement. Grandpa jumped down and walked around behind me as grandma took her place, legs spread wide as she closed in on my mouth, clasping two fistfuls of my hair. As she ground her labia over my teeth, I felt grandpa fingering me as he watched grandma work my mouth over. Soon, he had two fingers in my pussy and the other two pushed into my rectum. As grandma lurched and clenched my hair tighter, grandpa drove his fingers into me as hard and fast as he could, in and out, in and out, until my pussy went spastic and trembled through another orgasm, just as grandma came in my mouth for the longest time.
They collapsed over top of me, breathing hard and giggling uncontrollably. I was feeling pretty giddy myself, but as soon as I could talk between gasps, I had but one desire:
"Please untie me now. I can't even feel my arms!" I hated to be the one to bring us back to reality, but someone had to do it. Immediately, grandma got up and released the rope holding my arms up, while grandpa untied my ankles. I rolled up in a ball, rubbing my arms to bring them back to life. Surprisingly, grandpa and grandma got back on the bed with me, and kind of snuggled up against me. No one spoke for quite a while and it was kind of a nice feeling. Everyone had been thoroughly drained, in more ways than one, and it felt like we were bonding. I smiled to myself: damn that was so hot, I thought!
It was grandpa who finally broke the ice:
"Tomorrow is Saturday," he said, to no one in particular.
"Yes, tomorrow is Saturday," repeated grandma. I said nothing. Finally, grandpa added:
"I don't have to go to work tomorrow," he announced dryly.
"That's right," grandma confirmed. More silence.
"I want to clean up my tool shed tomorrow. I'll need some help." At last, I could join the conversation:
"I'll be happy to help you, grandpa," I offered, not yet realizing what he was thinking.
"Yes, my dear, yes you will. You will be my helper: I'll tell you what to wear, and what to do and you will do as I say."
More silence, as his words sunk in to my head, and my pussy quivered:
"Yes, sir."
This was going to be an interesting summer, I thought to myself, smiling.
Chapter One
One year, I went to spend my summer vacation with my grandparents. I hadn't seen much of them for years after they retired and moved away. So I wanted to be with them while I could, before I went away to college, or got a job or something. My clearest memory of that summer was discovering my awakening hormones.
I remember one night touching myself underneath my summer pajamas. I was fascinated by the intensity of my feelings. A few minutes later, Grandpa crept into the guest room, and I pretended to be as1eep. He rubbed my back for a few minutes, and I didn't move a muscle. Soon, his hand was in my pajama shorts. I did not respond as he rubbed my bottom.
Oh my, it felt so good. In my "s1eep" I rolled over onto my back. Grandpa's hand went right for my pubic mound. I was in heaven. I opened my legs slightly and his fingers explored my wet pussy. I felt two fingers plunge deeply into my hot chamber.
He frigged me to orgasm in seconds. And then he left my room abruptly.
I hoped he would come by again the next night.
Chapter Two
The next night, I couldn't wait to see what might happen. I wore my night shirt and nothing else. I was so horny; sweating and shivering, when the door slowly creaked open. I was already lying on my back with the sheet pulled up to my waist. I kept my eyes closed, but I could tell who it was by the cigar odor.
I could hear him unzip his pants as he stood over me and the squishy sound of his wet cock as he masturbated. Gently, he drew the sheet down to my knees. My night shirt barely covered my moist pussy. When he lifted my shirt up ever so gingerly, I thought I would explode. I struggled to keep from opening my eyes.
He stroked himself faster, and I heard him grunt under his breath at the same time I felt something wet and warm drop onto my exposed mound. A fat, rough finger spread the goo around, gliding over my smooth sex. His finger followed my slit up and down and then entered me, in and out, in and out, until I didn't think I could pretend to be as1eep any longer. I could feel my vaginal muscles clenching the intrusive finger.
I didn't expect him to pull his finger out and rub it on my lips, but that's what he did. I was ready for anything, but not for the sound of footsteps coming down the hall. Grandpa reached for his zipper and got out of my room fast, closing my door behind him.
As I licked my lips, I could hear muffled whispers in the hall. It had to be grandma, because she was the only other person in the house. I lay still, trying to hear what they were saying, but I couldn't tell. My fingers instinctively found their way between my legs. I smeared grandpa's cum around my pussy and put my fingers into my mouth. It was a new taste for me, neither good nor bad, but I had a feeling I would taste a lot more of it in the future.
