6 comments/ 280463 views/ 19 favorites Gramma and Wife Let Loose By: hornyman12 We have all heard the saying, "too much of a good thing." I was living it. It has been three weeks since Gramma came to visit. The only time I got a break from having sex with Carol or Gramma was during my work week. Working nights didn't help the situation. It gave me a break when it came to having sex with the wife. Gramma however was one horny lady and she wanted cock every day. My body was getting to the point of rebelling, so when the boss came to me and asked if 'd be interested in going out of town for a week I jumped at the thought of some rest and being able to recuperate. I had two days to get my things packed for the week of relaxation. The week away from home and two horny women did my mind and body wonders. I had no idea of the stress I was under until I was able to view my situation from a different perspective. Both the mental and physical aspects were taking its toll and that was only for three weeks. Gramma was going to be at our home at least four or six weeks more. The pressure of trying to keep a secret of such magnitude was tremendous and the physical aspect was also evident. I had lost ten pounds. I was on the verge of fucking myself to death! Over the course of my week out of town I had several conversations with Carol on the telephone. We chatted about the family and things I needed to do when I returned. Toward the end, we'd always mentioned what we would do to each other when I got home. "I can't wait to feel your hard nipples between my lips." I'd whisper. Carol would reply, "I want to feel your hard cock sliding in and out of my pussy." At the end I'd ask how Gramma was doing and Carol told me Gramma seemed bored. I'd smile to myself knowing Gramma wasn't bored, she was horny! By the end of the week my strength and high sex drive had returned. On the third morning my usual morning boner had returned. I'd lie in bed and play with my cock and balls for a few minutes than get up and take my shower. I never stroked one off, why should I. I had two very horny women waiting at home. On the fifth day I woke up with a hard on that could have been used to drill a hole through the side of a battleship. I turned on the television and watched the morning news. I'd hope the distraction would cause the blood to return to the head on my shoulders. It didn't help much. As I stepped into the shower I thought to myself I was ready to fuck Carol and Gramma at the same time. I thought of it only briefly, knowing it would never happen. I made the water colder and was able to get things back to normal. All day my mind was on the thought of fucking Carol and Gramma at the same time. Now it's a known fact. Most men want to engage in a threesome. What the porn industry doesn't seem to understand is a large portion of us men don't want to watch two women have sex. We want two women to fuck us at the same time. How I kept my cock under control is still a mystery to me, but I survived the week and made the drive home. Sometimes dreams and fantasies do come true and I was about to find this out. I arrived home late Friday night. Gramma and Carol were still up and playing cards at the dinner table when I walked in. As I walked in the door I felt my cock come to life. Both women had their robes and pajamas on. I sat my suitcase down in the hall and took a seat at the table after kissing each of them on the cheek. We made small talk about my trip and the events around the house while I was gone. During the course of our conversation both women made several sexual comments. "The plumbing in the house needs some attention." Carol giggled. This was our secret phrase to let each other know the other was horny and needed to fuck. Gramma giggled and added. "I wish I had a man to help with my plumbing." Both women would giggle even harder and as I sat there I thought to myself, "I should do both of them right now, on the table." Little did I know of the fiendish plot the two of them had developed while I was gone. I yawned and told the pair the drive and long day had worn me out and I would see them in the morning. Getting up from the table I entered the kitchen and got myself a glass of water. Carol and Gramma remained at the table. Gramma leaned over to Carol and whispered something I couldn't make out and both women giggled. "Oh! Now were keeping secret from the boss huh?" I said in a stern voice. "Not at all." Carol answered back in a sultry tone. Gramma giggled and added. "That's right. We just decided to treat you to a night out tomorrow." Standing at the counter I gave both women a suspicious glance and walked down the hall to the bedroom. The long drive had dulled my senses and I wondered what the two were up to. Saturday night my question would be answered. Saturday morning I woke up with another extremely hard cock. I was hornier than a