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Subject: {ASSM} "The Grand Father's Tales" Part I (M/F/f, Mast, oral, incest, fantasy)
Date: Tue, 13 Nov 2001 16:10:04 -0500
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The Grand Father's Tales

   DICKINTHEASS

   Permission is given to freely distribute this document electronically,
provided the entire document is preserved intact and no monies are charged
for its distribution.

   Warning: This story contains descriptions of sex between an adult male
and preteen child.  If this is not your cup of tea, stop reading now.

   Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction.  No illegal activity described
herein was carried out; this document details fantasies that took place
when I was alone in bed.  I firmly believe that no fifteen minutes of
pleasure is worth the innocence of a child.  Besides, I derive much
pleasure from the company of child, playing with them or simply watching
them at play, I am not going to risk this for any momentarily heightened
sense of pleasure.

   If you are under the age of eighteen the law says I've got to tell you
to go away, so, "Go away!" Common sense says you're going to ignore me, so
don't blame me if you go blind, your parents find you in possession of this
document or your cum-stains gets you in trouble.  (Keep a duster handy
boys; I do)



   If this type of material is illegal in your city, state, country, then
see above, substituting "law enforcement agency" in place of "parents".

   If you're a member of the moral minority, religious right, or any other
such control group then don't read on, my aim is not to offend you.  My
personal philosophy is that anyone should feel free to do as they please
such that their actions do not have any adverse impact on other's lives.

   This story is inspired by a french book "Tableaux Vivants (Fifteen
erotic Tales).  As an author this is my first try.  I will be grateful to
receive comments on the story.

   Part I: (M/F/f, Mast, oral, incest, fantasy)

   At my age of 55, my only son died in a tragic car crash, leaving behind
a wife and a daughter.  My daughter-in-law is a Punjabi girl, whom my son
married while he was stationed in Punjab on duty in Indian Army.  I was
generally out of the country on business and I never met them prior to the
death of my son.  She was 31 years old and my granddaughter was about
twelve.  My wife died a long time back and I never remarried.

   Receiving the news of my son's death, I rushed back to India and met my
daughter-in-law for the first time.  Her name is Puranjit.  Being a
Bengali, my son renamed her Purna (meaning Complete) and my granddaughter
was called Kabita (meaning Poem).  Both of them were fair complexioned,
tall and willowy.  Purna has high breast with an hourglass figure.  It was
a treat to look at her dancing ass from the back.  Kabita also was no
slouch.  She could very well pass as a sixteen year old.

   I organized all my affairs in such a way that I can start working from
my ancestral home at a suburban town in West Bengal.  We had lots of
farming land and I had lots of savings from my business venture.  So
finance was no problem.  Purna also agreed to this arrangement and we got
Kabita admitted into a school near to our place of residence.  It took more
than three months to make all this arrangement and we got settled at our
place.

   I myself had a problem.  Being so near to two sexy females, I was always
on a state of arousal.  It was becoming increasingly difficult for me to
hide my erection whenever I was near to any of the females of my family. 
Being away from the family for so long, it was also difficult for me to
consider them as my daughter and granddaughter but only as women.  So I
resorted to masturbation either in the bathroom or in the privacy of my
bedroom.  And then, I got caught.........

   It was raining out side.  We had an early dinner.  Purna and Kabita were
at the kitchen clearing everything away.  I watched the boob tube for a
time and then came up to my room to sit in front of the computer.  After
entering all the financial transactions of the day in my financial
management package, I cleared up my e-mails going into the Internet. 
After, all the normal work was complete; I opened the URL of Google.search
alt.sex.stories.moderated, which is my most favourite site.  I am a
sex-story fiend and have collected few hundred stories from various sites.
(Interested?  Contact me and I will supply you all I have at no cost.  My
specialization is INCEST) Read a few of my choice stories after downloading
them.  For all my trouble, I only got hot and bothered.  My dick was crying
for a cunt or a mouth and for an asshole.  It was always available when I
was out of the country, but, alas, now only the memories are there to throw
up my spunk; and two sexy babes to ignite those memories.  It was very
frustrating to have and then not to have.  I was a drifting
sailor-on-the-sea.  "Water, water everywhere; but not a drop to drink." -
can very well be modified to my situation.  "Jism, Jism everywhere, but not
a drop on, where it c(o)unts." My trusted hands, on which I have built my
life, came to my rescue.  I forgot about my computer.  Sat on the chair
facing the door in the middle of the room and took out my assm-induced
erect shaft and put my fist on to it.  Closed my eyes.  The figure of my
new found daughter-in-law came up on the screen of my eyes.  For last few
months this has become my everyday ritual.  But today there was another
figure peeking out from the back along with the young mother.  I merrily
went on using my hand on my blood-gorged erect dong and was fantasizing...
`I was lying on my side at the edge of the bed.  My daughter-in-law was
sucking on my cock sitting on the floor.  Her face was flushed.  She was
only in her undies.  Her dark nipples were like a mouth watering Cherry on
her fair skin.  She was sucking on the glance.  I tried to push in the stem
into her mouth.  She resisted.  Kabita, my granddaughter was there too. 
Purna was giving her a live demo of the practical side of the human
reproductive system, which she is presently studying in her school.  She
was begging her mother to release the flesh tube so that she also can have
a go at my goo.  (This was the first time I had my granddaughter in my
fantasy, by the way.  Previously for last few months it was only her mother
who was the queen of my dream...  err...  my wet dream) I got inspired and
asked both of them to come over the bed to start a garland (a daisy chain).
Kabita and her mother both came up and we created a love triangle on the
bed.  The bed was a huge one and can easily accommodate another trio of
lovers side by side.  Though Kabita protested profusely, Purna didn't
relinquish her mouth-hold on my prick.  I took my grand daughter down on my
face bottom down and started sucking her sparsely downed cunt after
widening her thighs.  Purna took over my cock and I advised Kabita to
emulate my actions on her mother's clean-shaven quim.  Only the sounds of
groans were punctuating the splatter of the raindrops outside.  I opened up
the pink cunt-petals of my granddaughter with my fingers and edged her wet
interior with the tip of my tongue.  She groaned and Purna sighed and
increased the pressure of her lops on my dick.  Kabita was imitating me to
a tee as advised.  Purna is a very vocal player and a sweet vocalist too.
She started talking with her mouth full.  " Suck me, suck me, you
mother-lapper.  Take my clit in your mouth you randy girl.  Yes...  yes...
ohhh...  ahh...  yes, that's it, you cunt...  ahhhhhh..."