To my surprise, my door opened very slowly again. I quickly resumed my opossum act. Of course, I knew it was grandpa again, but a much bolder version this time. He sat on the side of my bed and slid his hand up under my night shirt and began fondling my firm budding breasts. It felt really good, and I could feel my breathing get louder. Surprisingly, he managed to pull my shirt up to my neck, exposing my tits to the moonlight beaming through my window. He leaned over and started sucking one breast while he squeezed the other one. I was losing control fast, and I panicked a little.
Grandpa was oblivious, and he moved a hand down between my legs. I was soaking wet from my juices mixing in with his semen. He easily slid his middle finger into me, and I couldn't help but let a groan slip out. Immediately, he pulled his finger back out and stood up. I guess he was waiting to see if I was awake. Satisfied that I didn't stir, I heard his belt buckle rattle and his pants unzipping and dropping to the floor. He climbed onto the end of my bed and carefully bent my legs back, holding them in place. I was dizzy with anticipation as well as surprised by his brazen act.
He lowered his head down and I could feel his breath on my private parts. As his tongue made contact with my slit, I twitched noticeably, stopping him in his tracks. But not for long: I guess he passed the point of no return, because he buried his face in my quivering vagina and sucked me to oblivion. I chanced to open my eyes ever so slightly, knowing he couldn't see my face, considering where his own face was at the moment.
I quickly noticed two things: 1. My bedroom door had been left open, and 2. I could make out the shadow of a body standing just outside in the hall.
Chapter Three
Even with my eyes closed, I knew the door had slowly opened wider, letting in more of the light from the hallway. Grandpa noticed too and he lifted his head up and turned to look behind him. I snuck a quick peek, and I could see him waving his hand towards us several times.
"It's okay, ma, she's out cold," he whispered. Footsteps ensued, and I could feel grandma's presence at the foot of my bed.
"Ooooh, look what you have!" grandpa whispered teasingly.
"Move up!" grandma ordered.
I trembled with excitement, not knowing what to expect next. But, as grandpa climbed up my body, I caught a glimpse of grandma with her nightshirt pulled up and her hand between her legs. My concentration shifted immediately as I felt grandpa's weight bearing down on my chest as he straddled my body, and rubbed his slick cock head back and forth on my lips.
Still pretending to be in a deep slumber, I let my mouth go limp, and allowed him to push his stiff rod past my teeth and into my mouth. I could already taste his juices, as he fell into a soft rhythm and gently fucked me in my mouth.
At the same time, several fingers glided up and down between my spread open legs, and I could hear grandma's other hand feverishly fingering her own sex at the same time. I was overcome with a strangely erotic lust, and I was getting more aroused by the minute, but I mostly concentrated on not gagging from grandpa's enthusiastic face fuck. I surely didn't want to give myself away at this point.
The next thing I knew, grandma's fingers were replaced by a thick rubber shaft that I assumed was a sex toy of some sort. I guess it wasn't too big, because it slid in and out of my wet pussy pretty easily almost from the beginning. Oh god, I thought, it felt so good! As she kept increasing the pace, I couldn't help my body involuntarily bucking against it every time she thrust it deeper inside me. The sound of her frigging her own cunt at the same time turned me on even more. I felt like some kind of slutty pig, being used by her kindly-turned-wicked grandparents in the most intimate manner.
Grandpa was the first to succumb, and I could feel his body stiffen as he pumped his hot load into my mouth, grunting as quietly as he could. I managed to swallow most of it, although some of his jizz leaked out and ran down my chin and onto my neck. He dismounted and stood by the side of the bed. He watched intently as grandma fucked me with quick, deep strokes of her dildo, while feverishly bringing herself to orgasm with her other hand. She let out a series of grunts as well, followed by a big sigh.
As she slowly pulled her toy out of me, I managed to open my eyes just enough to see her put the dildo to her lips and lick it clean. As she turned around and left the room, grandpa gathered his excess cum from my chin and neck with his fingers. He rubbed the sticky substance all over my hot throbbing mound, and gently pushed some of it into my opening, causing me to tremble all over. Instinctively, I opened my legs wider, and he buried his fingers deep inside. I'm not sure how many fingers he used, but I felt full down there. He frigged my wanton cunt frantically until he was certain that I exploded in a violent climax: thrashing, twisting and turning in my 's1eep', until my body fell limp and didn't move.
