Ted Patterson, the 67 year old grandfather whose week-long vacation at his son's house has so far been anything but relaxing, begins to feel his age.
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One: It's alright Grandpa.
I looked down at my granddaughter Cathy, whose eyes were focused on the quite flaccid tube of flesh that she had been trying to coax back to life for the last twenty minutes to little effect.
Oh, there was an initial surge when I arrived in the loft that I knew now was anything but secret. Seeing the soft nubile young Cathy naked when I arrived had made the blood begin to flow in my cock, and for a time there I think that I would be able to get it up, but in the end reality set in.
While I know that it would make for a better tale if I turned out to be a super stallion who never failed to get hard, the reality is that I was a 67 year old man who had been popping loads into his granddaughter and daughter-in-law for the last five days at a pace that rivaled my youth.
Viagra had crossed my mind, but having had a bit of a heart scare a couple of years ago, I quickly dismissed that. Imagining what I could do with one of those erections that wouldn't go away for four hours was amusing in fantasy only. Having a stroke while on top of Cathy or Beth would not be the memory I wanted to leave either of them.
Cathy had already used my usually reliable Ejaculator 3000 on me in an effort to get me hard, managing to stuff by limp dick into that tight latex sleeve after a lot of effort, but we had given up on that after about 10 minutes of constant pumping made little difference.
So now Cathy was tugging away, pulling on my limp dick without complaint. Licking and nibbling around the foreskin, letting her tongue toy with the opening of the glans, and sucking on my low hanging nuts until they popped loudly out of her mouth. Nothing worked.
"I'm sorry baby," I finally said. "Guess I'm not up to it tonight."
"It's alright Grandpa," Cathy said, trying and mostly succeeding to mask her disappointment. "I like sucking on you anyway."
"And you do it so well," I told her, running my hands through her golden brown hair.
It was true. Cathy was a fine cocksucker. Not as skilled as her mother Beth, who was extraordinary at the craft, but good nonetheless. I don't even think Beth could have done anything at this point though.
"Why don't you get up in my favorite position?" I suggested to Cathy, who eagerly complied by rolling onto her hands and knees while lifting that plump little bottom of hers as high as she could. "I think I've got something you like that still works."
Cathy giggled as I climbed up behind her and spread those full ass cheeks and locked my eyes upon the prize, that sweet tan balloon knot which was winking at me as my face slipped into the crack.
The faint little circle of hairs which ringed her anus got flattened by my tongue first, as was my custom, before I started lapping at the puckered little opening. Cathy's anus welcomed my long, serpent-like tongue, and soon I had her writhing and moaning beneath my oral onslaught.
My hand slid between her legs, and my fingers rubbed her wet over-sized labia a bit before my thumb sank into her pussy. From then on Cathy was was squirming and letting out muffled squeals into the pillow that her face was buried in.
The squishing sounds of my thumb going in and out of her pussy, along with the pungent smell of her sex, actually gave me a semi-erection for a while there, but in the end I just held onto her hips and kept corkscrewing my tongue into Cathy until she came and collapsed onto the bed.
"Oh man, Grandpa," Cathy wheezed after rolling onto her back. "I'm going to miss that when you go."
"Me too, honey," I said while getting my toy back into the box and preparing to leave.
"You know what would be great?" Cathy asked, not waiting for an answer. "Before you go, how cool would it be if you stuck your cock in my ass?"
