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A Daughter's Promise Ch. 3

by J ©

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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