I was exhausted but totally satisfied. I could feel grandpa watching my naked young body: my chest heaving and my lungs gasping for air. He watched me for several minutes before he pulled his hand out of my tired cunt, and roughly shoved his fingers into my mouth, fucking it until I choked on them. It must have brought him back to reality, because he got up quickly, nervously pulled my shirt back down to my waist, and covered me up with the sheet.
As he tiptoed out of my room and closed the door, I exhaled, and wiped my mouth on the sheet. I wasn't sure how much longer I could maintain this charade of acting like I was c0motose for them, but all I could think about was going to bed early tomorrow night.
Chapter Four
In the morning I awoke crazy horny. All I could think about was how incredibly erotic and weird things had gotten with my grandparents the night before. But, rather than being grossed out by their taboo acts, I lusted for more. The anticipation was so intense, my pussy quivered constantly, and it just stayed wet. After putting on panties twice, only to have them soaked almost instantly, I just abandoned them altogether. I skipped out to the kitchen for breakfast wearing only a short yellow sundress. I didn't bother with a bra, as I wasn't exactly well-endowed.
As I sat down to eat, I noticed that my grandparents were rather quiet, and they seemed to eye me with suspicion, maybe because I was so cheerful and full of energy.
"Good morning grandpa and grandma. What a beautiful day!" I said as happily as I could.
"Good morning, dear," grandma replied, as she shot a furtive glance at grandpa, who just smiled and nodded. It seemed like they both were waiting for the other shoe to drop, so to speak, but I didn't let on a thing. Finally, they eased up and seemed convinced that I was oblivious to their late night antics.
"Here, let me clear the table and wash the dishes," I offered cheerily, as I poured them another cup of coffee. I could feel their eyes on my back as I busied myself amid the clattering of dishes. I knew my dress was very short, and my long legs must have been an inviting sight for them. I purposefully dropped a fork on the floor, and "innocently" bent over to pick it up. Grandpa's eyes about popped out of his skull as he caught his first glimpse of my panty-less bottom.
"So, what are our plans for today?" I asked over my shoulder.
"Well, your grandfather has some business in town, and I want to do some weeding in the garden. It seems like the weeds are growing faster than the vegetables," she lamented.
"Oh, grandma, I'd be happy to help!" I quickly offered. I thought it might be fun to see what kind of reactions I could get from her…kind of feel her out without grandpa around.
"Oh, darling, that would be wonderful!" she answered enthusiastically. "We'll get started just as soon as you're done with the dishes, and before the sun gets too hot."
We said our goodbyes to grandpa, and I made sure to reach up and give him a loving embrace that didn't go unnoticed by grandma. I knew she got an eyeful, and I was certain she had to notice my bare ass when I put my arms around grandpa's neck to hug him. My pussy tingled with the knowledge that I could "disturb" grandma like I did.
Out in the garden, I had numerous opportunities to flash her "innocently", and that's what I did whenever I saw her looking over my way: I bent over, exposing my breasts to her; I knelt down in the dirt and leaned over to pull weeds, knowing that my dress rode up, exposing my firm round ass to her prying eyes; I caught her with her mouth agape several times, and I could just imagine the thoughts racing through her mind.
When we took a lunch break, she excused herself and went to her room while I made sandwiches. She came back to the kitchen wearing denim shorts and a white halter top tied at the waist, claiming the heat of the sun was getting to her. It was obvious she had discarded her bra, as her ample tits bulged out the sides of her shirt. She was actually still in quite good shape for a grandmother, I thought.
The phone rang as we finished our lunch. It was grandpa saying he'd be delayed, and wouldn't get home until later that night. Grandma offered to keep his supper warm for him, but he declined, saying he might not be home before midnight, and that he'd grab a bite to eat in town.
When grandma hung up, she told me that the sun had gotten to her, and she suggested we take a nap until dinnertime. That was fine with me, because I hadn't slept much the night before, what with all the activity going on. So, we cleaned up the kitchen, and went our separate ways to our bedrooms.
In truth, I was aroused but exhausted. I flung off my sundress and put on a pair of boy shorts in an effort to keep my bed sheets from getting damp. I lay on my stomach with just my sheet pulled up to my waist and fell into a deep slumber. A couple of hours must have passed before I heard the familiar soft creaking of my door opening slowly. I didn't move, but it was easy enough to figure out who was standing at the foot of my bed. I was at once surprised and titillated to think that my grandmother would act on her own, without grandpa leading the way. This was a development that I hadn't anticipated. I lay still as I waited to see what would happen next.
