Grammy's Uncle Stan

I want to thank reader LC in Michigan for sharing the experiences and fantasies that inspired this story.

Part 1

“Grammy, can I ask you something...kinda personal?” Katie said softly.

“Sure, sweetie, you know I'll try to answer anything if I can,” Lena replied, turning to look at her thirteen year old granddaughter, “but if it's kinda personal maybe we should wait until we get home.”

They were standing in the lingerie section of a brightly lit adult superstore with Lena already holding a two sided strap-on she and Katie intended to use on each other and James, as well as a g-spot vibrator they planned to share.

“OK, just when I saw some of the magazines in the corner, I remembered you once saying you would tell me and Daddy more about your Uncle Stan,” Katie replied, holding up a bright red sheer camisole with matching see through panties.

“Oh wow, that brings back lots of good memories,” Lena sighed as she picked up a thong that was little more than a finger width silky strap around the waist and another down over the pussy mound and up through the ass cheeks. “Let me think about it a bit and I'll tell you and your father the whole story later tonight.”

They ended up getting the red outfit in Katie's size for an upcoming sleep over with a few other girls her age and several pairs of sheer lacy panties for them both. The young girl at the cash register eyed them suspiciously, especially given Katie's age, but didn't want to make a scene with a woman old enough to be her own grandmother making a large cash purchase.

James looked up from where he was preparing dinner when his mother and daughter came through the door from the garage. On spotting him, his thirteen year old daughter rushed over to him, throwing her arms around his neck and giving him a passionate tongue lashing kiss. James returned the kiss, putting both his hands on his daughter's firm ass to pull her closer and grind his rapidly stiffening cock against her crotch.

Lena grinned, put down the packages and put her arms around them both, fondling her son's bare ass cheeks with one hand and sliding her other between them to wrap her fingers around his dick. James took one hand off his daughter's ass to put it on his mother's before turning his head to give Lena an equally passionate kiss. Katie licked at his ear as he kissed her grandmother and stepped back far enough she could add her hand to Lena's on her father's quickly stiffening cock.

“What got into you two?” James asked as he unzipped Lena's dress and pulled it down over her shoulders to let it fall to the floor around her feet. “Not that I'm complaining, mind you, just curious.”

“We were just shopping and got some sexy outfits and a couple of new toys,” Katie giggled, stepping back far enough to pull her tank top over her head and drop her jeans to the floor before shimmying out of her lacy panties.

While her tits developed nicely since her first period a little more than a year and a half before, they still remained barely an A cup with quarter sized caramel colored areola. She rarely wore a bra, really needing it only for modesty reasons after the school officials complained her extremely sensitive pencil eraser sized nipples tended to constantly poke out provocatively through her tops. Her pussy hair was wispy and thin, so she just routinely shaved it all off, a little girl look for her pronounced mons and cunt with which her father and grandmother both wholeheartedly agreed.

Lena unhooked her own bra and peeled off her silky panties, the gusset sticking slightly for just a second in her already moist pussy lips. She handed them, along with Katie's, to James to sniff while she gathered up the other scattered clothing and walked back toward the bedroom with her granddaughter. Lena knew James would put the soiled panties in the laundry himself after he sniffed, licked and most likely jerked off in them.

“Should we show him the new stuff now?” Katie asked as she squatted on the commode to piss while Lena put the dirty clothing in a hamper.

“Naw, let's do it later,” her grandmother replied, turning to watch the last of Katie's piss splash into the toilet water, “we'll have dinner and I'll tell you both all about Uncle Stan.”

Katie finished pissing and leaned back spreading her legs wide. As she had done whenever they were together since the first time she sexually touched her granddaughter three years before, Lena folded some toilet paper and reached between Katie's legs to wipe her dry. Then they changed places, with Katie drying her grandmother's pussy, to complete their daily ritual before they went back to eat dinner.

They settled into the family room after dinner, Katie with a soda and Lena and James with a glass of wine. Lena sat on her favorite comfortable overstuffed rocking chair while Katie snuggled under her father's arm on the sofa facing her. Katie idly fondling James' half hard dick and his fingers lightly brushing over his daughter's erect left nipple. A few drops of dried cum were crusted on both Lena and Katie's cheeks from the blow job they gave him together right after dinner.

