Grandma Doyle: Part I
By Mike Hunt

Preface: The story I’m about to relate is so fantastic that if it hadn’t been told to me by and old and trusted friend, Jeff Parton (no relation to Dolly) I wouldn’t have believed it.
I tape recorded Jeff’s story and have chosen to write it in the first person, just as if Jeff were writing the story himself.
Other than Jeff, this story is about what Jeff said were the two most uninhibited, most sexual women he had ever met--
Joyce Doyle and her grandmother, Doris.
Jeff is now forty-three, so this story began several years ago when he was still a teenager.
Here’s Jeff’s story.

I first became interested, (interested is not the right word. I became obsessed) with older women when I was fourteen.

I knew what the female body looked like long before then. Lisa Cummins, a girl in the neighborhood, and I had been playing “show and tell since we were since we were ten. I had seen my aunt Meg nurse her new baby and Lisa’s tits were beginning to bud when she was ten and she loved to have me suck on them and, though she let me feel and finger her young cunt, she wouldn’t let me get my young pecker into her. She was afraid she’s get pregnant. By the time we were fourteen Lisa’s titties were only about the size of half an orange and the sparse bush between her legs was long, straight and blond.

When I was fourteen it was before the days of air-conditioning. At least no one that I knew had air-conditioning! Air conditioning was only in movie theaters and office buildings. Instead of air-conditioning we had a large exhaust fan in the attic.

One day, in the summer when I was fourteen my dad told me to oil the bearings of the fan in the attic. Mom was visiting a friend that afternoon and while I was attending to the fan I happened to look out the louvers into the backyard next-door. Our next-door neighbors, the Lawsons, Ed and Sally, were OLD (at least I thought so at the time). Ed must have been forty-six or forty-seven and Sally was three or four years younger. A tall privacy fence surrounded their backyard. What I saw that day changed my life forever! Sally was lying on a blanket, sunning herself and she was as naked as the day she was born! Her tits put Lisa’s half an orange-sized tits to shame. Sally’s tits looked to be the size of half a cantaloupe and the thick carpet of hair between her long, lovely legs was black as midnight and shined in the sun light.

Oiling the fan bearings just had to wait! I ran down to the bathroom and, with visions of Sally Lawson’s naked body, in my mind’s eye I jerked off.

I tried to dream up some way of getting into Sally Lawson’s panties, but I never did, but from that day forward I started hanging out with the older girls at school and when I got my drivers license, at age sixteen, I started dating a junior cheerleader and before the year was out I was fucking her regularly!

After Julie Feldkamp, the cheerleader I had been fucking for two years, graduated I had to resort to dating girls my own age. I started dating Lisa Cummins and just over a month after we started dating I took her virginity. And from then on until we graduated we were fucking on nearly every date. Lisa’s tits hadn’t gotten much bigger since she was fourteen, but her muff had thickened a lot. I know that it was all in my mind, but fucking someone my own age just wasn’t as satisfactory as screwing and older girl had been and I knew that, sooner or later I was going to get an older woman.

One problem was that while Julie seemed to like sucking my cock and having her sweet little pussy eaten, Lisa absolutely refused to even put my pecker in her mouth. She liked to have me eat her pussy, but she just wouldn’t return the favor.

Instead of going to college I went to work for a local manufacturing firm and by the time I was nineteen I had a better job than any of my classmates. It was there that I met Joyce Doyle. Joyce was a thirty-six year old divorcee. Tall, slender and well-built Joyce was the kind of woman you dream about. She had a perfect figure, narrow waist, nicely rounded hips, a firm little round ass and tits that were neither too large nor too small (I later learned that they were 36Cs. She had red hair, and deep blue eyes. And if that wasn’t enough she had a great sense of humor. She liked to tell jokes, even off color jokes and never got upset; the way some women do, if you told them a dirty joke.

I set my cap for Joyce the first time I met her, but I knew it was going to take some doing to persuade her to date me. It all started innocently enough, sitting at her table during lunch and later taking her for coffee after work. After a month or two I invited her to dinner and she accepted. When I took her home, after dinner, she hugged me, kissed my cheek and thanked me for an enjoyable evening. From there things progressed nicely. We went to movies, to dinner and occasionally out for drinks.