The afternoon shadows had grown long by now, and the air had cooled some, so I knew I had really slept soundly through the afternoon, but now I was wide awake, although I didn't dare let on. Finally grandma sat down gently at the bottom of my bed. It seemed like she didn't move for quite a while as she apparently stared at my prone body. I wasn't sure what to make of it until I heard the faint sound of squishiness, and the almost undetectable movement of my bedsprings. Picturing my grandma with her fingers subtly working over her clit caused me to tremble with excitement, but I fought to remain super still. And then it happened.
I could feel my sheet slowly sliding down the small of my back, past my waist, and further down to the tops of my legs, exposing my tiny striped boy shorts. A few minutes elapsed without any further movement, although I could still hear that tell-tale squishy sound and the slight accompanying tremor of the bed. I knew my juices were flowing now, and soaking my shorts, but there wasn't much I could do about it. I lay still in exquisite anticipation.
First, I felt a hand lightly and gently on my ass cheek. Soon, it began moving around in circles, rubbing one cheek, and then the other, back and forth so lovingly. I tried to relax, but it wasn't easy. Her movements got bolder the longer I remained still, and I felt her fingers slowly trace the hemline of my shorts before daring to violate my nakedness. I'm sure she knew immediately that I was thoroughly aroused, even in my dream state. She began running her index finger up and down my saturated slit, and even had the audacity to push my legs open further. Of course, I complied, as her fingertips boldly circled my clit, and explored my hot love entrance.
I was surprised when she hooked her thumbs under my waistband, and shimmied my shorts down over my thighs, completely exposing my naked bottom. She moved forward on the bed so she could massage my bottom with both hands now. She seemed a bit frenzied at that point, but she didn't seem too worried that I might wake up. I could tell she had gotten up on her knees so she could further remove my shorts the rest of the way, wrestling them off my feet. I was now totally exposed to her wishes, and she wasted no time.
She slipped two fingers into my eager pussy, and I almost exploded right away from the delicious shock of her action. After digging deep, and frigging me gently but firmly, she stopped rather abruptly. I could hear her sucking on her fingers, and then working them back into her own vagina for several strokes. Again she stopped, and sat still for a few minutes. Maybe she was trying to maintain her own control, I don't know.
As I lay stiffly, trying to anticipate her next move, I felt both her hands begin to massage my ass cheeks again, only this time she deliberately spread them wide. I could feel the sudden rush of the cool evening air envelope my exposed brown pucker. I wasn't sure what she had in mind, as I never before had anyone show any interest in that part of my anatomy. I was suddenly nervous, and I felt the need to panic, but I could feel grandma's hot breath close to my dark entrance and for some reason calmness overtook me, and I relaxed immediately. I was at once curious and ignorant of her intentions. I heard her inhale deeply, and she let out a dreamy sigh as she exhaled right between my cheeks. She slowly repeated her breathing maneuver several times, and it put me at ease.
And then she spread my cheeks wider still, and I felt her warm tongue touch me right there, right smack in the center of my forbidden tunnel. I froze in shock. I didn't know what else to do. Her tongue swirled around the entrance lovingly and soothingly, and I calmed down…right up until her tongue stiffened and she pushed it in to me, challenging my sphincter. I was totally unsuspecting, yet I wasn't at all turned off. As I tried to relax, her tongue actually began to feel pretty good.
As she continued to dart her tongue in and out of my ass, she pushed her thumb deep into my pulsating cunt at the same time, and my cover was blown. The combination of the two sensations made me groan audibly, and I knew my "s1eep" act was over. But a funny thing happened: even as grandma continued to tongue my ass and thumb-fuck my pussy, she didn't let on that she knew I was awake. She said nothing. But, she did stop momentarily, sit up, and grab each of my legs and fold them under my body, so that I was now in a kneeling position: ass up, and face still down on my pillow. Talk about feeling vulnerable! I didn't know if I should just keep pretending to be "as1eep", or say something. Grandma acted like she didn't notice, so I said nothing.
