[Note to Readers: This is not a story with quick short sex scenes, in fact it is about twice as long as Chapter One in the series. So if that is your goal, it might not suit you. The reason it is long though is because of very detailed sex scenes, as well as an attempt to explore the mind of an inexperienced eighteen year old girl-that part is even more invented than the rest of the story. My thanks to Carnevil9 for a proofread. All errors or omissions remain mine]
"Grandpa, wake up."
Today marked the seventh morning Sally had been sent to wake up Grandpa, if she counted yesterday, when her Mom had gone up first, but Sally had followed, on her father's urging. It had been a week of sexual awakening for the religiously raised and schooled eighteen year old. First she had learned to give a handjob, then a blowjob. The third day, Grandpa had deflowered her, with Mom showing up at some stage to observe. After that, Mom had joined in the fun. Sally had learned about anal sex, with her Mom helping her to orgasm.
Day five, Mom had slid right into bed with Sally and Grandpa, which led to Sally discovering tittyfucking. Mom had licked her clean after Grandpa deposited his load. Sally had also pleasured her Mom together with Grandpa. Yesterday, day six, Sally had climbed the stairs to find Mom being fucked doggy style, then had learned how to eat a cream pie before getting her own fucking. Then Sally had seen Dad leaning in the doorway, hard cock in his hand.
"Grandpa, wake up," Sally repeated, as her mind flashed back to the previous morning. From Mom's comments praising Grandpa's cock, Sally had guessed Dad might suffer in comparison, but his cock was so different from Grandpa's that each stood on its own merits.
Thinking about cocks standing upright made Sally giggle. She had jilled off in bed last night, and again this morning, thinking about her Dad's cock- not as long as Grandpa's, but so fat it looked like a beer can. Not that Sally drank beer. She would sure like to try a drink from her Dad's beer can, though, she had decided.
Yesterday morning, Mom had climbed out of Grandpa's bed, not bothering to explain or apologize, and, still naked, had stepped across to where Dad stood. Dropping to her knees, Mom had nudged Dad's hand off his turgid member and taken it in her fist. Sally had noticed a droplet of seed dangling from Dad's tip, which Mom quickly and eagerly licked up.
Sally's mouth had started watering, and she had been unable to resist touching herself. She knew from the teachings of the Lost Salem Bible School for Girls, and the Church of Lot's Daughters, that lusting after your father, and displaying your cunny to him, was wrong, but she had decided that since she had already done more than that with other family members, if she was going to Hell, she might as well have fun first.
Mom had taken Dad's fat helmet into her mouth with ease that had amazed the young woman. Sally doubted she could ever stretch her jaw that wide open, but grinned as he thought about asking Mom to teach her, with Dad as the training dummy. It would be a bunch more fun than learning CPR.
Mom had then kissed down and around Dad's swollen shaft to the root. As Sally had watched, she had felt Grandpa's lips close around her left nipple. Sally had reached back, groping for Grandpa's ancient cock, which she had expected would be all shrivelled by the earlier exercise, but would still feel warm in her fist. She had been shocked to discover that it had grown stiff again. It had just felt natural to stroke it as they watched Mom sucking Dad.
Slowly, eyes glancing over to make sure Sally and Grandpa were watching, Mom had licked her way all the way back up to the tip of Dad's cock, sticking the tip of her tongue into his slit before easing her lips back over his bulb. Even with her lips stretched, the grin on Mom's face had been obvious.
Grandpa had reached up to Sally's shoulder, pressing his cock against her hip. It had been obvious what he wanted. Sally was still marvelling the next morning not just at how horny Grandpa was at his advanced age, but at how quickly he recovered.
"Yes, Grandpa, I'd love to fuck, but I want to keep watching," Sally had whispered, trying to be so quiet that Mom was not distracted from putting on the show that fascinated the youngster so.
With agility and strength amazing for his age, a testament to a lifetime of hard work and good living, Grandpa swivelled so that he was sitting on the edge of his bed, erection tall in the air. He simply lifted his slender granddaughter up and plopped her down on that tent pole, burying it deep into her tight young pussy, her back to him, so they could both watch Mom and Dad. Sally had started bouncing up and down as Grandpa fondled her pert young titties.
Dad had continued furiously fucking Mom's face, but his eyes were fully engaged in watching his father-in-law fucking his daughter. Mom had her full fist stuck up her cunt, fiercely fucking herself, her focus fixed on her husband at that stage.
Grandpa had mauled Sally's tits more intensely, tweaking and tugging on her nipples. That had caused her to rotate her hips, corkscrewing her young cunt around his shaft as she had continued bouncing.
"Oh, shit, I'm going to come," Dad had screamed.
Mom had climaxed as Dad's cream filled her mouth. Something about that had proved to be all that it took to trigger Sally's next orgasm. Her muscles clenching around Grandpa's ancient cock had in turn prompted him to spurt more seed up her love canal.
Before the last wave of electricity had finished shaking Sally's slender frame, her mother had risen from the floor and stepped across to kiss Sally, using her tongue to part Sally's lips and teeth, pushing a mouthful of Dad's semen into Sally's cheeks. Sally had instinctively swallowed, barely registering that she was filling her belly with the same seed that had sired her. It had been later in the day that Sally had finally had a chance to reflect upon that reality. Every time she had thought about, she had felt her cheeks warm with a blush, and had felt joy, then had hoped she might be able to taste it straight from the source soon.
That morning though, Mom had pulled her mouth away from Sally, all too soon as far as Sally was concerned. Sally had noticed that some of Dad's offering had dribbled onto her Mom's chest. As the youngster licked it clean, her Mom had touched herself again, until Mom had collapsed, her head falling into where Grandpa and Sally's loins met.
"I'd love to carry on all morning, but I have chores to do, and I just came up to tell you all that breakfast is ready," Dad had concluded the encounter by announcing, and then turning to walk down to the kitchen, not even pausing to put his cock away until he had disappeared down the stairs.
Mom had been the next one to pop to her feet and pull herself together. With a parting smile, she had vanished down the stairs.
"Grandpa, wake up," Sally had said with a laugh, bouncing off of the bed, finding her nightie and dashing down to breakfast. Somehow, she had discovered quite an appetite.
That had not been the first wake up call that led to Sally walking around all day in a sex induced fog, but yesterday she had been particularly distracted by hormones, and especially by mental images of her father's cock. Mid morning she had snuck off to the barn to finger herself to an orgasm, trying to imagine how that monster would feel in her mouth. That got her through until the afternoon.
While Dad went out to repair a fence, Mom and Grandpa had both gone upstairs to nap. Sally had crept up the stairs, not surprised to find that Mom was not in her parent's gigantic bed. Unfortunately, Grandpa's door was closed. Sally had felt insulted at being left out of whatever games they were up to in there. The sounds that had come through the thick old solid wood door had been too muffled for Sally to hear clearly just what was going on. She had been able to make out just enough, and was by then familiar enough with the sounds of sex that she could tell that there was lots on incestuous joy taking place. That just made the youngster even hornier.