“So...um...Uncle Stan,” Lena began dreamily while absentmindedly lightly pinching her right nipple and taking a sip of her wine. “I get wet just thinking back, reminded of all the fond memories I have of that time. I guess I should just begin at the beginning....

….First of all, Uncle Stan wasn't really my uncle. He was my father's best friend from the time they were little kids growing up together. He also was a completely degenerate pervert who was always very...very...good to me.

As you know, my father fondled me my entire life or at least as long back as I could remember, but he waited until I was almost eleven before he actually fucked me the first time. Now I'm not complaining. I loved it...the way he touched me...licked my bare pussy...fingered me...showed me how to touch myself and cum...taught me how to lick and suck him...and eventually filled my tight young cunt with his cock and cum.

My mother didn't pay that much attention to either of us. She was too caught up in her church activities and such. I'm not sure if she didn't know or didn't care that he fondled and fucked me. Sometimes I think she ignored all the obvious signs, like the way he rubbed my ass when hugging me or I squirmed in his lap when we watched TV, so she didn't have to bother fucking him herself any more than necessary.

By the time I was twelve or thirteen I don't think he made more than a token effort to hide what we were doing any longer. My pussy was always wet and ready for him. So every time we had a chance, Daddy would fondle my flat nipples and finger my pussy and I would hold and stroke his cock, in and out of his pants.

Uncle Stan lived in a house about two blocks away from ours he bought long before I was born. He had a photography business in town...weddings, school yearbooks and the like, he ran out of that house with a darkroom and studio in the basement. What only a very few people knew, including my father, was he had another business...taking explicit pornographic pictures, mostly of boys and girls, from toddlers to teens, often with adult men and women. But I'm getting ahead of myself and will come back to that later.

I don't know when my father first told Uncle Stan about what he was doing with me. Looking back, I assume he knew pretty much from the very first time my father touched my pussy or I touched his cock but certainly very shortly thereafter. Even as a really little girl, I can remember the way Uncle Stan sometimes leered at me and the other kids, undressing us with his eyes, casually touching us all over and the like. I'm sure some other adults noticed but he was such a warm, wonderful and charming guy no one seemed to much care.

Twice a week, Tuesday, when she played cards with her church club, and Thursday, when there was something going on at the church itself, my mother would leave me alone with my father. Sometimes we would spend every minute she was gone in my bed with Daddy fingering and licking and eventually fucking me and I jerked and sucked him off. Other times, we would walk over to Uncle Stan's house and they would put me in the den to watch TV while they played cards and drank beer.

My father no doubt realized how intrigued I was with sex and other people's bodies, men and women. Even as a really little girl I liked looking at women's cleavage and sexy underwear in magazines. Of course, I also incessantly touched my own pussy but it wasn't until he was closer to actually fucking me, when I was around ten I think, that he showed me how to properly masturbate and have a real orgasm.

Anyway, one day when I was around nine or ten, I was in Uncle Stan's den watching TV when I found some classic girlie magazines under some others next to the couch, the kind that showed lots of tits and ass but never as much as a hairy pussy. Remember, this was in the days way before the internet and those magazines were about all there were back then.

I got really excited seeing the naked bodies. I didn't really understand what was going on but I knew it made my little pussy feel really good when I touched myself looking at the pictures. Over time on subsequent visits, I always found different magazines, some nudist publications that showed entire families naked and others that included more and more explicit sexual acts.

It was only later that I found out Uncle Stan left them there on purpose and my father knew all about it. They had a specific plan and I so enjoyed looking at the pictures and the ways they made my pussy tingle, I was more than willing to go along with whatever they wanted.

Daddy always insisted I wear a dress with some light colored panties when we visited Uncle Stan. Since I was never really very good at keeping my knees together when sitting, my father knew Uncle Stan would often get a good view up my dress at my panties and covered pussy. Once I realized he liked looking under my dress, I made a point for sitting so he always got a good look. It made my pussy tingle to see the way he tried to get a better view or squirmed when I spread my legs wide.

Sometimes I would sit in Daddy's lap while they talked with my legs so wide open the dress would bunch up around my waist and my panties would pull up into my pussy slit. It was probably sometime shortly after when Daddy started to regularly fuck me that he also started openly fondling my still flat tits, and occasionally brush his fingers over my panties, while Uncle Stan watched.

