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A Daughter's Promise Ch. 3
I drove away from Grandad's desperately in need of
a shower. I could still smell his cum around my
mouth and feel it's sticky dryness over my back,
not to mention the fact that I had been laying on
his dog's mattress while he fucked me. I was lucky
that John wouldn't be home when I got back and
even luckier that I'd left a jacket in the car,
seeing as how my blouse had two of its three
buttons ripped off by Grandad in his eagerness to
strip me.
When I opened the front door I could hear the
phone ringing in the living room. I dashed in and
caught it just in time. It was Dad. He said that
he'd just had a call from Grandad inviting him
round to his place next Wednesday afternoon and
Grandad had mentioned that I'd be there as well.
Dad went on to say that he thought Grandad was
planning something. When I asked Dad why he
thought this, he told me that Grandad had gotten
hold of a porno magazine from his den which pretty
much made it clear what he'd like to do to me. Now
it all began to fit into place. The magazine that
I'd found underneath Grandad's bed with a photo of
me stuck over the face of the girl being doggy
fucked, wasn't Grandad's as I'd previously
thought. So now both of them realised that the
other one wanted to fuck me but neither of them
knew that the other already had. What an
opportunity awaited me. I would be able to tease
both of them to my heart's content and see which
one of them broke first. Next week couldn't come
soon enough.
At last, Wednesday morning arrived and, after
seeing John off to work, I began to get myself
ready and fantasise about the afternoon's
offerings. During a long , hot soak in the tub, I
planned my outfit for the day. I remembered Dad
saying how he'd drooled over me in my school
uniform all those years ago, and decided that to
make myself look that young again would drive him
wild, and Grandad too probably.
I painted my long fingernails in a deep red and
applied a similar shade of gloss to my full lips.
I put on a little mascara but no other makeup
since I wanted to look as pure and innocent as I
could. I put my long, blond hair into two pigtails
and looked at the effect in the mirror. Not bad, I
thought. Maybe I'd even be able to get to
Grandad's on the school bus! I put on the same
white blouse that Grandad had ripped off me last
week, suitably repaired of course, over a crisp
white bra. Then I placed some thin, white thongs
over my hips and put on a very short black,
pleated skirt. White ankle socks, a black tie and
five inch black patent heels finished the job.
During the drive to Grandad's, I got some lusty
looks from some truckers who could see my outfit
from their lofty cab as they overtook me. The
thought of what Dad and Grandad would think when
they saw me made my pussy become wet. At last I
pulled up outside Grandad's house and could see
Dad's car further down the street.
Grandad's eyes became like slits as he opened the
door and surveyed me up and down without the
slightest embarrassment. He ushered me in saying
he had a surprise guest for me. As I entered the
living room I feigned shock at seeing Dad there,
just as he had told me to do on the phone last
week. I could feel their eyes upon me as I said
I'd get straight to work.
They were looking at me the way a pair of wild
animals survey an unsuspecting foal. As I dusted
about the place, Dad and Grandad sat on the couch
watching me without saying a word to each other.
As I bent down to pick up some newspapers that had
been scattered on the floor, I made sure I gave
them both a good eyeful of my long legs and thin
white panties. After about an hour of this teasing
I thought I'd better make the first move; I
couldn't stand the waiting any longer. Grandad has
four large vases on his mantelpiece. I made sure
they were paying attention as I dusted the first
three and neglected the last one completely. At
last Grandad said what I'd wanted him to say and
admonished me for missing the fourth vase. 'Gee
Grandad' I began ' I feel like a naughty
schoolgirl who's about to be punished by the
principal'. Then to increase the effect I put my
thumb in my mouth and sucked on it and rubbed my
knees together, the way you do when you're dying
for a pee. As I played with my pigtails Dad said '
How would you like your Grandad and me to punish
you?' At last Things were moving in the right
direction. 'Yes, I'd like that very much' I heard
myself reply. 'But not in here' I continued, ' I
don't want anybody seeing you doing things to me
through the window' 'I've got just the place for
us all to go ' Grandad said. ' But be sure you
don't tell anyone'. 'I won't, Grandad. 'I
promise'.
Grandad told the two of us to follow him and he
took us to a door that he opened which led down to
his cellar. Grandad turned on the light switch at
the top of the steps. One meagre light bulb in the
middle of the cellar came on. I was ordered to go
down first. It was almost too dark to see on the
dozen or so steps that led down to the cold , dank
basement, especially when Dad closed the door
behind him and bolted it shut. I teetered down
gingerly on my high heels, with Grandad and Dad
eager and keen behind me. At the bottom the light
wasn't that much better but Grandad told me to go
and stand underneath the bulb. It wasn't much of a
spotlight and I couldn't see them at all in the
shadows of this poky room.
Then Dad ordered me to strip. My juices were
really flowing now as I began to undo my tie.