rooster in a hen house. I rolled over to discover Carol missing. I thought briefly of jacking off, but decided to hold out for the real thing. I was going to give Carol or Gramma the "mother of all loads" the first chance I got one of them alone. I was horny and knew I'd only need a few minutes alone with one of them. Based on the fact I hadn't fucked in seven days my urge to fuck was strong and I was aiming to satisfy that urge. As hard as I tried it didn't seem I'd have a chance to get one of them alone long enough to get my rocks off. Oh I had brief moments alone with one or the other. I'd grab Gramma's ass and tell here I was really horny. She'd smile and with a shocked look tell me Carol was in the other room and we might get caught. I'd keep my eye on Carol and when she'd head down the hall to our bedroom carrying a load of laundry I'd trail behind her and once in the room I'd grab her from behind, placing my hands over her breasts while I kissed her neck. Pressing my hardening cock against her ass I'd say in a pleading tone. "I need to fuck right now!' "Not now! Gramma is in the other room." She'd reply in a sexy whisper. "I don't care if she watches!" I pleaded. Carol grabbed my hands and removed them from her breasts. Reaching behind her she gave my cock a soft squeeze and in a business like tone stated. "I have one hell of a night planned for you after we take you out to dinner." "I can't wait for tonight!" I whined. My entire day went like that. Finding one of them alone but not long enough to fuck. Both of them teasing me, me not realizing or understanding the comments made to me by them. Women are right! Men do have selected hearing. It took forever for evening to come around. Gramma was I the guest bathroom showering and getting ready for our dinner date. That's what the two of them were calling this. As I entered the master bathroom Carol was stepping out of the shower. "Hmm, can I have a taste?" I pleaded once again. "Just a small taste." Carol replied in a sexy tone. I leaned down and took her left nipple between my lips. In seconds it was as hard as my cock and I looked up mumbling. "I need to fuck! I'm, so horny!" Carol replied in a low moan. "Not now. You have to earn this tonight." Carol pulled away from me and in a tone she used on the kids told me to take my shower. I told her my balls were going to burst if I didn't relieve the pressure soon. She smiled at me and in a soft, sexy voice replied. "Mister, I'm going to make sure your balls are completely drained tonight!" I shed my clothes and stepped into the shower. Placing my head under the water I allowed it to run down my body. Toward the end I had to make the water colder to take my mind off my hard cock and get it under control again. I thought I had accomplished this until I stepped out. Carol was at the mirror fixing her hair. The water from the shower had masked the smell of her perfume. Now it reached my nose and in seconds my cock was once again standing at attention. Finished with her hair she turned to face me. Smiling she looked into my eyes and I watched as her gaze traveled down to my hard cock. "Hmm, someone really is horny." Carol said in a hungry tone. "I'm so horny; I'd fuck a rock pile if I thought a snake was in it!" I growled. Leaning over, Carol reached out and touched my cock. She stared at the head for a moment and fast as a frog catches a fly swallowed my cock. Sliding her lips over my hard shaft several times put me close to cumming. She sensed this and stood up. "Let's save that for tonight." Carol giggled. Straightening her clothes she gave my cock one more squeeze and bolted out of the bathroom. "See you tonight, you horny man." Carol said loudly as she entered the hallway. After dressing I entered the living room to find Carol and Gramma sitting closely on the couch. The two of them were once again whispering to each other. Both women wore slacks and blouses. Gramma was built different than Carol. Gramma stood 5'7" and weighed around 145 lbs. Like most men I don't know anything about bra size. Her breasts were about half the size of Carol's and hung a bit lower due to her age, but her bra held them high tonight. Carol stood about 5'5" and weighed close to 155 lbs. her breasts were larger than most women's but are firm and solid. For being forty years old she was holding up great. Based on having explored both women's pussy I knew the two of them didn't shave down south and unlike some men. I preferred a woman to have hair surrounding their pussy. "You two are going to give me a complex if you keep that whispering up." I commented. Than I noticed they each held a half full wine glass. "And what's that?" I asked, pointing to the wine glasses. "Oh we decided you're going to be our designated driver tonight." Carol replied. Now I've been known to put my mouth into motion before I engage my brain and this was one of those