One night in particular shortly after I turned eleven, I believe, and certainly before I got my first period, I could feel Daddy's cock getting hard under my ass while sitting in his lap across from Uncle Stan. That really made my pussy tingle. As usual, Daddy fucked me before we went to Uncle Stan's that night but I was still getting hornier by the minute as he touched me with Uncle Stan watching.

When I looked over at Uncle Stan, I could see the bulge in his pants that by then I immediately recognized as a growing hard on. He smiled at me, so I smiled back, squirmed around and took Daddy's hand off my tit and placed it between my legs on my panties.

Daddy let out a low moan and started fingering me through the thin fabric. Uncle Stan smiled even wider and began rubbing his hard on through his pants. It turned me on even more seeing that he was getting aroused, combined with Daddy rubbing my clit and kissing my neck and ears. I thought he might jerk off like Daddy did sometimes watching me play with myself and that was fine with me.

Then Uncle Stan surprised me, asking Daddy if it would be alright if he took a few pictures. Daddy said it was fine with him if it was OK with me. Naturally, being right on the verge of an orgasm on my father's fingers, I had no objection at all.

When Uncle Stan left the room to get his camera, Daddy had me stand for a minute so he could slip out of his jeans and underwear, his hard cock popping right in my face. I licked a drop of his precum off the head then got back in his lap when Uncle Stan came back carrying three cameras and wearing just a t-shirt and boxers, leaving no doubt his dick was rock hard.

I could feel Daddy's rigid cock rubbing between my ass cheeks as he fondled my nipples with one hand and kissed my neck and ears. I didn't have tits yet but my nipples got hard like little ball bearings when stimulated...and I was really stimulated. With his other hand, Daddy dragged his finger up and down in my tight pussy slit through my panties, stopping to lightly circle my clit every time he reached it. I got even hotter when he started whispering in my ear telling me how wet I was getting through the fabric of the panties.

Uncle Stan was taking pictures like crazy as this was going on, his dick tenting his boxers. He moved from side to side and kept getting closer until he was practically kneeling between my knees. The entire time he was talking to us, asking me if what my Daddy was doing felt good and asking my father if I was getting hot and wet and the like. The more they talked, the dirtier and more explicit they got. It really added to my own arousal listening to them talking about me like that. I readily agreed with Uncle Stan that I was going to be their little slut without really understanding what that meant.

When Uncle Stan got really near, Daddy pushed my panties to the side, exposing the smooth lips and pink inner folds of my pussy to Uncle Stan for the first time. Daddy's finger found the tight entry hole to my cunt, swirled a fingertip around it a few times then gently pushed it into me to his first knuckle. I was so wet by then, he slipped into me easily.

I started to thrash on his hand, pleading with my father to put his finger in me deeper... and harder...and to put his cock in me...and to cum in me...like he did at home. Daddy told me he would fuck me soon but there was something I had to do first. Naturally, I instantly agreed. At that point I would do anything he wanted to get Daddy's cock in my cunt again right then.

He told me to take Uncle Stan's cock in my hand and lick the tip. I was a little surprised but turned my head back to Uncle Stan. He stood close to me, his boxers around his knees and the head of his cock just inches from my face. I barely opened my mouth and he pushed the throbbing head between my lips.

Immediately I tasted the salty alkaline flavor of the precum seeping from the slit splitting the tip of his cock. At the same time, it was both very different and quite similar to my father's, a taste I already liked a lot.

Uncle Stan was taller and heavier than my father and his cock, while pretty much the same length, was a lot thicker. He put his hand on my head and gently pushed forward, filling my mouth with the fleshy head and maybe half his length.

My father leaned forward and whispered in my ear to swirl my tongue around the head of Uncle Stan's cock the same way he taught me he liked. I looked up to see Uncle Stan smiling down at me and, with my father's finger slowly plunging in and out of my very wet and warm cunt, I bobbed my mouth up and down on Uncle Stan's dick until he moaned lowly.

The first spurt of his cum hit the back of my throat. By the third string, I gagged and sputtered, his cock slipping out of my mouth with the remainder of his cum splattering on my face and chest.

Daddy flipped me around to face him, ramming his tongue into my mouth to share Uncle Stan's jism. His finger was as deep inside my pussy as he had ever been. I let out a loud moan humping his hand wildly until my first climax that night ebbed away.

Then he stood, pulled my panties down over my ankles and my dress over my head so I was standing there totally naked still quivering from my orgasm. Daddy flopped down on the floor and had me straddle his waist, holding his cock straight up as I slowly lowered myself until I couldn't take any more inside me.

