Chapter 12
When Fanny's folks got back from the park, they found both their children sitting naked in the living room with an equally naked grandmother. There were a few raised eyebrows, but after all, Nelson and Carol had known what their kids were up to. As for old Max Jones, Ms first reaction was a wide grin.
"You folks taking up nudism?" he asked cheerfully.
"Nope," came back his wife. "Sex orgies."
The old guy laughed, then sat on the couch between his wife and his granddaughter. "Things have changed in this house," he said, "and definitely for the better."
Fanny didn't know quite what to say, but luckily her grandmother spoke right up. "They certainly have changed for the better since we were last here," she said. "Ron and Fanny have just been telling me. The whole family has decided to try life without inhibitions for a change."
"Sounds great to me," Max said, slapping Fanny and his wife on their knees. "When do we start?"
"We've already begun," Emma said. "I was upstairs fucking Ron while you were at the park."
"I can see the festival is right here," Max chuckled. He put his arm around Fanny's shoulders, then removed the hand that was on his wife's knee and placed it on his granddaughter's breast. "Are you game for some fun?" he asked. "I've always had eyes for you, young lady, but who can say a thing like that?"
"I'm game," Fanny replied. "Oh Granddad, I've always dreamed about making it with you, but ... like you say, it's the kind of thing people never talk about."
"It's natural," said her grandfather. "Look, young people are attractive, and the old folks get the yen. Youngsters look up to the oldsters. There's that mystique of age and experience. But we can't get it together unless someone breaks the ice. What happened to break it in this house?"
Nelson and Carol sat down in easy chairs. Fanny's father attempted to answer the old guy's question. "I think maybe it was a certain influence from next door. You see, Dad, we have some very liberated neighbors. Remember I told you a couple of times about Wellington Williams?"
"Yup," replied Max. "Well, whoever had the idea had a good one. I say, let's get started, Fanny."
"Sure," said the girl, jumping up. "Let's go up to my room."
"How come?" laughed Max. "We can do it right here. I've always wanted to get into a real orgy, and we're all family here."
"Why not?" Fanny replied, shrugging.
Without any more discussion, everyone who was dressed quickly discarded his clothes. Within a few seconds, all six of them were naked, Emma and Max, their son Nelson and his wife Carol, and the grandchildren, Fanny and Ron. Three generations of the Jones family were seated naked about the living room, everyone just a bit edgy, uncertain what was to follow next.
That was one problem that didn't last for long. Max went quickly into action. He began hugging and kissing Fanny, and the girl responded, giggling girlishly. As the others sat about watching, the old man showed his amorous techniques. He caressed her upper body, running his hands up and down her back, soothing her arms and shoulders with his gentle palms.
Then he came around and began feeling her large and firm breasts. They bobbed and quivered at his touch, arousing Fanny wildly. Her nipples sprang outward, and a rosy hue began to envelop the whole upper portion of her body. She felt her cunt-juices collecting and her loins warming rapidly.
Everyone was watching as Max grew ever more daring in his caresses. The next thing Fanny knew, the old man was caressing her hips, swinging his hand around to touch the swelling curve of her buttock. She lifted her ass off the couch, felt his hand move around the cheek, cupping it, squeezing it lovingly.
She eased up onto his lap, sat nestled in it, tickled by his pubic hair, feeling his hot pecker searing her ass. When the old guy had stripped, Fanny had seen a lean and well-tanned body, the physique of a man who has taken very good care of himself. She knew that Max worked out regularly in a gym and on the beach where they lived, and it showed on him.
As for his cock, apparently big dicks ran in the family, because Fanny liked what she saw. It had been hanging only semi-hard, and she wondered if maybe he wasn't too old to get it on. However, the more he had caressed her body the more his bone had hardened, and as she sat on it now, she could feel that it was stiff enough to penetrate her cunt.
She embraced and kissed him, and he returned the favor. After they hugged like that for some time, Fanny decided the time was right for the main course.
"Let's fuck," she said.
"Sure," he came back with a smile.
Fanny slid off his lap and lay with her back on the couch. Emma had already moved, having taken the hassock and pulled it over to where she could get a good view. Max shifted himself so that he could get between the girl's legs. Fanny had her knees flexed and her feet drawn up and placed flat on the couch. Her thighs were parted and her cunt was in plain view, hot and growing wetter by the second. Max looked down on it, a pleased expression on his face. "Do you like it?" Fanny asked him.
"I'll say," he came back. "I like Emma's, because it's lush and worked in, but I like yours for the opposite reasons. Your pussy is so tender and tight. I guess you haven't been getting fucked for a hell of a long time."