I learned that Joyce’s Parents had been killed in a plane crash when she was only thirteen and that her grandparents, Carl and Doris Doyle, had raised her. Carl had died six years before I met Joyce and Grandma Doyle was sixty-eight now.

I took my time cultivating Joyce, but just over four months after that first dinner date she invited me in, when I took her home. Well one thing led to another and we ended up in bed together and I ended up staying all night that. I soon learned that Joyce loved oral sex and got just about as much pleasure from sucking my cock as she did when I ate her tasty pussy. The carpet of hair between her legs was the same shade of red as the hair on her head. That first night we got the evening started with a red-hot sixty-nine and before we got out of bed the next morning we had fucked ourselves to nirvana twice.

Three weeks after we started enjoying the pleasures of each other’s bodies, Joyce invited me to go with her on the weekend to visit her grandma Doyle. Doris Doyle lived in a small town some thirty-five miles from the city.

We left early Saturday morning and arrived in time for breakfast. Joyce had phoned her grandma, so it was no surprise to her and she was ready with biscuits in the oven and quickly had bacon, eggs and coffee ready. Of course the first thing on the agenda was introductions. Grandma Doyle gave me a hug and welcomed me to her home.

Doris Doyle was sixty-eight years old, fairly tall at 5’ 6”, weighed 130 pounds and sported the biggest set of tits I had ever seen! Her hair was silvery gray. The dress she was wearing ended a few inches above her knee and I noted the calves of her legs and the backs of her knees showed no sign of those ugly purple veins that so many older women have. Overall she had a nice, slender shape, nicely rounded hips and as I said the biggest rack I had ever seen and a little rounded belly.

I have to confess that after appraising her body and watching her move, gracefully about the kitchen I found myself wondering what it would be like to fuck a woman her age and a rather handsome one at that!

For most of the day we visited, drank two pots of Doris’ delicious coffee and watched a little TV, after the sun went down. About nine o’clock Doris said, “Oh my, what am I thinking of? I’d better get some sheets on the spare bedroom.” Joyce laughed and said, “Never mind grandma, Jeff and I will be sleeping in my old room.” Doris looked, first at Joyce and then at me, smiled and replied, “Very well dear. That’ll be fine.” I had expected the old woman to come unglued, at the thought of her granddaughter sleeping with a man who was not her husband, instead she seemed to have no problem with our arrangement.

I have to tell you that Joyce was anything but quiet when we made love! She moaned and usually cried out when she orgasmed. When we went to bed and I started sucking on her tits and fingering her pussy she said, “Better wait a while, until grandma goes to sleep. I don’t want her to hear us. Foreplay lasted for nearly an hour and, by then we were sure that Doris was asleep so I put Joyce’s ankles over my shoulders and sank my pecker in deep. Foreplay had Joyce right on the edge and when my cock hit bottom she cried out as the first of many orgasms raced through her body. Fifteen minutes and four orgasms later I grunted, “Get ready, baby, I’m cuming!” Joyce cried, “Ohhh yeah, baby, give it to me, let me have it all!”

I learned two weeks later that Doris had not been asleep. Instead she had been standing in the hall just outside the door, listening to us. When we had waited so long she was about to give up and go to bed and then she heard Joyce cry out her passion.

Two weeks after my first visit to the home of Doris Doyle we planned to return. Friday afternoon, before we were to leave Saturday morning for Grandma Doyle’s, Joyce phoned the beauty parlor that she had gone to as a young lady and made an appointment for early Saturday morning.

So instead of waiting till Saturday morning we left after work, Friday and drove the thirty-five miles to grandma Doyle’s home. The sleeping arrangements, that evening, were the same as on that first weekend (the sleeping arrangements were to change the following night). As we had the first time we visited grandma Doyle Joyce and I waited an hour, after going to bed, before getting down to the serious business of satisfying our passion. We started the festivities with a short session of sixty-nine and then I fucked Joyce doggie style until I blew a huge load of thick, white cum deep into her quaking pussy. Next morning I learned that Doris had been outside our door listening to the whole thing.

