Now, my darling and no longer impotent husband had the most wonderful looking bone on I'd ever seen. "Fuck," he gasped. "My turn to blow my load. Got to ball!"
Spreading my legs, I patted my already drenched box. "Of course, sweetheart. It's kind of wet down there but you'll be able to feel the meat of pussy. There's enough friction for your lovely cock."
Harry had an endowment of about eight inches of sheer cock-bone whenever he erected. And it wasn't a puny type of bone. The diameter was larger than a baseball bat. There certainly would be friction enough between his love-hunger and the walls of my vagina in spite of the wetness. At the moment, Harry didn't care at all about wetness or dryness. All he lusted for was the feel of hot pussy around his ever-so-lovely prick. Mounting me, he slipped both hands under the cheeks of my ass, and let his tool drop into the still smouldering furnace of fuck. His eyes looked queer, and there was a strange, demented look over his face. After all, this was the first time in many years he had erected with enough firmness to actually ball.
Alongside the bed, Jackie kept calling out encouragements to my husband. "At a boy, gramps," he laughed, excitedly. "Fuck Grandma. Give her every inch of your grandfatherly tool. Pump her cunt out until you drop your load, too."
With a natural talent as a voyeur, Jackie began to erect again. Watching an older couple fuck provided enough erotic, visual stimuli to make him firm up again. And it was much too lovely a bone to waste with a mere jackoff.
"Bum," I coughed out. "Fuck my bum hole. Bung my rear end. Shovel out my ahit spot," I kept crying in a hoarse and agitated voice.
It would be possible to consummate the double fuck if I reared over on my side and left enough room for Jackie to position himself in back and slide the young, juvenile tool between the cheeks of my ass. I loved an asshole fuck!
Harry understood what had to be done. Although he was astride my body and pumping furiously we would have to both roll over on our sides to permit Jackie to gain access to my bottom. My husband nodded.
"In unison," he breathed in a strange sounding voice. He meant that we would both have to roll over together or he'd lose his stroke and possibly jeopardize the rigidity of his erection.
This was going to take perfect timing on both our parts.
"Now," I cried out. "Roll over now!"
Still pumping but at a less furious rate, we grabbed each other in a tight bear hug and rolled slowly over on our sides. Harry didn't miss a stroke. And now, the cheeks of my ass were free and unencumbered. It was possible for my grandson to fasten himself to my back and slide that lovely new bone-on into my asshole. This he did with loving care.
Spoon-style, my grandson fastened himself against my back and grabbed hold of my buttocks. Pulling apart the fleshy cheeks he thrust himself forward. The cockhead banged past the globular mounds and bumped agitatedly against the rectal orifice. It was going to be a tight fit but not an impossible one. I had been fucked in the brown spot before on a few rare occasions. Of course, my rear-end lovers had been mature men with much expertise. Could a mere stripling accomplish what grown men had failed to do on many occasions?
Jackie kept thrusting his tool back and forth but the head bumped harmlessly against the microscopic-sized opening and didn't enter into the funnel where all my nerve endings were located. Fortunately, our ingenious and enterprising young grandson was equal to the task. Quickly realizing that he wasn't going to accomplish an entry through sheer force alone, he pulled out his tool and surveyed the situation. What to do? This problem had been encountered by many former lovers and proved insurmountable to them. The only men who had successfully reamed out my asshole with prick happened to be men with narrow endowments.
The diameter of their cocks was so small that they only experienced moderate trouble in forcing an entry. But a boy or man with a normal sized diameter of prick simply failed to gain entry. Jackie's diameter was more than normal. It was thicker than the diameter on a full grown man. But Jackie simply refused to accept failure. By nature he was a female asshole lover and now with the scent of my ass in his nostrils, he was determined to ball out a load in my skit funnel.
"Too narrow for you," I cried over my shoulder. I didn't want him to become frustrated. Harry had slowed his pumping down to a walk. He didn't want to discharge prematurely or before Jackie had a chance to explore every possibility. The boy refused to be deterred.
"I'm going to ball your asshole, Grandma," he cried out in a mixture of rage and frustration. "I can do it. Know I can do it."
Bring the cheeks apart as far as possible, he fingered the hole to try and determine the exact size. Then, he yapped. "I've got it. Goddammit, I've got it..."
What Jackie had was a new idea, and that idea consisted of oral manipulations. Without another word, he dived down and shoved his entire face between the cheeks of my ass. The next thing I felt was his tongue lapping away inside the cleavage of ass. He was attempting to soften the sphincter muscles with his wet tongue and lips. Whether or not he succeeded didn't matter as far as I was concerned. The feel of that lovely boy's tongue around the skit hole almost drove me out of my mind. And the thought that his grandson was licking my ass, turned on Harry, too. His cock grew thicker inside my pussy, his balls became heavier with cream, and he fought back a desperate urge to start a furious fucking pace again. But he restrained himself until Jackie either won success or admitted defeat.
Many years had past since a man had stretched the muscles of my brown to insert an agitated penis. The boy's task was not a small one. But he wouldn't give up. Finally he started to test the results of his efforts with a finger. Sticking a finger up my ass, he tried to measure any increase in the diameter of the anal orifice.
"Yes," he cried out with only a certain amount of uncertainty. "I think so... think it's big enough now... going to try... try and fuck your asshole Grandma..."
"All right, darling," I sang out. "Would love to feel your glorious young and stiff prick up my funnel of shit. Go to it, darling. Know you'll make out. Make out," I gasped as the rectal walls started to pucker up in anticipation of the long, and very thick bone of grandson cock.
Taking a deep breath, Jackie warned me. "Coming in Grandma. It might hurt at first but I've got to use force." He took a moment to explain the situation. "I've softened a lot of muscles with my tongue. They might stretch aside when I shove my prick inside. Are you ready?" he asked me.
"Yes, sweetheart," I sang out. "Ball away. Your grandma's asshole is primped for her grandson's heavenly prick. Hurry. Your grandpa can't fuck all night. He doesn't want to blow his nuts until you're ready." And that's the way I wanted it, too. There was no sensation for a woman equal to the one caused by the twin-hole fuck. The surge of hot cream way up my cunt at precisely the same moment a hot gusher was shooting up my asshole almost tore the flesh from my body. My blood pressure rocketed, the blood raced furiously through my vein, my heart almost tore loose and crashed through the ribcage, and all the while streams of cunt-cum dribbled through the crack and over my darling husband's softening peter. In back of me, I could feel the hardness of my grandson's prick diminish. The flow lessened, and the meat softened. At long last, the entire three-way fuck had been completed between my husband, my grandson and myself. Certainly it had to rank as one of the most exciting experiences of my entire life. And the fact that my little grandson had serviced one of my erogenous holes made it ten-times more exciting. Incest was a definite must for me from that moment on. All throughout the summer, the three of us balled at every opportunity possible. We fucked three-way in the morning, afternoon, early evening, and a night cap just before we went to sleep. We never could get enough. The incest fuck not only was more exciting in the execution but it also increased one's vigor. As soon as my formerly impotent husband shot his load he was ready for another ball. That included Grandson Jackie, too. As far as I was concerned, I could never get enough. My sexual appetite grew, and we tried out endless variations. The summer past all too quickly, and when it drew to a finale, we all wept to see my darling fucker grandson leave.