If you haven't read the first 4 parts of the Lancaster Twins saga, I suggest that you read them first, in order to get the context. All characters are at least 18 years of age.
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Bill's visit was coming to a close. He planned on staying two or three more days before going back to his farm. What started out to be just a long-overdue visit with his daughter, Shana, and her family had turned into a life-changing experience. He had accidentally witnessed his beautiful granddaughter, Jenny, giving oral sex to her twin brother, Jackson. Then his gorgeous daughter, Shana, had seduced him.
He contemplated both of these incidents as he lay in bed, trying to go to sleep. As horrible as he knew it was, he was aching to see his naked granddaughter again, and if she were doing something sexual with his well-hung grandson, all the better. He couldn't get the thought of Jenny's magnificent body, nor her enthusiastic oral ministrations of Jackson's young cock out of his head. Even worse was what he and his daughter had done - she had committed adultery with her own father. Incest was bad enough, but adultery, cheating on her husband, was worse. Yet he knew that, if she offered herself to him again, he would be powerless to resist. She was just too sexy - and he loved her so much.
Jennifer had now been on birth control the required amount of time for it to take effect. Her period was over and, as her brother well knew, that meant that they could resume having sex. She had sneaked into his room a couple of times and given him a blow job, but both of them were a little afraid of having sex when their parents and grandfather were all in the house. Jennifer, especially, could not control her cries of ecstasy when she had an orgasm. They weren't so worried about their parents, because they never came upstairs at night, but they knew that their grandfather didn't sleep well and had been known to come upstairs to use the bathroom to keep from disturbing Shana and Tom.
The twins were eager for sex. They had not had intercourse in well over 2 weeks. Jackson thought about his sister, and what he wanted to do with her, constantly. Jennifer couldn't wait to feel Jackson inside her again. Feeling his thick young cock stretching her eager teen cunt was the best feeling she had ever had. She was addicted to it.
Shana had to attend a teachers' workshop a few days before her dad was to go home. Tom had to get a load of feed at the Co-op and told them he would be back in a few hours. He liked to eat at the diner in town, so he would take longer than usual. Bill, who was very handy with carpentry, was repairing a door in the barn. The twins saw an opportunity. They decided that it wouldn't be wise to do anything in the house because their grandfather might decide to come inside to eat a sandwich or use the bathroom. So a walk to their special place was in order.
Jennifer packed the big picnic basket with sandwiches, chips, drinks, and a blanket. As they passed by the barn, they told Bill that they were going on a picnic.
Bill wiped the sweat from his face and looked at them suspiciously. "This is a farm. Y'all going on a picnic in the middle of the day? Didn't your dad leave you any chores?"
Jennifer hugged her grandfather, knowing that she had him wrapped around her little finger. Bill couldn't help but notice how short and tight her blue jean shorts were and how tight her tee shirt was around her bountiful breasts.
"You can't have a picnic at night, Papa," she said and kissed him on the cheek. She was aware that her breasts mashed up against him as she hugged him.
"Besides, we are starting to college soon," Jackson chipped in. "We won't have time for picnics or anything fun."
Bill regarded him. "Well, run on. Have a good time. Don't even think about your old grandpa working like a slave while you have a picnic."
The twins walked toward the woods. Bill watched them go, marveling at how his Jenny's hips swayed and how perfect her young ass was. Just like her mom's was and, if anything, even more shapely. He was suspicious, of course. He had witnessed what the twins were doing on Jackson's bed. Jenny had slurped on Jackson's cock like an all-day sucker and, from what he could hear of their conversation, they had been fucking.
Bill was conflicted. He thought what the twins were doing was a horrible thing - but was it as bad as what he had done with Shana? Neither of the twins were married. They hadn't sworn fidelity to a marriage partner. What they were doing was incest, but it wasn't adultery. He realized that his cock was hardening from thinking about what the twins were probably up to. He watched until they got to the woods, and slowly followed.
As soon as Jennifer and Jackson got out of sight, they held hands. They stopped to kiss and rub their hands on each other's bodies. Jennifer took her bra off and put it in the picnic basket. Then they proceeded through the woods, toward the big hill that they had to climb to get to their secret spot.
Bill crept quietly through the woods, stopping occasionally, trying to hear the twins. He certainly did not want them to be aware that he was there. He began to worry that he had lost them - that he wasn't going to be able to locate them. He considered just going back. Then he heard them talking, in the distance. He couldn't see them yet, nor could he understand what they were saying, but he could hear their voices. He went a few hundred yards further and came to a clearing. He hadn't been back here in many years, but remembered now that there was a big hill at the back of the place. On the other side of the hill, he knew, was more woods and a creek. It was very secluded. That would certainly be a great place for a picnic. He saw the twins in the distance, just as they crested the hill. He was careful to stay behind some trees until they were out of sight again.
What was he doing? He was over 60 years old and was going to all this effort to spy on his grandchildren? He was going to climb that hill? The answer was yes. He began to trudge up the hill, staying close to a fence row that might possibly hide him should they come back over the hill for some reason. He knew he was in great shape for his age, but this hill was pretty steep. He needed a good workout, he thought. He had not been exercising regularly during his visit.