times. "Great! Two beautiful, drunken women to take advantage of." I snickered. "Hey, where are the kids tonight?" I quickly added. "Bob is at an overnight bachelor's party and Tina went with her friends to Disneyland for the weekend." Carol answered back. Gramma chimed in. "I don't think you're man enough to handle two women, cut from the same cloth." My face turned a bright red, for I knew she was right. "Well drink up ladies and let's go eat. I'm starving." I replied. I watched the two finish drinking their wine and I said to myself. "Whichever one is still standing is the one I'm fucking tonight." The two of them followed me out the door to the pickup, giggling and whispering to each other. "You'll have to help Gramma in." Carol said. "Sure, as long as she doesn't mind me getting friendly." I replied. Gramma was standing at the open passenger door as I came around. With one hand lightly gripping her arm, I placed my other on her ass and helped her into the truck. Gramma squealed like a little girl, saying. "Wow I haven't been goosed in years." Carol was standing behind me and added quickly. "He's got priors for goosing you when you're not looking." Carol grabbed my ass and gave it a squeeze as she followed Gramma into the truck. The drive to the restaurant took about twenty minutes. Carol and Gramma continued to whisper and giggle to each other. The only time Gramma spoke to me she placed her hand on my thigh. I had to fight the urge to reach out and grab her breast, even with Carol in the truck. At the restaurant we were told it would be a thirty minute wait to be seated and the three of us sat at the bar. I sat between the two and we waited for the bartender. "I'll have a wine margarita." Carol stated. "Same here!" Gramma Chimed in. Sounding like a little boy who just learned his dog had died. I ordered my coke. The restaurant was crowded but thirty minutes later we were seated in a booth. Carol slid in and I followed her. Gramma took the bench opposite of us. A waitress came over and asked if we needed refills or appetizers. Both women ordered their second margarita and were beginning to feel the effects of the wine. In a fatherly tone I said. "Slow down you two, or the two of you won't know what you're doing tonight." "Shush! We're grown women and can do or say anything we want." Gramma replied. "That's right!" Carol added. Carol placed an elbow into my ribs and said she had to go to the ladies room. After letting her out I sat back down. Gramma leaned across the table and in a low voice said. "I'm so horny!" To prove her point I felt her foot in my crotch. My cock came back to life and began to stiffen. I looked in the direction Carol had gone and reached under the table, grabbing Gramma's foot. Leaning over the table I whispered back. "I'd rather have your mouth where your foot is right now." A few minutes later Carol returned. As I slid off the bench to allow her in. I was thankful the restaurant was dimly lit. Once seated Carol placed her hand on my thigh and the other lifted her glass. "You see that nice hunk of meat sitting in here Gramma?" Carol asked. "Why yes I did. I wonder if he's got a nice package." Gramma added, lifting her glass. Soda came shooting out my mouth and nose as the comments of the two women. I began to look around the restaurant, trying to see who they were talking about. Carol and Gramma banged their glasses together. In a voice loud enough for the folks in the booths next to us to hear, Gramma said. "Here's to men who love to screw!" "I prefer to fuck mine!" Carol replied. "Keep it down!" I scolded the two. "You're going to get us kicked out or thrown in jail!" I added. Carol moved her hand to my crotch and squeezed, feeling my semi hard cock caused by Gramma's foot action. "Oh, we have a horny boss on our hands." Carol giggled. "I could use one of them." Gramma stated with a smile. My face felt like I'd just opened a blast furnace. I was sure the red had crept all the way from my face to my ass. Both women continued their sexual banter all through the meal. I continued to browse the restaurant for the man they were talking about. Carol and Gramma used words I'd only heard them say in the bedroom. I was relieved when dinner arrived and we'd finished eating. The two of them were carrying on like two college girls, sizing up the football team. "You two go wait by the truck while I pay the bill." I said. The pair headed out the door and I went to pay the bill. A few minutes later I met them at the truck. Once again they were whispering and giggling amongst themselves. I unlocked the doors and Carol helped Gramma into the truck. As I got behind the wheel Gramma commented my hands felt better than Carol's. "Fine! When we get home he can help you out." Carol said. The two continued to talk about the man back at the restaurant. I never did figure who they were referring to. As they laughed