She leaned down, and buried her face in my sopping wet crotch, and sucked my young pussy like she wanted to make sure every drop of my juices made it into her mouth. I bucked against her mouth involuntarily, but by now I didn't care what she thought. I was on the verge of an incredible orgasm as she tried to suck my brains right out of my screaming pussy. But, again, she shifted gears and moved back up to my asshole, spreading my cheeks as wide as they would go, and then locking her lips onto my delicate rosebud, while she finger fucked my cunt.
Instinctively, I reached under my body and found my clit, which I worked over with an intensity I never experienced before. Immediately, waves of ecstasy washed over me until I thought I would pass out, and just die peacefully right then and there. My body shook and shuddered and spasmed for what seemed like an eternity before I finally came back down to earth. I could hardly breathe, but I noticed that grandma had backed off some, although she still knelt fairly close behind me.
Still recuperating and concentrating on my breathing, I couldn't help but hear what sounded like the slight clanging and tinkling sound of metal against metal, and then some clicking sound, and leather rubbing against leather. I tilted my head so I could see under my body and between my legs. There was grandma kneeling behind me, pulling straps tightly around her legs, a large phallus dangling between them. My eyes got wide:
"Grandma!" I suddenly blurted out.
"Hold still, my dear," she commanded as she grabbed me tightly by my hips, "put your head back down on the pillow…"
Chapter Five
I did as I was told, but I couldn't stop my body from shaking. Maybe it was because I knew that I blew my cover for good, or it could have been because of my anticipation of what might come next. I noticed that all of a sudden grandma was handling me a bit roughly, squeezing my vulnerable ass cheeks pretty hard, and even slapping each of them a few times. I felt her lean back and lift up her strap-on and rub the head up and down my slick labia, and I couldn't stifle a loud moan.
"So, I guess you're awake now aren't you?" she sneered, as she teased me with her sex weapon.
"Y-yes grandma," I replied meekly.
"Hold still girl!" she ordered, as she worked the dildo into my tight opening.
"Oh god!" I exclaimed involuntarily as I could feel my vaginal walls stretch wider as the stiff rubber went deeper inside me with each new thrust from behind.
"Tell the truth, girl, you've been awake for everything, haven't you!" she accused me, as she tightened her grip on my hips and pounded my cunt powerfully, her thighs slapping against my ass.
"Y-yes grandma, it's true!" I confessed, almost on the verge of tears.
"I thought as much. So, you like being used for sex and pretending to be as1eep!" she concluded, banging away furiously.
"I-I guess so, yes ma'am," I agreed, as wave after wave of dizziness swarmed around my head. I could feel my body getting ready for another strong orgasm, and I guess grandma could tell too.
"Now, reach back and spread your ass cheeks, young lady: do it!" she said rather harshly. I could tell that she must have been getting ready to come too, because her voice got shaky. As I held my cheeks apart, I could feel a warm stream of saliva drop right onto my rosebud, followed by a thumb that swirled the slick substance around in a circle, before pushing into my dark channel.
"Oh…OH! MMMMMM! Oh Lord," I exclaimed as the full feeling of her thumb combined with the toy began to make me go out of my mind with lust, and I jerked and bucked like a mechanical bull in a bar room full of cowboys.
"OH YES! OH, grandma, YES! FUCK ME! DO IT…HARDER!" I implored as I went totally out of my mind and creamed all over her strap-on before collapsing flat on the bed. I was exhausted and breathing heavily, and I offered no resistance when grandma pulled back and flipped me over onto my back. In a flash, she had unbuckled her toy and cast it aside.
"Now it's time for you to satisfy grandma," she announced, as she climbed on top of my body. She grabbed both of my hands and swung my arms down by my side before straddling me, her legs wide apart. She inched up towards my face, pinning my arms down with her surprisingly strong legs.
"Now, LICK!" she demanded, her shaved pussy just inches from my mouth. Before I could react, she was upon me, and I had little choice but to comply. As I began to lick her soaking wet snatch, she grabbed two handfuls of my hair and pulled my face tighter against her parted labia.
"OH MY, OH MY, OH GOOD LORD GOD AND THE 12 APOSTLES!" she declared, as she rode my mouth hard. I was astonished by her stamina, as she kept up a feverish pace, until her hot juices squirted out and soaked my face, and the bed sheets to boot.
She ended up collapsing on top of my head for several minutes, but I didn't dare try to move. I was kind of proud of myself for making grandma cum with just my mouth. I expected her to sit up and compliment me on my fine technique, but she did nothing of the sort. Instead, she rose up and stood by the bed without acknowledging what just took place.