"No," Fanny replied. "I only started a week ago, I swear."
"Well then, there must be a few things I can teach you, even though you've had good instructors so far." He glanced about the room, and was met with friendly laughter. Then he dropped his face to the girl's waiting pussy, and began to lap away at it.
Fanny loved it. She liked getting her pussy sucked, and she was intrigued by the idea of sex with her granddad. She lay back, relaxed and waited for the variety of sensations she knew would be rising from her cunt.
Her grandfather proved to be a fantastic lover. She felt him licking and nibbling all up and down her cunt-lips. He licked with an incredibly deft flicking motion, just as if his tongue were attached to a vibrator. The action sent waves of excruciatingly pleasurable sensations spreading outward from the cunt. When Max nibbled the tender cunt flesh, he did so more with his lips than his teeth, nipping quickly along the ridge of each inner pussy lip.
This went on for some time, the older man showing his experience and technique. Gradually he slowed down, increasing the pressure of the licks and bites. He was using a larger portion of his tongue now, and bringing his teeth increasingly into play. The new action was more sensuous, slower and more deeply exciting for Fanny.
"Ohhhhh," she moaned involuntarily, surprised by the depths of her own voice. It seemed to be coming from deep in her throat, a guttural moan, and it sounded more like the groan of an older woman, or even of a man. Her own sounds thrilled her. "Ohhhhhh!" she groaned again, even more powerfully.
It was a signal for the older man to increase the pressure of his cunt-lapping even more. Fanny was lubricating violently now, her cunt turning into a boiling cauldron of pussy-juice. She could hear her grandfather slurping it up, evidently enjoying himself immensely. Fanny also got a whiff of her own sex smell, rising steamily from her crotch. She put the idea of getting fucked out of her mind. Maybe the old fellow couldn't keep it up long enough anymore to fuck a young girl. She didn't care. She'd never been as thrilled by sex as she was right now, getting her box eaten out by her grandfather.
"Go, Dad, go!" Fanny heard her father call out, as Max hit a peak of powerful tongue action. She heard the others laugh at the encouragement, then felt the tongue come off her cunt.
"I'm going!" Max said.
"And I'm coming," Fanny gasped. "Hurry. Get back to my pussy."
She heard Max laugh, then felt his mouth on her steamy cunt once again. The respite had enabled her to slide off a bit in her excitation, and now she was building again, this time to a bigger climax. The return of tongue to cunt-lip had a uniquely exciting feel, enhancing the sensations by the contrast. She knew now that she wanted that tongue on her cunt for the rest of eternity, and she reached down with both hands, found the back of her grandfather's head and pressed his face into her twat.
"Ohhhhhh," she moaned again. She was climbing deliriously for a climax, shooting upward like a skyrocket for a big orgasm.
Suddenly she came. She felt the waves of hot orgasm splashing over her, enveloping her body and soul, sending her mind crashing off into an outer space filled with bursting comets and soaring meteors. "Eeeeeee," she shrieked. "Ohhh! I'm coming now. Oh. Oh. Oh. I'm cooooooming!!!"
Spasm after spasm ripped upward through her body, making her tits tickle and jump with sensation, making her whole body come alive. She exploded in passion. It was the biggest climax she'd ever had. The old man was amazing, and when she came back down to earth, she just lay there with her eyes closed, enjoying the warm sensations of after glow that enveloped her.
She didn't know how long she lay there, but when she opened her eyes her grandfather was kneeling between her thighs. She looked up into his face first, saw him smiling serenely, waiting for her to come back to the land of the living.
"Wow," she managed to say, "that was really something. You sure know how to lick out a cunt, Cramps."
He chuckled. "I sure enjoy it," he came back, "and you seem to dig it too."
"I sure do," she had to acknowledge.
Then she looked down at the old man's dong. It was huge, standing almost straight up, as if it were trying to climb his flat belly. The sight of it aroused her all over again. Her grandfather's dick! Her own grandfather's dick! All these years she had known him and she'd never seen his dick. All these years she'd loved her grandfather, imagined what he looked like naked, and now she was staring at his hard cock.
The thick prick snaked upward, shivered tantalizingly, waved back and forth. Fanny looked around the room to see if everyone was staring at her. Her grandmother, who had just had the hell fucked out of her cunt was seated comfortably in an easy chair, nursing a drink. She had a benign smile on her pleasant face, and Ron was sitting Indian-style on the carpet at her feet. They were watching, but her folks weren't.
