Another sunny, summer day found me again at grandpa's barn. I went into the tack room following the noise of him whistling a tune. I found him sitting on the bench whittling some wood. "Hi, sweetheart! How are you today?". I sat down next to him and kissed him on his cheek to greet him. "So, I'm curious", he said. "How long have you played with your little pussy?".
"Um, I don't know. I've rubbed myself as long as I can remember", I answered. He asked me how I did it. I told him I layed on my stomach with both hands underneath me. I then move my hips up and down while pressing my fingers on my clit. I told him I had to be careful because if I got too carried away, the bed springs would creak letting everyone in the house know what I was doing.
He asked if I ever played with my brothers. I told him once when I was about 6, I asked my older brother if he played with his pee pee. He had told me no. I explained that I showed my brother how to rub himself while moving his hips up and down. Little did I know at the time that our bodies were so different. I was puzzled when he told me he didn't feel anything and I thought surely he was doing it wrong. Now that I was older, I understood that guys have to do it differently.
Then grandpa asked me if I ever rode bareback just so I could cum? I was puzzled. He told me he had watched girls rubbing their clits on the horse's whithers back and forth until panting, moaning and finally threw their arms around the horses neck hugging them for making their little pussies tingle. I said I hadn't but said I would give it a try.
We walked out to the stalls and tied Smoky in the isle like we always did when grooming. Grandpa helped me up on Smoky's back. I positioned my clit on top of the horse's whithers and began rocking my hips back and forth slowly. I had to admit it felt good. Grandpa watched me intently and I saw him reach down and squeeze his cock that was growing in his pants. My pace picked up as it felt better and better. I looked over again at grandpa and by now his cock was at full attention and he had removed it from his pants for more comfort. He was stroking it at the same pace as I was rubbing on the horse. Soon, I felt the tingling and warm sensation as I came. I let out a muffled cry as the wave of my orgasm washed over me. Grandpa had a smile on his face. He helped me down off the horse, took my hand and led me back to the tack room.
We sat on the bench. His cock was still out of his trousers. I instinct fully reached over and began slowly stoking his hard cock. I was always amazed at how hot it felt in my hand. As I slowly stroked it, he told me that many years ago, he volunteered to take home the little girls after church. He said they all volunteered to sit next to him because whoever sat next to him got dropped off last. He said if the little girl was a good girl she would stroke him off and he would take them for ice cream. Kind of a treat for a treat. But he told me since I was such a good and dutiful granddaughter, he didn't have the need for that any more. I noticed as he told me the story, his cock became firmer and pre cum was leaking from the tip.
His story trailed off and, like a good little girl, took his cock into my mouth. He closed his eyes and softly moaned. As I flicked my tongue at the bottom of his glans I felt warmth and tingling in my pelvis. I had never tried to cum again so I was pleasantly surprised that I was able to be aroused so soon after cumming. I jammed my hand down my shorts. I couldn't believe how wet I was! I closed my eyes while bobbing my little mouth up and down on his cock. I envisioned grandpa sitting in his car with a little girl stroking his cock. This was the first time I had fantasized about two people having sex. It made me wetter than I ever had been. I feavorishly stroked my clitty while picking up the pace of my head bobbing over grandpas cock.
My pace quickened even more as I watched in my fantasy grandpa cumming all over the little girl's hand. That vision sent me over the edge. The tingling sensation overwhelmed me. I was moaning while keeping my mouth over his cock. As my orgasm was ebbing, grandpa shot his hot cum in the back of my mouth. Just as I had never felt such a strong orgasm, I had never had to swallow so much of grandpa's cum. I couldn't swallow it all. It was leaking from my mouth and onto grandpa's jeans and my hand. I kept licking his cock until it was completely drained.
"I'm sorry", I said. "I didn't mean to make such a mess but so much came out I couldn't swallow it all.".
"That's ok sweetie," he replied. "I was just so dam hot after watching you cum from the horse. Then you playing with yourself again, I guess it just made for a huge load. But you were such a good girl trying to swallow it all. Here, let me clean us up with a hanky."
After wiping my hands, he tried to wipe the goo from his jeans. It still left a wet spot. "I guess I will have to stay here for a while till this dries. I can't let grandma see it", he said.
I gave him a kiss on the cheek and went to saddle up the horse to ride. While riding, I kept thinking about how excited I got thinking of grandpa having sex with someone. I wondered if, after riding, instead of going home, if I could watch my cousin with grandpa. After all, she confirmed she gave a blow job to grandpa just about every day. And I knew that I did the same. I didn't know though how I would breach the subject?
I rode back to the barn. I needed a plan on how to go about watching them. I put the horse away, but my cousin wasn't there yet. I had cum twice today already but I felt I needed more. But, I didn't want to hang out there all day if she wasn't going to come ride. So, I headed home. It would give me time to think of a plan.
Once I got home, I headed straight for my bedroom and jumped face down on the bed. I put my fingers against my hot, wet pussy and thought about what it would be like to actually be there, participating. I fantasized about the 3 of us being naked in the hay loft. I wondered what it would be like to rub my cousin's clitty while she sucked on grandpa's cock. I wondered how hot it would feel on my tongue and what it would taste like. I buried my face in my pillow to muffle the sounds of my moaning. As one hand fingered my clitty the other was buried deep in me. I felt the intense tingling for the third time today. I felt as my pussy contracted hard against my finger! After the orgasm winded down, I licked my fingers. A bit tart of a taste, but definitely pleasant. I would definitely have to figure out a way they would let me participate.
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