and talked Gramma leaned into me and kissed my cheek. "Thanks for a great dinner and night out." She said, placing her hand on my thigh. I drove in silence, trying to concentrate on the driving part and not on Gramma's hand on my thigh. Every minute or so she'd run her fingernails lightly over my jeans. This sent electrical jolts to my cock and balls. As I drove along I thought to myself. "Great. Two drunk and horny women. I can read the headlines now. Horny man not laid in seven days. Blue balls explode, showering everyone in a hundred foot radius with sperm." "What?" I asked Carol. "Gramma said she could use a man tonight and I bet her you could find her one." Carol replied. "Sure. The next one I see, I'll ask." I replied back. As we approached the parking lot to the market, Carol yelled out. "Stop here! We need some wine." Pulling in I commented back that the two of them didn't need anymore wine, but something else. I stopped the truck a few hundred yards away from the market door and turned the truck off. "Why'd you stop here?" Carol asked. "I figured the walk may sober you up a bit." I replied back. As Carol got out of the truck and was closing the door, Gramma called out to her. "Carol, don't forget the chocolate syrup for our dessert." Carol walked toward the door of the market and waved her arm to signal she'd heard Gramma. Carol had only gone about fifty feet when Gramma grabbed my semi hard cock and leaned over to speak into my ear. "I really need to feel your cock in my mouth." Gramma said. "What! Here in the parking lot. Now!" I cried out. To prove her point Gramma fumbled with the zipper of my jeans an in a deep voice replied. "Yes, right now. Help me with this damn zipper!" Now it's a proven fact. A man only has enough blood to use on head at a time. For the last fourteen hours my blood was being used by the head of my cock. I pushed my hips off the seat and in one quick motion I undid the button and pulled the zipper down. Before I could bat an eye Gramma freed my cock and wrapped her lips around the head. Sliding her mouth down the shaft sent chills through my body. I knew if she did this for a minute or so I'd unload in her mouth. I also knew the windows were tinted and the parking lot had very few lights. But something in the far recess of my mind told me to hold out. Gramma continued her assault on my cock. Drool was running down the shaft, gathering on my balls. With one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the back of Gramma's head I began to raise and lower my ass. As Gramma sucked my cock, her moans drowned out the song playing on the radio. After several minute of Gramma sucking my cock I growled out. "God I need to shoot a wad right now!" While I was fucking Gramma's mouth my eyes never left the front door of the marker. I began to panic when I saw Carol walk out, carrying a bag. "Shit, here comes Carol!" I cried out. Gramma removed her warm, wet mouth from my cock and I struggled to get my zipper up and pants buttoned. I had just settled back down on the seat when Carol opened the door. Setting the bag on the floorboard she got in and closed the door. "Have you two been good?" Carol asked. I turned beet red and felt the heat in my face. Gramma giggled and answered. "Now dear, what fun would that be?" Both women laughed as I started the truck and drove home. I pulled the truck up to the house. Placing it in park, Carol grabbed the bag and got out. As she walked to the front door she called out. "Honey help Gramma out and I'll get the porch lights." I walked around to the passenger door as Gramma slid to the edge of the seat. Placing both hands on her waist, Gramma put her hands on my shoulders and I lifted her out of the truck. As Gramma's feet touched the ground she pushed her body into mine. Her hands moved up to the back of my head and she pulled my face toward hers. The move caught me off guard. Her tongue snaked out as she pressed her lips to mine and I allowed it into my mouth. My cock hardened once again and I slid my hands down to her ass and squeezed. The porch lights came on and brought me back to my senses and I heard Carol call out. "Come on you guys. It's getting cold hot there!" I was thankful the truck had blocked Carol's view. I told myself I was not just playing with fire. I was running through a burning forest. Gramma went in ahead of me. I lingered by the truck, telling the two of them I was going to be a minute or two. This allowed me time to get my stiff cock under control. Entering the house a few minutes later I found Carol and Gramma sitting in the living room. In the time I'd spent outside both had changed and were wearing their robes. The two were sitting on the couch laughing and once again talking about the unknown man at the restaurant. Both held a glass of wine. Seeing the glasses I began to pout. If they kept up this pace the two of them would pass