   I did what my dil (daughter-in-law, but means Heart in our language)
instructed her daughter on Kabita's rosy cunt.  As hoped, she also did the
same to my dil.  Purna gasped and came.  What a cum?  She shuddered and
shook.  Clamped her lips over my prick as never before and then her mouth
slacked.  In the mean time I was tuning my granddaughter's organ.  I was
always a great organist, either with my hand, mouth or my flesh-flute. 
This time also the invaded organ reached its climax.  Kabita came in waves
and I was almost drowned in the salty water of her Cuntlantic Ocean.  This
was a momentous event of my life, my granddaughter coming over my tongue
while she drinks her mother's effusions.

   I also was on the verge of spewing.  But somehow controlled my volcanic
eruption.  It was further aided by my dil, who in her cumming delight
grazed her teeth over my highly sensitized flesh-flute.

   After some much-needed rest the garland was re-arranged and it was
Kabita who came up to inspect to complete her knowledge of dickology and
taste my man-meat.  I was presented with the heavenly cum-drenched clam of
Purna, while she took possession of her daughter's splayed salt-sprayer. 
The triad went on as before.  Though tired I didn't stop the trial.

   Both the girls had their test of heaven a little while back.  So they
merrily went on their way of sucking and lapping.  But it was a touch and
go for me.  I almost came when Kabita just blew over my glance prior to
taking the head into her mouth.  I wanted to come inside a cunt and not a
mouth, however sweet it may be.  After a few minutes of minute tongue
inspection of my sperm-spear, I asked Kabita to release her hold on my
instrument.  So that, I can show the actual reproductive technology of the
reproduction system of the naked apes to her.

   She was eager and put forward her beaver for the demonstration.  But it
was ignored both by her mother and I.  It was a demonstration for her
knowledge.  She is the onlooker not the technician.  She was reluctant, but
when her mother promised that on the next practical session she would be
allowed to be the participant, she agreed.  Purna laid over the edge of the
bed.  I stood between her thighs and put her slim calves over my shoulder.
Kabita sat upon her mother's upturned face placing her southern lips over
her mother's northern one.  This was to felicitate her to observe the
process from a close range.  I slowly entered the tight cavern of my dil's
sweet nether lips.  It was like putting your frozen finger in a warm wooly
glove in a wintry rainy day.  The warmth spread to my entire body.  I
started the rhythmic motion of fucking.  A few minutes later Purna clamped
down on my dick with her cuntinner muscles and I was lost.  Once, twice,
thrice.  I could manage only three deeper, cervix-grazing thrusts and ...
...  I shouted my joy for the entire universe to listen and came inside her
clamping clam.  Before it claimed whatever I had to give, I took out the
sprouting stem from her hungry clutch and sprayed Kabita's face with my
love bullets.  The ferocity of my cumming left her jaws hanging open (Or
was it her mother's tongue-lash, which left her open mouthed?  I don't
know.) The bullets hit the gullet.  She swallowed and lowered her face in
reverence to this moment of joy.  Her cheek glanced my glance and then she
took the spewing top inside her mouth.  ' Completely drained, I slowly
opened my eyes and looked down at my hand, cum slowly dripping down the
fingers.  The gobs of the goo have left a trail.  I followed their path and
looked up. ... ... ...  there stood my dil on my open doorway, Kabita
peeking from behind.

   (To be continued) 

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