Grammy's Uncle Stan

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

Part 5

“Oh wow, Grammy, your story just gets better and better,” Katie gasped when the last vestiges of her orgasm ebbed from her body. “Do you think we could try that sometime? I kinda like the idea of strangers watching Daddy fuck me or you licking my pussy.”

Lena just grunted and buried her face in the sheets. Her son, mounting her from behind, furiously rammed his cock in and out of her cunt while slipping two fingers into her asshole. A few moments later, Lena shrieked her own orgasm as she felt James' cum erupting deep inside her.

James sat back on his heels, his deflating dick glistening with the combination of his cum and his mothers juices. Lena rolled on to her back, tenderly petting her granddaughter's head as Katie scooped some of that gooey mixture from her dripping pussy slit.

“Was that the only time you went to that porn theater with them?” James asked as he cuddled next to his mother opposite his daughter.

“Oh no, we made fairly regular visits, five or six times a year until I left for university,” Lena told them with a dreamy smile on her face. “It's been a while but I still have very fond memories of those places, the ones I visited with Uncle Stan and my father as well as those I went to later in life, but that's yet another story....”

….I think it was the third or fourth time they took me to the porn theater that one of the wildest things happened. By then, the owner recognized me on sight and, knowing I was good for a blow job before I left, he let us in for no charge. By that time, I was more comfortable with strangers touching me so my father and Uncle Stan would let them fondle my tits, finger me and even lick my pussy.

While Uncle Stan and my father were still the only ones allowed to fuck me, I was more than happy to suck cocks and have them cum in my mouth as well as all over my body. Once they would cum in me, my father or Uncle Stan would get one of the other guys to suck them hard again. That way, they would both fuck me twice while the others watched and four of the strangers got a chance to lick their cum from my cunt.

One time shortly after Maya taught me to squirt, some short fat guy with a bald head really went to work on my pussy with Uncle Stan's cum oozing out of me. I was still pretty high from that fucking and almost immediately had another orgasm. My juices exploded all over the guy's face and into his mouth. I thought he might pass out he was so happy, thanking me over and over for squirting on him. He said I could piss on him and in his mouth too if I wanted.

Anyway, the light was always pretty dim in those theaters, provided solely by the porn film playing on a large screen. As a result, I could barely make out the faces of the guys fingering or licking me. Not that it mattered since, as a thirteen or fourteen year old, they all looked old to me anyway.

I remember looking up one day right after a fat old man with a short thick cock pulled his dick out of my mouth to shoot his cum on my face. I noticed a rather younger looking man off to one side talking to my father while the two of them stroked each others cocks. When they turned to look in my direction, I thought the guy looked familiar but I wasn't sure and another guy slipped his cock into my mouth and blocked my view.

After I finished sucking that guy off, I looked up to see my father standing next to me, smiling devilishly. I thought I would have a heart attack when I looked at the young guy with my father's dick in his hand. It was the new assistant pastor at our Catholic church, the one who taught my eighth grade class catechism three times a week.

Before I could move or say anything, Father Dan put the index finger of his free hand to his smiling lips, signaling me to be quiet. I looked at my father in a panic but he just laughed and leaned over to whisper in my ear that I should be “extra nice” to Father Dan. “Extra nice” was our code word that gave me permission to fuck him.

With that, my father took Father Dan's hand off his own cock and placed it right on my puffy pussy. Father Dan took a couple of steps to the side so he was standing between my legs, his finger ever so gently rubbing up and down in my pulsing pussy slit.

I focused all my attention on him, after all my own father just gave me permission to fuck just the third guy in my life. Even knowing who he was, I had a hard time believing it was him without his clerical collar and his pants down around his knees. He wasn't quite as tall as my father and his cock looked roughly the same length and girth.

When he took a step closer, I instinctively spread my thighs. As I did so, my pussy slit gaped open, my little clit popping out and the inner folds blossoming open to reveal for him the darker entry to the deepest recesses of my cunt.

He grinned at me before dropping to one knee on the filthy floor of the theater and kissed the inside of both my thighs in turn before licking around the outside edges of my mound with the tip of his tongue. I could feel the familiar tingle of an orgasm building deep in my cunt.

My father stepped behind me, cupping my tits, pinching both nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. I let out a low groan and Father Dan looked up at me, his lust burning in his eyes.

His tongue flicked out, up through my pulsing slit and around my throbbing clit. My hips pressed forward, seeking his tongue...his fingers...his cock. He slipped a finger into my pussy slowly, gently probing my cunt canal until he found my rough spongy g-spot.

My entire body quivered at that touch. I groaned louder, my hips writhing uncontrollably as he added a second finger to my pussy while circling my taut asshole with a third. I could barely catch my breath. My inner thighs trembled with my orgasm building to a point of no return.