out and I'd have to wait another day before I'd get laid. As I walked from the living room into the kitchen I asked Carol if she'd also bought some beer. She told me to check the refrigerator. Sitting on the counter was the open bottle of wine and a bottle of chocolate syrup. I opened the refrigerator and found a fresh twelve pack. I opened the carton and pulled a can out and popped the top. In four long draws I down the beer and grabbed a second one. Walking back to the living room I said out loud. Gramma and Wife Let Loose "If you can't beat them, join them." I plopped my ass down in the recliner and glanced at Carol and Gramma. The two were sitting on the couch with about a foot between them. Carol turned her attention to me and said. "hon, why don't you go change and get comfortable like us." "In a minute." I replied. Both women told me I'd feel better if I changed and continued to pressure me until I got up and walked to the bedroom. As I turned on the light and entered I was a small wrapped box with a card setting on my pillow. The card was from Carol and said thank you for a great night out and she'd missed me. It also said I was to wear the gift tonight. I tore the paper off and opened the box. In it I found a bright red men's G-sting. Wow I thought, maybe I will get laid tonight. Removing my clothes I spent a few minutes trying to figure out the correct way to wear the damn thing. This can't be right I thought. Who'd want two small strings riding the crack of their ass all day long? Minutes later I walked out, past the living room into the kitchen for another beer. Entering the living room I began to sit down in the recliner wearing a t-shirt, g-string and sweats. "Oh no hon, sit here between us." Carol said. Both Carol and Gramma began patting the small area between them with their hand. Carol told me she and Gramma decided they wanted to watch a movie with me and couldn't decide on a title. As I stood up to move I asked what they wanted to see. My mind and gut told me I was going to be forced to watch a silly love story. "What have you got in mind?" I asked cautiously. "We don't know yet." Gramma answered back. The two beers I drank were beginning to relax me, but as I sat down between Carol and Gramma an uneasy feeling crept into the pit of my stomach. Maybe it was the beer or the feeling of being pinned in by two women. Gramma was on the left and Carol on the right. I was painfully aware of how close I sat to them and the smell of their perfume. Both women kissed a cheek and once again thanked me for taking them to dinner. Carol asked if I'd found the gift she left on my pillow. My face again turned bright red as I nervously took a sip of beer. The feeling I had got worse. I stared at the television but my eyes refused to focus. Something was coming and my mind told me it wasn't going to be good. I felt like the lobster in the water tank at the seafood restaurant. Carol sensed my uneasiness and placed a hand on my thigh. With her other she stroked my hair and dropped the bomb. "We need to talk." She said softly. Oh no! When a woman tells a man this, it really means. You fucked up and now it's time to pay. Now I know I was wrong for fucking my wife's grandmother. To make it worse I'd done it for three weeks straight. I felt the panic begin to set in. For those who don't know. When a man is presented with a crisis he has three options. The two are fight or flight. I chose the third. I began to form a reply. That's right. I was going to lie through my teeth! In a soft, gentle voice Carol inched even closer to me and said. "I know about you and Gramma." I didn't dare to look at Carol. I did become aware Gramma had placed a hand on my other thigh. I gave Gramma a quick glance and was shocked to see a smile on her face. Carol continued to speak but I was not listening. Since I couldn't run away, I shut everything out and tried to figure out what to say. Now it's also a known fact that most people don't know when to keep quiet. Just like the cop who tells the crook he has the right to remain silent. Most don't and I heard myself say in a whisper. "How did you find out?" Carol still had one hand on my thigh and one on my head. I was waiting for her to rip my nuts off and pull the hair right off my head. She patted my thigh and replied. "Gramma told me." She answered softly My protected shield dropped and I began to focus and listen as Carol continued to explain. While I was away last week, the two of them managed to polish off a bottle of wine. The subject of sex was the main topic. Carol had noticed she and I were not fucking as often and told Gramma she was afraid I'd found a lover on the side. If you don't know, Alcohol is a wonderful truth serum. Gramma broke down and told Carol she was that lover. Carol continued saying, at first she was shocked to learn I was fucking her Grandmother. As they talked she was