This file brought to you by - http://www.mrdouble.com Story #9 - , from Family Letters I am a fifty-five-year-old male, lead a sexually active life, and have never fucked anyone who was not related to me. All in the family, so to speak. I all started when I was eighteen years old, still in high school, and living on the farm with my parents and two sisters. My grandmother on my mother's side came for a visit. We did not have enough bedrooms, so someone decided that Grandma could sleep with me. She was sixty-two and not bad looking. I was a normal eighteen year old, that is, full of hormones and desires. I had no objections to a woman sharing my bed, even if she was my grandmother. She was female. Maybe I could cop a feel or something. Eventually, bedtime came. My parents went off to their bed. My sisters went off to their beds. Grandma and I went off to my bed. She had me turn the light out before we got into bed. I stripped down to my shorts as I usually do. I got into bed, wondering what she would wear to sleep in. She got into bed and we told each other good night. I waited for my grandma to go to sleep so I could sneak a feel. Time seemed to drag, but she finally began to breathe heavily and I decided it was time. We were about a foot apart in the bed. Slowly, my hand inched over, exploring. I found her arm and it was bare. My heart beat faster. Up her arm my fingers crept. They arrived at her breast, and it was bare, too. I took it in my hand and squeezed it. My heart pounded harder. I was doing it! Suddenly, she grabbed my hand. She did not remove it. She just grabbed it. Her hand was holding my hand, and my hand was holding her breast. "Naughty, naughty," she said. I gave her breast a squeeze. "Give me your other hand," she said. When I did, she put it between her legs, on her cunt. "There, now, isn't that better?" I squeezed with both of my hands, one on her breast and one on her pussy. There was no need for words. My grandma taught me how to fuck that night. She was a patient teacher, going over the lesson again and again, making sure I emptied my nuts into her three times before she said that was enough for that night. My grandma stayed for a week, and every night she fucked me until I was dry. No boy ever became a man more willingly, more passionately, or more pleasurably. To this day, all I have to do is think of her and I get a hard-on. The day after Grandma left, Mama took me aside and told me she knew what I had done to her mother. I thought I was in a lot of trouble until she smiled. "She says you're pretty good," Mom told me. "This afternoon I'm going to find out." I could think of nothing else all day at school. I hurried home right after school. Daddy was working. My sisters were sleeping over at a friend's house. Mama and I had the house to ourselves for at least two hours until Daddy would come home. She took me to her bedroom and told me to take her clothes off. With trembling fingers, I did. Grandma was sixty-two. Mama was only forty. She was a very attractive woman. I knew that the men in town thought that Mama was really sexy. Mama's breasts were the first that I had ever seen. (Grandma had let me fuck her, but she had not let me turn the light on.) When I had Mama naked to her waist, I took time to look her breasts over. Like most of the men in town, I was fascinated by them She told me to take the rest of her clothes off. I had trouble breathing as I pulled her skirt down and then her panties. Her pussy was the first one I had ever seen, even though I had fucked Grandma's. I tore my clothes off and showed Mama my cock. She had me stand in front of her as she sat on the edge of the bed and sucked my cock. Then she said, "Now, show me what your grandma taught you." I got on her on Daddy's bed and I fucked her. As I did it, I thought "Every man in town wants my mama and I've got her." It was even more fun fucking Mama than it had been when I fucked Grandma. Mama's body was younger, and she let me suck her tongue while I fucked her. I fucked her regularly after that. Mama told me that I fucked her more often than Daddy did. He never knew. When my sister, Ellie, turned eighteen, I took her to the barn and fucked her. From then on, I fucked my sister and my mama both. On any given day, I fucked one of them or the other. Some days, I got them both. At that time, Ellie knew I was fucking Mama, but Mama did not know I was fucking Ellie. When Beth turned eighteen, Ellie and I took her to the barn. Ellie watched while I gave Beth her first fuck. Then, Beth watched me fuck Ellie. Not long after that Mama told me she was having an affair with one of the preachers in town. I told her it was okay, because I was fucking both of my sisters. I still fucked Mama from time to time, but not nearly as often as I had once done. I had two young bodies to get on when I need to fuck. In due time, my sisters got married. Both married when they were nineteen. Even though they were married, I kept fucking them both. After all, Mama and Grandma had both been married when I fucked them. Ellie had a daughter and then a son. Beth had two daughters. I always wondered if one or more of those kids might not have been mine, since I was putting so much sperm up their mama's pussies. I started screwing all of my nieces when they turned eighteen. It keeps me busy. Right now, I'm screwing three nieces, two sisters, and my mama. Grandma has passed away. Like I said, I have led a very active sex life for the past thirty-five years, and the only ones I have fucked have been my female relatives. Fayetteville, Arkansas ·