Joyce had set the alarm for six-thirty Saturday morning. Before getting out of bed she kissed me and then the head of my pecker and, as she rolled out of bed, she said, “Don’t get up. I’m going to get cleaned up and go to the beauty parlor. I was about half asleep when she came back to the bedroom to get dressed. I watched and asked if she needed any help, but she just laughed and said, “Go back to sleep. It’s still early.” Before leaving she turned back the sheet, kissed first the head of my dick and then she kissed my lips and said, “Just relax. I’ll be back around ten.” I tried to go back to sleep, but the sound of the car starting made me wide awake and I realized that my bladder was about to bust. I rolled out of bed, put on my pants and went to the bathroom. On my way back I heard moans coming from Doris’ bedroom. Thinking that the old lady might be in some difficulty I decide to investigate. As I got closer to her door the moans got louder and louder. Her door was open a few inches and I pushed it open farther. Damn! What a surprise! Doris was lying on her back with her legs spread. Her left hand was pinching and tugging on the nipple of her big, saggy tit and her right hand was between her legs, giving her clit a going over. For a minute or two I stood there, transfixed. I had never seen a woman jerk herself off before. During that minute or so I look in her body. Her unattended tit sagged down onto her side, her areolas were no bigger than a quarter, but her erect nipples were, at least, three eights on an inch long and were as big as the tip of my index finger! The thick carper of curly hair on her lower belly and between her legs was mostly coal-black with whisps of gray here and there. Watching her soon brought me to full erection. I thought, “I’d better get out of here before she catches me.” Then my stiff pecker took over my thinking, “You may never get another chance to fuck someone as old as Doris. Besides what’s the worst thing that can happen? She might get pissed off and kick you out of her house and you’ll lose Joyce. On the other hand as horny as she obviously is she might be glad to see you!” I slipped off my pants and tip toed to the bed, Doris’ eyes were tightly closed so she didn’t see me enter her room, but when I knelt on the bed her eyes snapped open and she turned her head and found herself looking at eight inches of rock hard cock. She cried, “Ohhh my.” Her face turned red, but she never took her eyes off my pecker. After just a few second she started to get up, but I put a hand on her shoulder and said, “Don’t let me interrupt. Just go on with what you were doing.” She shook her head and her face got even redder. I took her right hand and placed it back between her legs and brought my prick to her lips. “Kiss it!” I said, “Kiss my cock.” She smiled and kissed the tip. “Open up.” I said, “take it in your mouth and suck it!” She didn’t hesitate, she opened and I slid about three inches of stiff dick into her hot, wet mouth.

For a few minutes I thrust my cock into her sucking mouth and then I decided to see what vintage pussy tasted like. I changed my position and placed a knee on either side of her head and leaned forward. Doris knew what to do. She took her hand from between her leg and spread them as wide as she could. It surprised me to see that the lips of her old pussy formed a tight, straight slit. I had expected to see a sloppy old cunt, but that wasn’t the case. I parted her lips and inhaled deeply of the musky aroma emanating from the pink depths of her snatch. At the same time my cock was unmoving in her hot mouth. I don’t know how long I stared at her beautiful old cunt, but when she lifted her hips, bringing her pussy closer to my mouth, my trance was broken. I lowered my head and lapped some of her juices and then sucked her clit into my mouth and started flicking it with my tongue. In no time she was cuming. I guess that jerking off had her right on the brink and just a few flicks of my tongue was enough to push her over the top. When she had a second orgasm I started pumping my cock into her mouth. Thanks to the fucking I had given Joyce the night before it was at least fifteen minutes before I dumped my load into her mouth and down her throat. During that fifteen minutes Doris was cuming nonstop!

When we were lying side-by-side, in each other’s arms she said, “Ohhh Jeff that’s the first time I’ve been with a man since Carl died. And I’ve never seen a penis as large as yours!” After a kiss she went on, “I didn’t realize how much I missed a man until I heard you and Joyce doing it the first time you were here and then last night was more than I could stand. I tried not to give in to my urges, but last night I had what Carl called a wet dream and this morning I just had to relieve my tension.” Then she told me how she had listened outside the door while Joyce and I were fucking. I had my left arm around her shoulders; my right hand was full of a massive tit. I bent down, lifted her melon to my mouth, kissed it and said, “Doris you have the largest breasts I’ve ever seen and they’re beautiful (well maybe they weren’t beautiful, but it never hurts to flatter your lover) how big are they?” Doris laughed and replied, “46EEE and you should have seen them when I was younger and they didn’t droop like they do now,” After another kiss she tightened her grip on my rising cock and said, “You’re much bigger than Carl was, how big is your cock?” I pinched a nipple and said, “Eight inches.” She gave my pecker a couple of long, slow strokes and said, “Carl’s was seven inches, but it wasn’t nearly as thick as yours. Let me ask you another question, how old are you?” I replied, “Just nineteen.” Doris gasped and said, “My God! I knew you were younger than Joyce, but I never thought you were that much younger.” I rolled her nipple and asked, “Does it make a difference?” She chuckled, tightened her grip on my cock and said, “With equipment like this it doesn’t matter one iota!”