Carol was lying on her back on the floor, apparently excited by what she had seen, because she was in the same position Fanny was in, legs drawn up and thighs parted. Nelson was on his knees, his face buried in her cunt, lapping noisily away. Fanny had to laugh. The way her granddad had cunt-lapped her had turned the both of them on. At least the new turns their family sex life had taken had not had an ill effect on their marital life. They were going at it like a couple of mad people.
Fanny turned her glance back to her grandfather. "Would you like me to fuck you now?" he asked.
"Hell yes," she said quickly.
Max didn't need further urging. He moved his body over Fanny's, resting on his hands and inserting his cock without touching it. Now that was an experienced dick! It found cunt without having to be guided. The next thing Fanny knew, her granddad had lowered his body and his huge cock was parting her cunt lips and snaking into the burrow of her pussy.
She closed her eyes and let it all happen. Her grandfather was pressed to her chest now, his cheek nestled against hers, his warmth pervading her. She got the cool scent of a fine cologne, and she began to smooth the flesh of his back with the palms of her hands. She caressed him lovingly, and he responded by thrusting his cock, slowly at first, then more powerfully.
Fanny drifted, concentrating her thoughts on the feelings that coursed up through her cunt. A huge pole was penetrating her, and she was loving every minute of it. In and out of her cunt the big dong rammed, raising her juices. Her cunt was aflame, a hot pot of steaming spunk. Her lubricating juices never flowed this good before. Aroused by the cunt-lapping and now scorched by the friction of the thick cock, her glands were spewing out enough juices for six cunts.
Her heat was rising, and she knew she'd reach another orgasm very quickly. Her grandfather was riding her expertly, moving his cock upwards to bring her clit into play, searching out her slippery cunt for just the right spot, a place where the friction would be at a maximum. She thrilled to the feeling of it, not only the size of the dork in her twat, but the fact that it was her old grandfather fucking away atop her.
He brought her up near a climax, and then relaxed the pace of his thrusting. He let her slide off, then brought her back with more powerful thrusts. He went on like that for some time, heightening the sensitivity of her cunt. During one of the respites, Fanny glanced around the room.
She saw that her father was now fucking the hell out of her mother, the two of them in a world of their own. She glanced at the chair where her grandmother had been sitting, only to find it empty. Then she saw her grandmother. Ron was lying on the floor on his back, and she was squatting over his crotch. As Fanny watched, she saw the old woman rise upward. Ron's fat cock came into view, glistening with spunk.
Fanny's grandfather was also turned to the side, seeing what had been holding her attention. Emma was riding up and down on the cock now, making Ron's thick bone disappear into her pussy, then reappear with a fresh coat of spunk. Up and down she rode on the cock.
Max laughed. "She's doing some job on that brother of yours," he said, turning back to, Fanny.
"No better than you're doing on my cunt," she replied, giving him a pat on the rump.
"Are you ready for the grand climax?" he asked.
"Any time now," Fanny came back. She could hardly wait for her grandfather to resume shoving his immense cock in and out of her cunt again.
Then Max Jones began. He started slowly, but then picked up speed. He was soon pile-driving his big bone in and out of the seething pussy. Fanny wrapped her arms about his back and hung on for life. The old man got up a head of steam and was soon plunging madly into her pussy, their pubic patches slapping together.
In, out, in, out, in, out, the old man drove his thick dick. Fanny was in ecstasy, spasms of orgasmic delight ripping through her body again. As had been the case before, her second orgasm was more violent than her first. She thrusted her loins upward in an involuntary motion to meet the downward thrusts of her grandfather. They fucked away like that for sometime, and Fanny could now feel the spewing of hot gunk into her cunt-chute. Max was coming off at the same time she was. It was heavenly.
A long time later, Fanny had fully recovered, at least enough to open her eyes. She saw that her granddad had fallen asleep over her. She didn't mind. He'd done a bang-up job, and she had no complaints. Looking around the room, she saw that the others were also fucked out.
Her grandmother had finished fucking Ron, and had slumped over him much the same way her grandfather was slumped over her. Nelson was lying over Carol, her legs still wrapped around his back, her hands clutching him tightly. Their fucking had ceased, though, and Fanny could see a trickle of come-juice that had dribbled out of the cunt-hole where her father's big rod still stuck into her mother like a big spear in an open wound.
Fanny chuckled to herself. She let her eyes slip shut, and a warm peace descended over her. She had a lot to be thankful for, and-it suddenly occurred to her-a lot to tell her pal, May Williams. Maybe for the first time there was something Fanny could clue May into. She could hardly wait till her granddad woke up so she could get up, get dressed and go next door to talk to May. Perhaps they could arrange a two-family orgy.