Riding him like that was my favorite position at the time. I put my hands on his chest to hold my weight and began humping up and down. I started slowly at first but quickly went faster as another orgasm welled up from deep in my cunt. Daddy put his hands on my hips and helped me go even faster, his eyes rolling back in his head as his cum erupted inside me.

Feeling his warm sticky jism filling my cunt triggered another orgasm. I wailed and flailed on his cock until the last vestiges of my climax ebbed from me. I collapsed on his chest, panting raggedly until I felt Uncle Stan's hand rolling me on my back. I looked up at him, my legs splayed wide and my father's cum oozing out of my smooth hairless pussy slit, and smiled happily.

Uncle Stan kept taking pictures the whole time....

….Lena stopped talking, drained her wine glass and looked over at her son and granddaughter. She smiled brightly even as a familiar twinge grew deep in her cunt.

Katie had straddled her father's waist, facing away from him with his cock buried in her young tight pussy. She was slowly riding up and down on him as he fondled her developing tits, pinching and pulling his thirteen year old daughter's erect nipples while frantically licking her left ear.

For a few moments, Lena watched them intently, rubbing her clit with one hand while fingering her cunt with two fingers of the other. Katie looked over at her grandmother with an impish grin on her face. She extended her arms, inviting Lena to join her and her son.

The way Katie was riding her father's cock was one of Lena's favorites, since she could lick and suck her son's balls and the base of his cock, along with her granddaughter's dripping slit and engorge clit, all in the same motion. The added bonus was tasting her son's warm salty cum just as it oozed out of her granddaughter's pussy around the base of his cock.

Lena crawled over to them slowly, her dangling tits swaying with every move. Katie's grin expanded as she reached down to flick her fingertip across her own clit repeatedly while riding her father's cock a little faster. Lena could tell Katie was rapidly approaching her own climax when the inside of her thighs began to tremble.

When his mother squeezed his balls and his daughter clamped her cunt canal on his cock as she climaxed, James' cum erupted deep in Katie's cunt. He thrust up hard and fast as his daughter thrashed on his dick until the last vestiges of her orgasm faded away and she slumped back against him.

James looked over Katie's shoulder and saw his mother grinning back at him, the combined mixture of his cum and his daughter's orgasmic juices coating her cheeks and lips. Lena stood up before leaning in to give her son a passionate tongue lashing kiss, sharing the pungent mixture still coating her tongue with him.

“I take it my story about Uncle Stan turned you both on just now as much as it did me at the time,” she laughed, helping Katie to her feet, noting the small strings of rapidly drying cum streaking the inside of her thirteen year old granddaughter's thighs. “Let's refresh our drinks, take a piss and I'll tell you the rest...and it is even better than the beginning.”

“That's quite the story, Mom, I never had any idea you were that...er...adventurous, especially at that young age,” James said to Lena as the three of them walked to the nearby powder room.

“You have no idea and I just got started on this story,” Lena chuckled, tenderly stroking her son's deflated dick.

Lena went first, shooting a strong stream of her piss into the toilet. When she finished, James dutifully wiped her pussy dry and Katie took her place. As soon as she was seated, Katie spread her thighs as wide as she could and extended her arms to her father.

“Do it with me, Daddy,” she cooed as he stepped between her knees and aimed his cock down at her pussy, “piss on my clit while I go.”

Katie reached down to pull back the fleshy hood covering her clit so that sensitive nub popped out. As her piss began to dribble into the toilet water, her father let loose a strong warm stream that splattered against Katie's exposed clit before flowing down between her pussy lips to join her piss splashing in the water below.

“I love when you do that,” the thirteen year old girl told her father before she licked the head of his dick to catch any remaining stray drops of his piss on her tongue.

“Remind me one of these days to piss inside your cunt after I fuck you...with my cum still deep in your cunt,” James murmured, wiping his daughter's pussy dry and giving her another tongue lashing kiss before helping her to stand.

“I'm going to hold you to that, Daddy, the next time we fuck in the shower this weekend,” Katie chuckled, giving his balls a gentle squeeze as they walked back to the other room, “and I want to fill your mouth with my piss then too.”

“Hey, don't forget about me,” Lena laughed, giving each of them a playful swat on their bare ass cheeks, “I want to do all of that with you both.”

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