surprised she actually felt relieved it wasn't some twenty year old bimbo. Due to the amount of wine, the two of them began to talk about me and what I enjoyed as far as sex. Since Carol and I had dabbled in swinging she knew I always wanted a threesome and the two of them decided to make my fantasy come true. Can this really be happening I asked myself? Did I just hear my wife say she and her Gramma decided to fuck me at the same time? No. any minute I was going to wake up and discover I was only dreaming. To prove her statement, Carol lifted her glass and in a soft, sexy tone said. "A toast, to a wonderful man and a great lover!" Still in a daze I lifted my can of beer. Carol and Gamma each lightly touched my can and to remove all doubt both women slid their hand off my thigh and at the same time moved them to my cock and balls. In seconds my cock grew. I was sure the force of my hard on would easily snap the two tiny strings holding the fabric over my cock. Both women giggled and Gramma said. "See Carol, that's what I love about him. In seconds he has a boner." "Why don't you model my gift for us?" Carol asked as she kissed my ear. The shock was wearing off and I was beginning to come to my senses. My face was still red but my motor skills and ability to think had returned. I stood up, aware of the bulge in the front of my sweats. There two women, my wife and her grandmother wanted to fuck me at the same time. I was not about to ask why! I was going to do this before they had time to think about it and change their minds. As I turned to face Carol and Gramma I saw both of them licking their lips in anticipation of see my hard cock. If it was a show they want, than by god a show they shall have, I thought. Swinging my hips slowly in a circle and in a low, deep voice I said. "You two should have brought that hunk of a man you talked about all night." In unison Carol and Gramma giggled and replied. "We did." Slowly dancing in front of them, Carol was the first to react. She reached inside her robe and began to massage her breast while pinching her nipple. Gramma saw this and not to be out done, pulled both her breasts out of her robe and began pinching and pulling on her nipples. My cock twitched and I rubbed my hands over my hard, covered cock. It was than I realized I had two drunk, half naked women sitting in front of me. If I played my cards right, I could get them to do whatever I wanted. Still swinging my hips, I moved over in front of Carol, just out of arms reach. Carol reached out with her free hand wanting to feel my hard cock. "You want to feel my hard cock?" I asked in a low tone. Carol couldn't speak. Licking her lips she only nodded her head up and down. I moved over in front of Gramma and fought back the urge to bend down so I could suck her stiff nipples. "How about you Gramma, would you like to feel my cock and suck it?" I asked. "Please." Gramma whispered, as she leaned forward and reached out. I stepped back and slowly pulled my sweats down past my hard cock. I turned and bent over to allow both women a view of my ass and balls as I pushed my sweats down to my ankles and stepped out of them. Turning back around, I again ran my hands over the small piece of fabric of the G-string. Carol and Gramma moaned together and I was pleased to see Carol had now exposed her breasts as well. Both her hands were tweaking her large, hard nipples. Gramma had abandoned on nipple and her free hand was now lost under her robe between her legs. I couldn't see what the hand was doing, but I had a good idea. "Do the two of you agree to do whatever I say?" I asked as I danced in front of them. Carol and Gramma nodded their heads up and down. I moved in front of Carol and slowly slid the G-string down over my cock. As my cock sprung free, it was just inches from Carol's mouth and she licked her lips in anticipation of feeling it slide past her lips. Staring at my cock, Carol mentioned the lipstick ring on the shaft of my cock. I told her it was Gramma's lipstick and Gramma had sucked my cock while she was in the market. Carol leaned forward and slipped her lips past head and down my shaft. I placed a hand on Carol's head and allowed her to run her lips up and down my hard shaft. Carol would stop at the head of my cock and using her tongue was licking and circling just the head. Gramma moaned and I glance over in her direction. Gramma was watching her Granddaughter suck cock and her hand was still hidden by her robe, but I could tell her hand was fast at work. Stepping back, I pulled my cock out of Carol's mouth and moved over in front of Gramma. "Would you like a taste?" I asked. "Yes please." Gramma whispered, as she leaned forward and sucked my cock into her mouth. I felt Gramma's body shudder and her loud moan was muffled by my cock in her mouth. I knew Gramma had her first orgasm. I also knew the place where Gramma