'Leave that on. It will be useful later' Grandad
said huskily. Slowly, I undid the three buttons of
my blouse. As the material parted to show my bra
underneath I felt the coolness of the air touch my
tanned skin. I slipped the blouse from my
shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Next I
undid my short skirt and eased it over my hips. I
kicked it away when it fell around my ankles. I
stood there in front of my Dad and his dad wearing
only my skimpy underwear, tie, ankle socks and
shoes. 'Take off your bra' Dad commanded. I undid
the clasp at the back. Teasingly, I let the straps
fall from my shoulders and then, ever so slowly, I
let it too fall to the floor. I heard them gasp
when they saw my plump, ripe breasts and saucer
size rings surrounding my rock hard nipples. As my
hands went to the sides of the high cut thong I
was wearing I was told to stop. 'We'll take those
off' Grandad whispered. Suddenly the two of them
were upon me. Grandad picked me up and carried me
across to the side wall. As he raised my arms, he
told Dad to fasten my wrists to the two iron
bracelets that I now saw screwed into the wall
above my head. I stood there with my hands
shackled in chains. Grandad bent down to my left
side and told Dad to do the same at my right. Dad
followed Grandad's lead as they nibbled at the
sides of my panties with their teeth. Gradually,
as their mouths got a grip on the flimsy material
they began to slide the garment down over my hips.
As my panties fell to the floor, Dad put them up
to his face and took a deep sniff at the crotch.
'I'm going to enjoy tasting the sweet juices of my
youngest daughter' he growled Still on bended
knees, Grandad and Dad began to lick their way up
my legs. Dad got to my pussy first while Grandad
carried on up to my belly. I parted my legs a
little as Dad tongued my clit and probed my inner
parts. I began to shudder in ecstasy and wished my
hands were free so that I could push Dad's head
further in me. Grandad had now reached my tits and
was sucking on them furiously. I knew I'd get
covered in bite marks today but at that moment I
didn't care; I just wanted them to use me. Dad
joined Grandad taking a nipple each in their
fingers and twisting and pulling until I groaned
loudly and begged them to fuck me. Then their
faces were upon me. Dad sought and found my mouth
with his and began to devour it greedily while
Grandad nuzzled at my throat. Our tongues met and
dripped in each other's saliva. Suddenly Dad's
mouth was gone and had been replaced by Grandad's.
He took hold of my head with his bony old hands
and forced it against the wall as his tongue
searched every corner of my inviting mouth.
I managed to look down and could see a huge bulge
in each of their trousers and wondered how long
they could last before they had to fuck me. My
answer came immediately as Grandad told Dad to
untie me and bring me over to the stocks. As my
arms were released from the shackles above my head
I collapsed into Dad's arms. I felt him carry me
over to the other side of the cellar. Out of the
darkness I saw what Grandad had been talking to
Dad about. In front of me was a wall with a padded
top. It came up to my waist. About two feet beyond
this was a pair of old wooden stocks. Dad pushed
me up flush to the wall and forced me to bend
forward over it at the waist. Even with my five
inch heels on, my feet were just about able to
touch the ground. As my upper body fell towards
Grandad he pulled the top part of the stocks down
so that my hands and head protruded through the
holes. When he had done this he took a padlock and
I was helpless.
I could hear them arguing about who was going to
have which end of me first. Dad must have won
because it was he who came up and stood in front
of me. It was difficult to look up at his waist
from the position I was in, but I saw Dad's
trousers fall to his ankles. I then felt two of
his short, fat fingers go into my mouth. This had
a twofold effect; not only did it open my mouth to
await the penetration from his fat dick but it
also helped me to lift my head to an acceptable
angle. As my gaze got higher, I at last saw Dad's
weapon. It was already glistening as he pushed it
passed my swollen lips. I didn't gag as Dad took
hold of my pigtails and slowly began to thrust his
meat in and out of my mouth. I managed to get my
throat at such an angle that I could take all of
him in. Behind me I felt Grandad's cold hands
moving over my legs. He started at the top of my
thigh at the front and slowly felt his way down to
my ankles. I felt him caress my patent high heels
before his hands started their upward journey up
over my taught calves and then the back of my
thighs before he finally reached my butt. Then I
heard his zip go down and then he was moving his
knob over my pussy lips. At last, after teasing me
like this for what seemed like hours, Grandad
slipped his full length into me. He took hold of
the tie that was now laying across my back and
began to ride me like a horse. The sensations that
my body was having were like nothing I had
experienced before. I couldn't make any noise of
course, but my climax was no worse for the silence
as all of my insides juddered with another orgasm.
Dad was giving my mouth no mercy as his groin
thrust increasingly quickly back and forth. I was
aware that the speed of Grandad's grinding was
beginning to match that of Dad's and thought both
men must be near to coming. Then I heard Dad start
to groan 'Yes, yes ,yes' and I knew he was close.
Grandad had started to cuss and call me a teasing
bitch getting what she deserved . Then he took
hold of the sides of my hips and I could feel his
talon like nails digging into my soft flesh and
with a cry he let me have it all. He pumped me
until every drop of his semen had left his sack.
Then he pulled out of me and I heard him stagger
to lean against the wall. And then, with a shout
of 'Eat this daughter', Dad's dick exploded in my
mouth. I couldn't swallow all of it because he
didn't take his tool out, but just kept squeezing
it until nothing more would come. At last, I felt
him go limp inside me and I was able to take the
rest of his spunk down my throat. Dad too
collapsed in a heap on the floor in front of me.
When they had recovered sufficiently they moved
towards me again. Grandad asked if I'd been
punished enough. I replied that I was still a
naughty girl and deserved to be given more of the
same. I could see their pricks harden as I talked
to them in this fashion and , before I went home
that afternoon, Dad and Grandad changed ends and
punished me again.
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