Picking up her strap-on and placing it on the desk next to her robe, she immediately surveyed the situation: "Okay, we have to get you cleaned up, change the sheets, and get you ready for grandpa's arrival. I'm sure he will be anxious to 'tuck you in' again tonight," she said, as she stripped the bed. "Unfortunately, he will be sorry to see that you are awake this time, but I think we can take his mind off of that, don't you think so dear?" she looked over at me standing naked in the middle of the room.
"Off to the shower with you then, at once!" she declared, shooing me off like I was a fly on a pie. "I'll have some things for you to put on when you are finished."
The warmth of the gently flowing shower water was at once soothing and exciting. It calmed me down as I recounted the recent events in my mind, yet I was almost giggly with anticipation of what lie ahead. I made sure I was squeaky clean, inside and out, if you know what I mean. I wanted to be perfect for my grandpa. I wrapped my towel around my body and padded off to the guest room. Grandma was already back, wearing her summer bathrobe. The bed was made up with fresh sheets, and a sexy red negligee and matching panties were laid out on the bed.
"Put this on, honey, it is one of his favorites," she told me. I was touched that grandma would let me wear one of her best outfits. I eagerly put it on, which didn't take long. There was hardly anything to it, and it didn't cover much. I felt very sexy in it, which was probably the whole point, I figured.
"I have a few more things for you to put on," she explained. "Sit on the side of the bed, dear, and hold out your hands."
I did as I was told, and grandma quickly wrapped each of my wrists in leather cuffs lined with soft white fur. I couldn't help giggling a little, but she ignored me. She knelt on the floor and attached a similar pair to my ankles. I was enjoying her attention, not really knowing what she had in mind yet. I didn't even notice the length of rope dangling over the bed from a steel ring screwed into the ceiling.
"Okay now, climb onto the bed and kneel in the middle like you were doing earlier," she instructed. I was on my knees, but sitting straight up. Before I knew it, she had threaded the rope through the metal rings on the cuffs, and drew my arms up toward the ceiling. This was fun, I thought, as she tied the rope securely. Next, she put two pillows under my belly, stacked one on top of the other. I didn't understand what she was doing until she pulled each foot toward the end of the bed, and secured each ankle cuff with rope and tied them off. My body was now stretched out, with my arms pointing straight up towards the ceiling, and my bottom jutting up due to the pillows underneath. I was helpless to move, which was kind of thrilling and terrifying, like a roller coaster slowly making its way up the first hill before plunging downward at breakneck speed.
Grandma stood back to have a look at her handiwork: "Perfect! Now I have a few accessories to add."
I figured she must mean earrings or jewelry, but she had other ideas. First came a ball wrapped in leather. Grandma had it in my mouth and tightly secured behind my neck even before I knew what it was. I tried to express my disapproval, but no words came out. This was the first time I felt like panicking, but she assured me I would be fine, and to just calm down. My calmness was short lived when I found myself wearing a blindfold too. Things were starting to get kind of freaky, and I expressed my displeasure by yanking and thrashing against my restraints. Grandma just laughed at me and told me to knock it off. She reinforced her message by slapping my ass quite sharply several times until I stopped my tantrum.
"There are plenty more where that came from if you don't behave," she warned. I could feel the negligee being lifted up and thrown onto my back, and my lacy panties being yanked down to my knees. Her fingers went right for my butt quite unceremoniously. I felt her finger swirl around my starfish gliding easily as she apparently had a glob of thick lube on her fingertip. Her finger slid into my hot canal with no resistance, and felt pretty good.
"This is a training tool," she explained cryptically, but I didn't have a clue what she meant. And then I felt the pressure on my butt hole. Grandma was trying to push some kind of rubber thing into my ass. I tried to protest, and get away from her and her 'training tool', but I couldn't escape. She persisted until my rectum opened and the tool passed my sphincter and snapped into place, and my ass closed around it.
"It's called a 'butt plug' honey, and it will help keep your ass nice and dilated while you wait for the real thing," she explained. Now that it was in place, it didn't hurt too badly as I got used to it. She pulled my little red panties back into place, mostly covering the black plug from view, and then dropped the nightie back down over top of my panties.
"Grandpa should be home soon, sweetie, and won't he be surprised! But for now, I'll help you to keep your edge."