sat would not dry for days. I stepped back, freeing my cock from Gramma's mouth. I noticed Carol's robe was completely open and one hands was now busy fingering her pussy. Her pussy lips glistened from the wetness and I watched and listened as Carol had her first orgasm also. "You women agree to do whatever I say?" I asked again. Carol and Gramma both answered with nods of their heads. I told them to continue playing with their pussy and I'd be right back. I quickly went into the master bathroom. Opening the linen closet I leaned down and found the overnight bag Carol and I always took with us on our overnight trips. Unzipping the bag I looked in to confirm the contents. With the bag in hand I grabbed a blanket from the closet and returned to the living room. As I entered the living room I was pleased to see Carol and Gramma had removed their robes and now sat naked on the couch, fingering their pussys Trying to keep my composer and not sounding excited I said. "Very good, you two shall be rewarded." I moved to the center of the living room, unfolding the blanket on the floor. Carol had spied our overnight bag and knew what was in store for her and Gramma. I instructed the two of them to move off the couch and onto the blanker. I positioned both women on their backs, side by side and told them to keep fingering their pussys. Carol and Gramma stared at my hard cock that was still covered. As I watched these two women finger fucking their pussys I fought the urge to place my head between one of the two's legs and get my taste of pussy. Carol and Gramma had now pulled their knees up and spread their legs. This allowed me one hell of a view of them finger fucking themselves. I reached into the bag and told them to close their eyes. Once Carol and Gramma had their eyes closed I pulled several items out of the bag. The first was an electric massager with an extension cord attached. On the short steel shaft was a pink bulb about the size of a man's thumb. This was Carol's favorite toy and she used it often while I was at work or away on business. The second was a battery powered vibrator. It was eight inches long and two inches thick. We often used this while driving down the road. Carol would lean over and suck my cock while she drained the batteries fucking her pussy with it. I plugged the massager into the wall outlet and got down on my knees at the feet of Carol and Gramma. I paused and quickly reflected. Here lay my forty year old wife and her seventy-five year old Grandmother. Both naked, waiting for me to fuck them and I had to decide which toy to use on each woman. I knew Gramma had never tried a massager on her pussy and I hit the switch. The massager came to life with a slow, deep vibrating hum. Carol opened her legs wider, hoping it was for her. Moving my body I got between Gramma's legs and leaned down. My face was mere inches from her fingers and pussy. I closed the gap and snaked my tongue out. As my tongue touched Gramma's finger she moved it out of the way, allowing my tongue to run over her wet pussy lips and up to her clit. It had been over a week since I'd tasted pussy and now it was my turn to moan in approval. I didn't dare waste time and rammed my tongue as deep as it would go into Gramma's pussy. Gramma moaned and I lightly touched the bulb of the massager to her clit. Gramma's body shuddered and she cried out she was going to cum. True to her word I felt the first squirt hit my lips. Gramma squirted three or four times. The truth is I lost count. Each squirt was met with my lips and mouth as I drank from her pussy. I told Gramma to take hold of the massager and to continue as I moved over between the legs of Carol. Carol had lifted her head and shoulders off the floor to watch as I'd fucked her Grandmother with my tongue and the massager. I asked her if she liked what she saw. "Yes! Fuck me with your tongue!" Carol yelled. Grabbing the vibrator I wasted no time and jabbed my tongue into Carol's pussy. She cried out and I wrapped my lips around her hard clit. To tell the truth I could not tell you the difference from Carol's or Gramma's pussy. Maybe it was the beer or maybe I was too horny or hungry for pussy. As I applied light pressure to Carol's clit I turned the vibrator on and touched the tip to Carol's pussy lips. Now it was Gramma's turn to watch her Granddaughter get tongue fucked. Carol was thrusting her hips off the floor, trying to get the vibrator deeper into her pussy. Taking my lips off her clit, I glanced over at Gramma. As our eyes met, I asked her if she liked watching. "It makes me so horny!" Gramma replied. Knowing and sensing Carol was close to cumming I told Gramma Carol love to have her nipples sucked. Not wanting to push my luck I left it at that and lowered my lips back onto Carol's clit. As I glanced up I was surprised to see Gramma had moved her free hand and it was now resting