By then I was as hard as iron and, at my urging, Doris straddled my hips and slowly settled down until the full eight inches of my prick were encased in her surprisingly snug pussy. It wasn’t loose and sloppy, as I’d heard an old woman’s cunt was. She sat very still, wearing a broad grin and then she laid down on me, kissed me and whispered, “Ohhh, Jeff, you don’t know how good it feels to have a man inside me again. God I feel like a new bride again.”

Neither of us had heard the car pull into the driveway and we hadn’t heard Joyce come up the stairs. Doris had just straightened up and we heard Joyce say, “Look like you two are enjoying yourselves. Mind if I join you?” She was standing just inside the door and had already taken of her blouse and bra and was unzipping her shorts. Doris gasped and cried, “Oh my! Honey, I’m soooo sorry.” She started to rise up, but Joyce said, “Nothing to be sorry about grandma. Just keep your seat. I’m sure you’ll enjoy what Jeff can do with his marvelous cock.” I had my hands on Doris’ waist and pulled her back down on my pecker. By that time Joyce had finished getting out of her shorts and panties. She cupped her hands under her tits and said, “Well, may I join you?” I smiled and beckoned to her.

She crawled into bed, sat on my chest and slid her pussy to my waiting mouth. I heard Joyce say, to her grandma, “Just wait until Jeff here eats you pussy grandma.” And I heard Doris respond, with a chuckle, “Ohhhh he already had dear and it was wonderful.” I took Joyce’s clit into my mouth and attacked it with my tongue and just then Doris started riding my pleasure pole. In seconds Joyce was cuming and, although she started slow in less than a minute Doris was ramming my cock into her hot, snug cunt like sixty.

About ten minutes of my tongue action was about all that Joyce could take she rolled off and lay across the foot of the bed where she could watch my cock plunging in and out of her grandma’s slippery pussy. When Joyce got off my face I grasped Doris’ tits in my hand and squeezed them. With Joyce sitting on my face I had been unable to count the orgasms that Doris had, but in the next ten minutes she had four or five more and then I cried, “Ohhh yeah, baby I’m gonna cum!” In seconds I flooded her hungry, old cunt with a river of hot jizm. Doris collapsed onto me, mashing her 46EEEs into my chest and said, “Ohhh, Jeff you’re just wonderful, it’s been soooo long since I felt anything like this,”

When my shrunken cock slipped out of her aged, vintage pussy, Joyce was right there to suck it clean. When she finished Doris was lying in my arms and, as she lay down on my other side she asked, “Grandma isn’t Jeff just the most fabulous lover ever?” Doris gave my prick a squeeze and replied, “He certainly is.” Joyce slid her hand down over my body and cupped my balls. That’s the last thing I remember until we awoke just after noon.

As we were dressing Doris said, “This is a king size bed. Why don’t we all sleep here tonight?” I looked at Joyce; she smiled and said, “That sounds like a great idea grandma. But we’ll have to be careful or we’ll put poor Jeff in the hospital.” Doris slipped on a lightweight, cotton robe. Buttoned only one button, the one at the waist. Joyce wore only her shorts and I slipped into the pants I had discarded earlier.

While Joyce and her grandma fixed lunch I sat at the kitchen table, drinking coffee and watching the two older women in my life. There were no houses behind Doris’ house so after lunch we took our coffee out onto her screened back porch to enjoy the summer breeze. Joyce and I sat in the swing and Doris took a chair directly across from me. After a few minutes Joyce nudged me and nodded in her Grandma’s direction. Doris was sitting on the very front edge of the chair; she was leaning back with her knees spread wide! Her position gave me an unobstructed view of her hairy pussy Joyce giggled and said, “Looks like grandma is giving you an invitation.” I nodded and said, “Looks like, but I can’t do anything about it here on the porch.” Joyce said, “Well there’s the kitchen.
Doris had been listening to us and she wore an ear-to-ear grin. I sat my cup down, stood, took Doris’ hand and led her into the kitchen. Joyce was right behind us.

