I was having the best fucking dream! My prick felt like it was three feet long and it was in the hottest, tightest, pussy imaginable. No only was it hot and tight, it was educated as well. It squeezed me like a handshake and tickled the head of my prick every time I pushed forward. I was building toward the orgasm of my life.
The I heard the giggle. "You fuck pretty good for somebody sound asleep, GrandPa."
My prick was still lodged between my granddaughter's soft thighs, which were slick from her cuntal secretions. She must have been fingerfucking herself for some time. Now she was rubbing her clit along the shaft of the Royal Dick to bring herself off. Her pussy lips were spread on either side of the shaft and she was squeezing and tickling the head of my prick where it extended past her thighs.
"Whoa! What a way to wake up, baby! Ride that pony, but be careful, I think he's going to spit in your bed pretty soon. Hope you like cold clammy sheets."
"We'll see about that, old man. Just hang on tight." She began thrusting her hips back and forth along my rod, jacking me off with her cunt lips, while tickling the head constantly.
I could feel the hot cum boiling out of my balls. "Hang on, cowgirl! Here it comes!"
Amy made one extra long thrust with her hips and pushed the head inside her lips as she began her backthrust, forcing my dick deep inside her with one long motion. I never knew it was possible to cum again while your balls were still in the process of blasting, but it seemed like they sort of double-clutched. However many gallons of cream they would have shot was at least doubled by the unexpected way Amy chose to consummate our incest.
We hadn't discussed my actually fucking her or not, but last night there had seemed to be some sort of unspoken cultural barrier that had limited our sexual contact to hands and tongues. Neither of us had acknowledged any fear of the incest taboo, but nevertheless, we had not crossed that bridge until now.
It would have been nice to have had a second to ruminate on the actuality of our new relationship, but I was dispensing the hundred year flood into my granddaughter's cunt and she was doing her patented sex seizure bit. Man, that child had a sweet pussy. If I thought her thighs made a great cunt, it was because I had never experienced the real one before.
When we slowly spiraled to earth, I told her how much I enjoyed her sweet pussy. "You could fuck the balls off a brass monkey, baby. What a great wakeup treat for an old man."
"You might have noticed that I seemed to be enjoying myself, also, GrandPa. Your dick is the best! It's not the biggest, it's not the longest, but it feels better inside me than any I've had."
"Even Jimmy's?" "Yeah. Even Jimmy's. He's hung like a horse and he reaches places in my pussy that nobody has reached before, but yours just feels better overall. Maybe it's because I can tell you give a damn about my pleasure, too. Jimmy's nice but all he really was thinking about was unloading his balls in a tight cunt.
We continued to lie together, with our combined secretions oozing out of her pussy as we talked. Occasionally, her cunt would seem to spasm around my dick, causing it to lurch upward a bit, resulting in a gradual hardening that refilled her greedy hole.
Amy reached between her legs and began tickling my balls very gently as she resumed a slow, gentle hip action on my now fully recovered prick. Can we talk while we fuck, GrandPa?"
"Sure, baby. As long as we can fuck while we talk."
"Deal!", she said. "I've been thinking about Mom. It's too bad she never would let you fuck her. You're a fantastic, gentle, lover who cares about your partner's desires and pleasures. You could have given her many pleasurable hours as she was growing up. I wonder why she has always been so uptight about sex?"
"I really don't know, Amy. I have never believed in all that bullshit and tried very hard to prevent her from adopting the party line on sex as she was growing up, but somehow it never seemed to prevent her from adopting those damned Puritan ideas she seems to have picked up somewhere. I know you don't have to be a Puritan to be opposed to fucking your father, but she seems to have gotten the idea that you shouldn't fuck at all."
I kept up a slow, steady, motion with my prick, sliding three or four inches in and out of my granddaughter's tight pussy at the same steady pace. I wanted to see how long we could keep this background fuck going before it took over the conversation.
"You know, I think she actually quit fucking Dad right after Bitsy was born. I guess that's probably why he left."
"I had forgotten about Bitsy. How old is she now? Ten?"
"Wow! You really keep up with your family, don't you? She's only a year younger than I and I'm nearly twenty. She has this fluffy blonde hair on her pussy and her tits will drive you crazy. Want to fuck her?"
That did it. My prick lurched at the same time that her cunt spasmed. I guess the idea of me fucking my younger granddaughter was exciting to both of us. I picked up the pace.
"Hell, why stop at Bitsy? Don't you want to fuck Mom, too?"
My answer lay in the speed at which I began slamming the salami into her guts.
"Hell, I'll help you fuck both of them if you like, and Jimmy, too. It gets me off to think about helping you slam that yard up Mom's tight cunt. Don't you want to fuck your baby daughter? Huh? Don't you want to fuck her tight pussy she's been saving for you all these years? Fuck me, Daddy. Please stick your big dick in my tiny little pussy and fuck me, Daddy. Does that feel good, Daddy? Do you like my tiny little pussy? Huh? Do you?"
Amy's words and the images they produced made my prick grow even larger and harder than before, but I'm damned if I know how. If she hadn't drained my balls so thoroughly an hour before, I would already be drenching her ovaries, but I could tell it wouldn't be long. Her cunt was twitching and snapping around my shaft as I drove into her.
"Guess I'm not the only one that gets excited by that idea, huh?"
"Fuck me Daddy. Fuck my tight pussy. Pinch my nipples you old goat. I'm going to blow your balls off."
I don't know if they were blown off, but they sure as hell were blown out. There wasn't enough cum left over in them to grease a cat's ass. We were definitely going to have to change the sheets tonight. We were swimming in cum. All of this couldn't be mine. Amy must be one of those women who actually squirts when they cum. I couldn't wait to see it sometime.
Eventually, we ran down. What a workout! You would think we would be fucked out by now, but all the sexual activity we had been engaged in since her arrival had seemed to actually boost us to another level of ability. Even after two highly memorable orgasms, my dick only went about halfway down and made small jerks from time to time as I remembered various elements of the past 18 hours.
"Damn! Have we only been together less than one day? It seems like years! Amy, you may be young, but you are one hell of a woman! Forget about going back at the end of the summer. We're going to go get the rest of your stuff and you can move in here with me, permanently. I think you know me well enough already to know that I will never do anything to limit your possibilities. Whatever you decide, whenever you decide it, you will always be completely free to choose."
"Oh, GrandPa! That's exactly what I was hoping you would say! I've been looking for someone like you all my life. Someone I could talk with. Someone who cared what I thought and who had absolutely no phony pretenses. The fact that you've got a killer dick and know how to use it doesn't affect my feelings at all." She smirked as she gave a tug on my dick to get me started toward the bathroom for our dual shower.
Having her around the house was one long extended pleasure trip. There was damn little to do in the way of chores, but what there was we shared without friction. Each one picked up after themselves when it needed doing and both shared the opinion that people should live lightly on the earth, with a minimum of damage to it.
This left us lots of time for lying around the pool and fucking each other silly.
"Why don't I call Mom and ask her to send Bitsy up for a few weeks? It will give Mom a break and give us a chance for you to fuck Bitsy. Ok?" Amy gave my prick a squeeze when she saw it jump at the idea.
"Call away."
"Hi Mom. I'm fine. No, he hasn't been trying to feel me up. No, I don't have any problems keeping his hands off me."
