Grandpa's Milk- Chapter 8 - Sex Stories

Grandpa's Milk- Chapter 8

. Chapter 8 I awoke the next morning with “morning wood” but it was the whispering that woke me. Then I felt some gentle poking at my balls and more whispering. I looked down at the tent that had formed in the sleeping bag at my hips. It was about the size of two girls sitting up. Then a thumb and index finger carefully moved my penis around, “I like the way the veins stick out when its hard…” I heard a voice. “I like the head—it looks like a helmet but it’s squishy…” another hand squeezed my glans quickly and let go. “Do you think I can get it IN me? It looks HUGE!” “I didn’t think it would go in ME either but my vagina stretched and stretched ‘til it went in. It felt SO good, Sarah- I want to sit on it RIGHT NOW! You hafta try Sarah! It’s your turn!” I lifted the edge of the sleeping bag to see the girls staring at my cock with the flashlight. “Hey, what’s going on under here?” I asked like I didn’t know. They giggled and lay against me and came up to give me a kiss. “Good morning, Grandpa!” They said in unison and hugged me. Sarah reached down and gripped my stiff shaft. “Guess what WE found?!!” she grinned. “Oh yeah?” I said, “Well, you’re gonna “find” yourselves swimming in pee if you don’t let me get up!” “Oh, goody! I wanna watch you pee with a boner!” She exclaimed. They both got up with me and we went toward the bushes with Sarah hanging onto my hard-on. “OK, ‘go’, Grampa…” and she aimed it downward. “Hee, hee, it feels funny!” and she aimed it higher to see how ...

... far it would shoot. “Wow, Grampa, you can shoot FAR!!” I finished and she ‘milked’ the remnants out for me. “Let’s see how far WE can shoot, Abby!” They each expertly grabbed their vulvas and peed. They leaned backwards for maximum upward aim and nearly hit my mark. “You guys are getting pretty good but now you need to do it with one hand so when you’re wearing clothes you can use the other hand to hold your panties out of the way.” They finished, smiling proudly at each other. Suddenly Sarah’s mouth dropped open and she stared at Abby’s chest a screamed, “Abby!! Your boobies!!” She looked down at her own and screamed again. Abby looked down, screamed, and grabbed her breasts. “OH my god! I have boobies!” “So do I!!” Screamed Sarah, grabbing her own chest. They stood there staring at and stroking their blossoming breasts. Then they approached each other and stared at and stroked the other’s breasts. “Courtney was telling the truth! Grampa’s milk is making our breasts grow!!” Sarah deduced and looked up at me, “Thank you Grampa!!” I could come up with no other explanation so I said, “You’re welcome, baby girl!” They both turned and hugged me. I squatted down to ‘breast height’ and did my own examination. They proudly put their shoulders back and presented their breasts to me. Pictures would be final proof but they did seem to be bigger on both girls. Abby’s puffy nipples had become ‘swollen chest’ where breasts could actually be discerned. Sarah’s nipples were definitely larger ...