As soon as the door was closed I took Doris’ robe of and stripped of my pants. Taking Doris’ hand I led her to one of the kitchen chairs, took a seat and leaned back. Joyce knelt beside me took my stiff dick in her hand and asked, “Is this what you want grandma?” Doris’ eyes were glued to my upright pecker and all she could do was nod. Joyce leaned down and took six inches of cock into her mouth and when it popped out of her mouth it was heavily coated with saliva. Holding my dick by the base she looked up at her grandma and said, “There, it’s all ready for you. Doris smiled and, while Joyce steadied my cock, Doris slowly sat down until I was completely buried in her hot, wet cunt. Joyce said, “Don’t move for a minute grandma.” She knelt between my legs and sucked one of my balls into her sweet mouth. Doris remained motionless as long as she could and then she muttered, “Ohhh Joyce, honey, I can’t sit still another minute. Jeff feels so gooooooddd, I just have to feel him moving in me.” Joyce let my nut slip from her mouth and said, “Go for it grandma.”
Doris started riding me real, real slow and said, “Tell me when you’re ready to cum honey I just have to have another taste of your delicious spunk.” Joyce, who was still kneeling between my knees watching my cock slide in and out of her grandma’s pussy, laughed and said, “Ohhh grandma doesn’t Jeff have the most delicious jizm you’ve ever tasted?” All Doris could do was nod her head; the tempo of her bouncing ass was increasing, rapidly.

While Doris was riding my cock, I had one hand on one of her massive tits and the other on her ass and she was cuming like there was no tomorrow. From time to time I glanced at the clock. She rode me for just under thirty minutes before I said, “Get ready, baby, I’m about to cum!” Quick as a wink she slid off my lap and dropped to her knees. Just as she took the head of my pecker into her mouth I exploded and shot a small load into her mouth. She took my dick deep in her mouth and swallowed. Then she used stronger sucking action to draw out the last few drops. She let my rapidly wilting dick slide out of her mouth, grinned and opened her mouth to show me the small puddle of the thick, white stuff on her tongue. She closed her mouth and swallowed the last of it. Before getting to her feet she said, “Jeff I can’t believe just how good your spunk tastes.”

Joyce was standing beside me and smiled first at me and then at her grandma and said, “I’ve never watched people doing it before and you can’t believe how wonderful and exciting it is.” She turned to her grandma and said, “Grandma you’ll have to watch Jeff and me do it.” Doris said, “Oooo, I think I’d like that.” I said, “Whoa, ladies, not so fast! Between the two of you, you’ve just about worn me out! I need some rest! I’m not a fucking machine you know.” Both women laughed, took my hands, helped me to my feet and led me upstairs to Doris’ king sized bed. Before covering me with the sheet each of them kissed me and then the head of my pecker and said, as they were leaving, “Have a good nap and we’ll wake you for dinner.”

It was nearly dark when Joyce awakened me by turning back the sheet and taking my limp pecker into her mouth. I opened my eyes and said, “I think you’re fighting a losing battle babe, I don’t think I’ll ever get it up again.” She kissed me on the lips and said, “Well, we’ll just have to see about that later. Right now dinner’s ready.” I looked around and Joyce said, “If you’re looking for your pants you left them downstairs in the kitchen.”

Doris was waiting at the foot of the stairs and watched my cock sway back and forth as I descended. When I reached the bottom she cupped my cock in her hand as said, “We like the way you dress for dinner. Don’t we Joyce, honey?” Joyce giggled and said, “Sure enough.”

Before sitting down to dinner I slipped into my pants and as I took my seat at the table I remember thinking how much hell my mother would raise if I came to the table with no shirt. But, then my mom had never sat down to dinner in a lightweight summer robe, as Doris did on just a pair of panties like Joyce!

Just as we were finishing the delicious meal that Doris and Joyce had prepared Doris said, “Joyce and I took a bath while you were napping and now I think it’s time to get you cleaned up. So while we have coffee I’ll run a tub of nice, hot water for your bath.” She left the table, went upstairs to the master bath and returned a few minutes later and told us that the tub was filling.