Then he took my clit between his lips, sucking me into his mouth and holding the throbbing nub with his teeth as he frantically flicked his tongue across the sensitive tip. I lost all control, screaming I was cumming. He used his mouth to encircle my entire mound just as my climax erupted, filling his throat with my spurting pussy juices.

I lost all track of time feeling like that massive orgasm would never end. When the last of that climax finally ebbed away, I slumped back and opened my eyes. He was standing between my legs with my father sucking his cock. Every guy in the theater was jerking off all around me, with string after string of their warm cum splattering on my face and tits and pussy.

After a few moments, I saw Father Dan tense. He pushed my father's head away, took his rigid dick in his own hand and finished jerking off on my cunt with his warm cum dribbling down between my pussy slit to my asshole. When he finished, he bent forward to kiss me on the lips, turned and walked away. A few minutes later, Uncle Stan and my father gathered me up and we left the theater....

“Holy shit, Mom, your story gets wilder and hotter all the time,” James gasped, reaching over to twist his mother's left nipple playfully.

Lena looked at her son then turned her head to look at her granddaughter. She reached her arms out to pull them both close, giving each of them a tongue lashing kiss in turn.

“Trust me, there's a lot more,” she groaned into her son's mouth, “but right now I need you to lick my pussy and suck my clit, James, while I do the same with your daughter.

After Lena climaxed on her son's face while her granddaughter did the same on hers, she laid back on the bed idly playing with her dripping cunt watching James fuck Katie in the thirteen year old's asshole.

“Was that the only time you had sex with the priest, Grammy?” Katie asked as they all relaxed with a cold drink a little while later.

“Oh no,” Lena grinned while absentmindedly fondling her left nipple, “in fact, I saw him at the theater a number of times but even more than that....”

….The next time I had catechism class, I really didn't know how to react. I tried keeping my eyes down when he walked into the classroom and blushed whenever I thought he was looking my way. Then as we were filing out of the classroom, he walked over and asked me to stay for a moment.

I didn't know what to think but figured I was in real trouble. A few of my friends had kissed a boy and even got felt up with their clothes on...and I had an orgasm with a priest finger fucking and licking my pussy in a porn theater. I just knew I was bound straight to hell and was trembling all over when he walked up to me and gently put his hand on my shoulder.

He very softly told me how much he liked what we did but wanted to be sure I knew that I couldn't tell anyone about it. When I realized I wasn't in trouble, I eagerly assured him I could keep our secret...just like I did about what I did with my father and Uncle Stan.

As we talked, he leaned back against the desk, half sitting with one foot on the floor. I could see a bulge growing in his pants and that was enough to make my pussy twitch. His hand dropped off my shoulder and brushed down across my back on to my ass. I grinned at him and stepped a little closer, putting a hand on his thigh just an inch or so from his crotch. He squirmed a little and just stared at me for a moment as if he was trying to make up his mind about something.

Then he got up, walked to the classroom door and locked it. When he turned back to me, I just grinned at him, pulled my uniform skirt up with one hand and fingered my pussy through my panties with the other. He came back to me, hooked his fingers in the waistband of my panties and pulled them down around my ankles.

He picked me up and sat me on the Sister Pauline's desk, pushed me on my back and licked and sucked and fingered me to three orgasms before I couldn't take any more. Then I unzipped his trousers and knelt in front of him, sucking off his cock until he filled my mouth and throat with his warm creamy cum.

A week or so later, I was naked at Uncle Stan's taking pictures with some of the toys he brought for me when Father Dan walked into the studio with my father. Without a word, the two of them stripped naked and Father Dan climbed on the mattress with me. Again he licked me to an orgasm and then pushed my legs up and slowly pressed his cock into my pussy. Uncle Stan fucked my father on the same mattress at the same time. Eventually that night, and others about every once a month or so, I fucked all three of them and they took turns fucking each other.

Father Dan even joined my father and Uncle Stan fucking me in front of the others the next time we went to the porn theater. He was also the one who talked my father into letting the porn store owner be the fourth guy to fuck me...as part of my fourteenth birthday celebration.

I would go to confession every Saturday afternoon with my mother. Of course I never told the other priest what I had really done but when Father Dan was hearing confessions, I would tell him in explicit detail everything I'd done that past week with Uncle Stan and my father or even my masturbation fun while he jerked off and I fingered myself. A couple of times, I was the last person there on purpose. I would step into his booth after everyone else left and ride his cock or he would fuck me from behind.

I really missed him when he got transferred to another parish in a different state about a year and a half later....

….Lena blinked her eyes open and turned to the sound of a low moan. Katie sat at her feet on the bed furiously rubbing her clit with one hand and pinching her puffy nipples with the other, Her father sat next to her jerking his rigid cock while rapidly glancing back and forth from his daughter to his mother's dripping cunt. It took a moment for Lena to realize her own pussy was so wet from recalling the fond memories of a priest from long ago. She smiled at her son then quickly fingered herself to another body spanning orgasm.