I wasn't sure what she meant, but she immediately reached under the front of my outfit and began playing with my titties. She squeezed them and flicked my nipples, making them stand up hard and proud. She must have been enjoying herself, because she leaned around and took each one of my budding breasts into her mouth and sucked them until I couldn't help but squirm around in ever increasing lust.
"Oh, I see you like that!" she stated in a sexy voice. Encouraged, she started feeling me up and rubbing her hands all over my body. She ran her finger up and down my slit from behind. "Well, what do we have here, wet panties?" she asked, "Grandpa loves soaking wet panties. Let's see if we can make them even wetter," she teased, as she pushed the panties into my pussy. I was getting more and more aroused, knowing I was helpless to resist her advances. When she squeezed the panty material together and pulled it up and down my crack, I shuddered with uncontrollable lust, and exploded in a violent orgasm, shooting my hot cream all over grandma's hand.
"That's a good girl, cum for grandma!" she encouraged. "I'd say you are good and ready for your dear old grandpa...wait! Is that a car I hear in the driveway?" I could hear her hurry over to the window and part the blinds. "It's him!"
"Oh, I almost forgot! I have one more accessory for you to wear."
It was the last thing I heard. Grandma slipped a set of headphones over my ears before turning out the bedroom light and closing the door. Music filled my head as I waited.
Chapter Six
It felt like forever. I couldn't imagine what was taking them so long, but after a while, I noticed my hands were starting to get numb, and my arms were tired from being tied up over my head for so long. I had plenty of time to think about my predicament. I was not happy about being blindfolded, much less being deprived of my hearing. I was also annoyed that I couldn't stop drooling because of the damn ball straining my mouth. It made my jaws sore too. Frustrated, I thrashed around as much as I could, but it wasn't much at all.
I started to think that they were waiting for me to fall as1eep, but I knew that wasn't going to happen as long as I was in this position. Then, I had a horrible thought that grandma told grandpa that I was faking all along, and he would storm into the room in a rage, and who knows what he might do to me? Whoa, I had to calm down, and fast, I thought. Let's don't get ahead of myself. Finally, I just slumped against my restraints, and waited. More time passed so slowly, I thought I was going to die, but then…what was that? Even though I had a blindfold on, I could detect some light, most probably coming from the hallway. Yes! Finally! I could smell grandpa's cigar smell and grandma's perfume. Then the light came on in the room, and I could hear a faint yell followed by an animated voice that sounded very happy. I couldn't make out the words, but I heard laughing from what I was pretty sure came from a lady's voice.
Immediately, I felt my nightie thrown up onto my back, and a squeal of delight. A rough hand rubbed me between my legs, followed by a low moan. Now both hands reached under the front of the tiny negligee and found my boobs. I tried to pull back to escape the squeezing and nipple pinching, but I had nowhere to go. More gleeful laughter followed. I was getting annoyed, and I let out a growl as best as I could despite the ball gag. Unfortunately, it led to a reaction that I didn't plan on: my panties were sharply pulled down to my ankles, and I could hear the slight sound of a belt buckle rattling.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
The leather belt came down hard on my bare bottom, and I tried to scream out, but my voice was muted. Still, it was enough to make grandpa even madder:
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
This time it was harder than the first time, so I thought it wise to just take it and stop reacting, and maybe he'd get bored. But my ass was on fire, that's for sure. Strangely enough, my pussy was leaking like crazy. But, from here on out things got a little crazy and I had a hard time keeping up. I could feel one of them digging the butt plug out of my ass while the other one undid the buckle on the ball gag. The relief I sought was short-lived, because the butt plug was pushed into my mouth. Suddenly the headphones were removed, but only so I could hear their commands:
"Suck on it, sweetie, until we tell you to stop, do you understand?" grandma told me, as grandpa pulled the blindfold off. As I blinked my eyes and tried to adjust to the rush of light, the scene before my eyes was startling. There was grandma right in front of me, kneeling on the bed, with grandpa standing behind her, holding onto her hips. Her nightgown was bunched up on her back and he was pounding her from behind, shaking the bed and me along with it. It was kind of gross, but kind of exciting too. Grandma occupied herself by playing with my tits, and she was even rougher than grandpa was. When I tried to pull back, she slapped them back and forth, telling me to be still. I couldn't believe it! My doting old grandparents were turning into vicious monsters.
"Do you think the girl is still as1eep, ma?"
"I don't know Pa. She's' right here, should we ask her?"