I had only finished half cup of coffee when both Joyce and Doris took me by the hand and Doris said, “Let’s go get you cleaned up.” They led me up the stairs and into the bathroom. Quick as a wink Doris had my pants around my ankles and Joyce crouched in front of me and held them while I stepped out of them. Before rising she kissed the tip of my flaccid pecker and then Doris said, “Enough of that, honey, let’s give Jeff a bath first.” I stepped into the tub and both Joyce and her grandma took up wash clothes and while Joyce washed my back, Doris took care of my chest and stomach. When they had completed that Doris took my hand and said, “Stand up sweetheart, so we can finish the job.” Joyce bathed the back of my legs and ass and Doris took care of the front of my legs and when she had finished with my legs she dropped the washcloth into the water, lathered her hands and went to work on my cock. At the same time Joyce tossed her washcloth aside, reached between my legs and tenderly cleansed my balls. In spite of their attention my cock remained as soft and a boiled noodle.

After they toweled me dry Joyce said, “Don’t move, I’ll be right back.” In minutes she returned, from the bedroom we had used the night before, with a pair of white cotton briefs. Holding them up she said, “I think this is enough clothing for Jeff don’t you grandma?” Doris giggled and replied, “Ohhh yes. That looks like more than enough.” Then she held out her hand and said, “Let me help Jeff get them on.” Joyce handed her the shorts and Doris knelt before me and held them while I stepped into them and then she pulled them up. Just before pulling them over my, still limp, cock she leaned forward and took the head into her hot mouth. She sucked on it for a minute and then I said, “Doris I think you’re attempting the impossible. After the workout you and Joyce have given me since last night it’ll be tomorrow before I can get it up again.” While Doris was sucking on my poor, limp dick Joyce had been fondling my bare ass. Doris stood, kissed me on the lips, chuckled and said, “We’ll just have to see about that won’t we Joyce?” Joyce kissed the back of my neck and replied, “Uh huh.”

In the hall Doris said, “You two go on downstairs, I’ll be right along, but there’s something I must do first.” Hand-in-hand Joyce and I went down to the living room. We had barely taken seats on the sofa when Doris entered, wearing only a very sheer pair of panties. Her thick, dark bush and the lips of her pussy were clearly visible through the sheet material. Joyce gasped and asked, “Grandma, where did you get those panties?” Doris smiled and said, “I got them not long before your grandpa died and only got to wear them a few times. I thought I was over dressed and thought these might help Jeff’s recovery.” I laughed and said, “I don’t think a truckload of girls dressed like the two of you could do that trick.” Doris smiled and said, “We’ll see.” Then she sat beside me, on the couch. I was in the middle, Joyce was on my left and Doris was on my left. Each lady took one of my arms and placed it around their shoulders and each one of them dropped a hand to my lap and started rubbing my pecker.

It must have taken nearly forty-five minutes before I felt my cock respond to their stroking. Both of them felt it too and Joyce dropped to her knees and, when I lifted my ass from the cushion she pulled my underwear off and took my half hard prick into her hot mouth. At the same time Doris knelt beside me and presented one of her fabulous 46EEEs to my mouth. It took Joyce a good five minutes to complete my cock’s resurrection. When I was as hard as stone she lay down, spread her leg, drew up her knees and said, “Jeff, honey, I haven’t had any of that big, marvelous thing since last night and I want it now.”

I took my position between Joyce’s legs and Doris asked, “Do you mind if I watch? I’ve seen cows, horses, pigs, dogs and cats do it, but I’ve never seen people do it.” Joyce raised her head and responded, “We don’t mind at all grandma. Do we Jeff?” I said, Huh uh.” And Joyce said, “Come closer grandma, get a real good look.” Doris knelt behind me, reached between my legs and grasped my stiff pecker. “I saw my daddy help a stud horse find the right spot once and now I’m going to help Jeff find just the right spot!” She said and guided my prick into Joyce’s eager pussy. “Oooo so that’s what it looks like.” Doris gasped.” I held still, with only the head of my dick in Joyce and Doris traced the length of my cock, from my balls to the place where it entered her granddaughter’s pussy.