on Carol's left breast as if testing the water. Seeing this I thrust the vibrator into Carol's pussy while my lips massaged her clit. Gramma's other hand was still using the massager on her pussy. Carol's orgasm flooded my mouth as I watched Gramma pinch Carol's nipple. Gramma's next orgasm hit just after Carols. "Oh my god, I'm cumming again!" Gramma cried out. With my free hand I moved it to Gramma's pussy, catching some of her cum in it. In one quick motion I smeared it on Carol's left nipple. I knew Carol had the ability to cum again within minutes, if not seconds. I watched as Gramma leaned over and took Carol's cum soaked nipple into her mouth. The combination of my mouth on her pussy and Gramma's lips sucking cum off her nipple caused Carol to have another orgasm. This one was much stronger and longer. My senses were on overload and still on my knees I straightened up and announced loudly. "I need to fuck and fuck now!" Both women were on their backs and trying to catch their breath. "Who gets the first load?" Carol said between breaths. "I don't care!" I cried out desperately as I flopped onto my back. "I'll share it with the two of you!" I continued. "Age before beauty." Gramma giggled as she moved and straddled my cock. Gramma lowered her pussy onto my cock and began moving up and down. "Easy there, or I'll cum right now!" I moaned. Carol moved and straddled my head, facing Gramma. Carol lowered her pussy down onto my waiting mouth as Gramma rode my cock. "God I'm going to cum again!" Gramma screamed. Carol was close also and moaned loudly. "I owe you Gramma." With my lips once again wrapped around Carol's clit I sucked it into my mouth. Carol leaned over and took Gramma's nipple into her mouth. Gramma's orgasm coated my cock and balls while Carol's drenched my face. I forced Carol off my face to yell I was close to shooting my load. Gramma moved off my cock and grabbed it by the shaft as the first wad came shooting out the head. It landed squarely between Carol's breasts. The second wad came out and landed on Carol's left breast. The third and fourth landed on my chest. Gramma leaned over and sucked my cock into her mouth. This was over a weeks worth of cum and the orgasm I had was the strongest since I was eighteen. "Hey, share some with me." Carol cried. Gramma pulled her mouth off my cock and allowed Carol a taste. My cock continued to twitch as both women took turns sucking it. Carol allowed Gramma to lick the cum off her breasts and nipple. Now normally my cock would deflate a minute or two after fucking. This time it remained hard as a rock. Carol and Gramma changed places and Carol lowered her pussy onto my cock. As Carol fucked me Gramma watched, saying she needed to catch her breath before round two. Carol leaned over allowing me to suck her hard nipples. Combined with the angle of her pussy on my cock she increased the speed of her fucking. "Oh god, oh god!" Carol screamed as she soaked my cock and balls with her cum. Gramma's second wind had come around and she asked Carol to move so she and I could sixty-nine. As Gramma lowered her pussy down to my waiting mouth and tongue she took my cock into her mouth. Gramma began sliding her lips up and down the shaft, as Carol moved to the side and watched. As Carol watched she reached down and began to play with my balls with one hand. Gramma's breasts and hard nipples were hanging down and Carol's other hand was busy pinching Gramma's nipples. It must be an inherited trait. No sooner had Carol began pinching Gramma's nipples and she orgasmed, flooding my mouth and face with her cum. Gramma was as good as Carol when it came to blow jobs and I was starting to feel the cum boiling in my balls. Lifting Gramma's pussy off my face, I told the two I had an idea. Gramma stopped sucking my cock to listen. As I spoke, Carol was busy cleaning Gramma's cum id' missed off my face. I positioned Gramma on her back and asked Carol if she'd like a taste of her Gramma's pussy. Carol hesitated for a moment but moved her head between Gramma's thighs. As Carol's tongue found its mark I moved and from the rear slid my cock into Carol's pussy. This was a dream come true and within twenty minutes of my first orgasm, I had my second. Thrusting my cock as deep as I could I unloaded into Carol's pussy. This created a chain reaction ad Carol's orgasm caused her to moan loudly as she tongued Gramma's pussy. Carol's moaning pushed Gramma over the edge and Carol tried her best to drink it all. As we lay on the floor, the smell of cum and sex hung heavy in the air. Carol was laying on one side of me and Gramma on the other. With my eyes closed I could feel their hands moving slowly over my body. Gramma told Carol they'd forgot the chocolate syrup and I felt my cock twitch again. I smiled and said out loud. "This is going t be one long night." Both women giggled and reached for my cock.