They both shared a big laugh at my expense, as grandma plucked the butt plug out of my mouth and moved aside. Grandpa stood up on the bed, his erection swaying in my face. He grabbed me by my shoulders.
"Open wide, honey, so you can have a taste of grandma."
I learned my lesson from the belt, so I just did what I was told. He lined up his slick shaft and pushed it into my waiting mouth.
"Suck it good, yeah, just like that. Mmmmm," he cooed. In the meantime Grandma made her way behind me, and played with my pussy. She was none too gentle, as she worked three fingers into my hot love canal, and then a fourth. It was uncomfortable at first, but I was getting used to it, even as grandpa shoved his cock deeper into my mouth.
"Back off now, Pa, I want the girl to taste this," grandma told him. Instead of tasting his cock with her juices on it, I was now gagging on her fingers that tasted like me. I could feel my eyes bulging as I struggled against this new intrusion. This seemed to delight her, as she jammed her four fingers right to the back of my throat, fucking my mouth thoroughly.
"Taste good?" she laughed.
I hadn't even noticed that grandpa was now behind me, straddling my ass. He was rubbing his hard-on up and down my slippery crack until it was lubed up well enough to enter my dark tunnel. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised that he was able to fill me up to the hilt on his first attempt, considering how long I had the butt plug in there. Even still, I let out a strong gasp that didn't go unnoticed by grandma, who was busy shedding her nightgown altogether.
"Ah, ass time!" she declared cheerfully. She hopped back up on the bed in front of me while grandpa pounded my ass from behind. She turned away from me, bent over and backed her ass into my face.
"Suck my ass, darling! Oh yes, just like that! Oh my, yes!" Watching the scene unfold in front of him, grandpa stepped up his tempo, and slammed into my ass again and again, while I sucked grandma's ass and tongue-fucked her just like she did to me. I could see her hand between her legs, fingering herself frantically. I knew she was getting close, and then grandpa spoke:
"Back away, ma, I'm ready to explode, and I want to fill her mouth!" Grandma reluctantly allowed him to step in front of me, and he wasted no time in fucking my mouth, with grandma looking over his shoulder.
"Let me see you cum into her mouth, Pa! Open wide, girl!"
With that, he blew his load into my mouth, squirt after squirt until he was finally drained. Grandma actually clapped, as he lingered long enough for me to lick his cock clean.
"Now, move out of the way Pa, it's my turn!" she almost shouted in her excitement. Grandpa jumped down and walked around behind me as grandma took her place, legs spread wide as she closed in on my mouth, clasping two fistfuls of my hair. As she ground her labia over my teeth, I felt grandpa fingering me as he watched grandma work my mouth over. Soon, he had two fingers in my pussy and the other two pushed into my rectum. As grandma lurched and clenched my hair tighter, grandpa drove his fingers into me as hard and fast as he could, in and out, in and out, until my pussy went spastic and trembled through another orgasm, just as grandma came in my mouth for the longest time.
They collapsed over top of me, breathing hard and giggling uncontrollably. I was feeling pretty giddy myself, but as soon as I could talk between gasps, I had but one desire:
"Please untie me now. I can't even feel my arms!" I hated to be the one to bring us back to reality, but someone had to do it. Immediately, grandma got up and released the rope holding my arms up, while grandpa untied my ankles. I rolled up in a ball, rubbing my arms to bring them back to life. Surprisingly, grandpa and grandma got back on the bed with me, and kind of snuggled up against me. No one spoke for quite a while and it was kind of a nice feeling. Everyone had been thoroughly drained, in more ways than one, and it felt like we were bonding. I smiled to myself: damn that was so hot, I thought!
It was grandpa who finally broke the ice:
"Tomorrow is Saturday," he said, to no one in particular.
"Yes, tomorrow is Saturday," repeated grandma. I said nothing. Finally, grandpa added:
"I don't have to go to work tomorrow," he announced dryly.
"That's right," grandma confirmed. More silence.
"I want to clean up my tool shed tomorrow. I'll need some help." At last, I could join the conversation:
"I'll be happy to help you, grandpa," I offered, not yet realizing what he was thinking.
"Yes, my dear, yes you will. You will be my helper: I'll tell you what to wear, and what to do and you will do as I say."
More silence, as his words sunk in to my head, and my pussy quivered:
"Yes, sir."
This was going to be an interesting summer, I thought to myself, smiling.
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