I’m not sure how long I fucked Joyce or how many times she came. I thought I’d never cum. During that time Doris moved around, viewing our lovemaking from every angle. When I finally groaned, “Ohhhh, baby I’m about to cum!” Doris smacked my ass and said, “Ohhh yes sweetheart, fill her with your wonderful, hot spunk.” Shit after all the sex I had had during the last eighteen or so hours I couldn’t have filled a thimble, but I came as hard as if I’d shot a truckload into her.

After I blew my load into her overheated cunt I didn’t wait for my pecker to wither. I rolled off and collapsed onto the living room flower, too exhausted to move. Joyce knelt beside me and sucked my rapidly shrinking cock clean. Doris said, “Looks like we’ve worn poor Jeff out!” She crawled up beside me, kissed me and said, “Don’t move honey, I’ll get some nice warm oil and we’ll give you a nice massage.” I had nearly dropped of to sleep when she returned a little later with a bottle of oil and a sheet. She folded the sheet in half and then she and Joyce rolled me on to it. I was on my stomach and I felt two pairs of hands working on my back, form the base of my neck to my ankles. Who ever was working on the cheeks of my ass couldn’t resist the urge to tickle my balls, but all-in-all their massaging felt good and I could feel the tension flow out of me. Once they were finished with my back they rolled me over and went to work on the front of my body. Joyce was attending to my chest while Doris worked on my legs and lower body. She even oiled my nuts and pecker.

After the late news they helped me up the stairs and into Doris’ king side bed. I was in the middle and had a lady on either side. Before turning out the light Doris kissed me and said, “I wish you two didn’t have to leave tomorrow afternoon.” Joyce rose up on her elbow and asked, “What do you think Jeff? Why don’t we take grandma back to the city with us? You have plenty of room at your place and I know she’s enjoy staying with you and I could visit every night.” I said, “I guess that would be all right, but many days like today and the two of you will put me in a wheelchair.” They both laughed and Joyce said, “We promise that we’ll have mercy on you and not demand too much. Will we grandma?” Doris gave my limber pecker a squeeze and replied, “Of course we won’t. After all we don’t want to kill the goose that laid the golden egg or in this case the stud with the golden cock.”

Before turning off the light each lady kissed me and took my flaccid schlong into her mouth for a few seconds.

Sunday morning started at daylight with Joyce perched on my morning boner and Doris sitting on my face. But, for the rest of the day they had mercy on me and I didn’t have to fuck either of them, although Doris was obviously more than a little horny. I took care of that when we got back to the city and went to bed that night.

As promised they showed mercy, that week. Each night I fucked one of them and ate the other’s pussy. Twice that week, after Joyce had left Doris gave me one of her expert blowjobs. All in all it was a week I’ll remember for the rest of my life. Those weekly visits became a part of our lives. We visited Doris twice a month and each time we visited she’s come back to town with us and spent the week with me.

We continued that routine for over seven years and Doris never seemed to get enough sex. She was just seventy-five when she was hospitalized. Her Doctor told us that her illness was terminal and that she wouldn’t last the week. When Joyce and I went into her room we did our best to cheer her up, but she seemed to know that she wasn’t going to make it. We had been with her for less than half an hour when she asked, “Jeff please do me a favor?” I said, “Sure Doris what would you like?” She smiled and said, “Let me see you big, beautiful cock one more time before I die.” I said, “Doris you’re not going to die and as soon as you’re out of this place we’re taking you back to the city and you can see my cock as often as you like.” She pleased, “Please Jeff, honey, let me see it one more time before I go.” I couldn’t say no to the woman who had given me so much pleasure over the years, so I lowered my zipper and took out my cock. Doris smiled and said, “Come closer.” When I stood beside her bed she reached out and gripped it loosely. A few weak strokes of her hand was all it took! My pecker assumed its fully erect proportions. Doris turned onto her side and slipped the head of my dick into her mouth. She flicked it a few times with her tongue before falling onto her back. She looked up at me smiled and said; “Now I can die a happy woman.

Doris died three years ago and Joyce and I have been living together eight years. Joyce is forty-eight now and, though her tits don’t match her grandma’s in size, in one respect she takes after her grandma…it seems that she’s always horny and ready to make love, either orally or just good old fashioned fucking. Sex with Joyce is nothing short of fantastic and since Doris’ death we’ve never included a third in our lovemaking, but I think Joyce would like to watch me fuck another woman occasionally.

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