“So what else did you do with Uncle Stan and your father and the others?” Katie asked her grandmother as they settled into the comfortable lounge chairs on the patio after dinner the next night.

“Well it was mostly variations on the same things we always did,” Lena laughed as she sipped a glass of wine, “after all, there are only so many different holes to penetrate or ways to do it. You just haven't had a chance to try them all...yet.”

“I keep thinking about you going to the porn theater,” Katie said softly while idly fondling both of her developing tits. “That is just so hot.”

“Yeah it certainly was but there was something else we often did that was maybe even more arousing,” Lena grinned, putting down her wine to take James' cock in one hand and dragging a finger of the other through Katie's damp pussy slit, “and I still get wet myself remembering....”

….Sometime after Father Dan left, but before I turned fifteen, my father and Uncle Stan asked me to be the hostess for their regular poker game. I was supposed to serve drinks and such during the game. Naturally, there was a sexual element to the whole arrangement.

My father made up some excuse about me going out with him on a Friday that satisfied my mother. Frankly, I think she was happy for me to be out of the house regardless of what I might be doing. Not that I would ever tell her any of the details, but she didn't ask in any case.

When we got to Uncle Stan's house, he showed me the set up and informed me there would be four more men whom I had never met joining the game for the evening. He told me the nicer I was to them the bigger tips I could expect to get. He said that as he was stripping off my blouse and skirt then fondled my tits so I had a pretty good idea what he meant by being nice.

I smiled and told him I would be as nice as anyone could possibly want and he and my father allowed while I unzipped his pants and took his cock into my mouth. My father got in the act slipping his cock into me from behind, cumming in my pussy before Uncle Stan shot into my mouth.

After that, Uncle Stan took me to the shower and washed me as completely as anyone ever had. Then he splashed some good smelling perfume on my cheeks and tits and pussy and handed me a very sexy red outfit that consisted of a sheer see through top that ended just below my tits and and an open crotch pair of panties that disappeared between my ass cheeks in the back and outlined my pussy slit in the front.

When I modeled the outfit for Uncle Stan and my father, my nipples stiffened and my pussy twitched. Uncle Stan made a couple of probably unnecessary adjustments, giving him another chance to tweak a nipple and finger my cunt. When Daddy told me I could be as nice as I wanted with the other men that night with no other restrictions, I felt a drop or two of my pussy juices dripping down my inner thigh.

Then I remembered Uncle Stan's comment about tips and asked him what that meant. He explained that any time I did something for one of the guys, including him and my father, since he wasn't telling these men about our relationship, such as getting them a fresh beer, they were expected to give me a tip. The more I did, the bigger the tip. My pussy twitched in anticipation again.

When the doorbell rang the first time, my father grinned and nodded to me. As I opened the door, the guy standing there just stood still with his mouth wide open. I asked him to follow me and very deliberately swayed my ass with that thin strap of fabric disappearing between my cheeks.

By the time he sat down at the table and I asked him what he wanted to drink, I could see the bulge growing in his trousers. When I returned with a cold beer, he folded a dollar bill the long way, pulled the waistband of my thong out slightly and slid the bill under it. I wasn't sure what to do so my father told me to just leave the bill where it was. The same thing happened as the next three arrived and the game got started.

Uncle Stan was the one who really got things started. He called me over to get him a fresh beer. When I brought it to him, he put the dollar bill in my thong like the other men but right above my pussy with the bottom edge of the bill rubbing my clit. While he did that, he also cupped my ass, holding it tightly with a finger slipping between my cheeks.

After a moment, he let me go after putting another dollar in my panties. That seemed to break the ice with the other men. At first, they only fondled my ass when I brought them a beer or just walked by. After a while, when he was sitting out a hand, my father had me sit on his lap while he felt my tits over the top. I could see the other guys watching closely so I just smiled and put my hand down between my father's legs to feel his hard on through his jeans.

The guy next to my father let out a low moan and dropped his hand into his own lap. I smiled at him and took one of my father's hands off my tit and placed it right on my pussy. I thought that guy might have a heart attack right there and then when his face turned a bright red.

As I got off my father's lap, he put a five dollar bill in my panties, thereby setting the price for feeling my tits and pussy. I stepped over to the guy next to my father and very sweetly asked if there was something I could get or do for him. He just looked at me for a few seconds, handed me ten dollars and slid his hand up between my legs. I simply spread my thighs to give his fingers room to slip into me easily.

He probably pumped me a half dozen times when my father put his hand on the guy's arm and told him he had his money's worth. When I went to get him a beer, I took all the bills out of my panties and put them in a drawer before returning to the poker table. After that, when they weren't in a hand, the guys took turns feeling me up. I quickly found out I could make an additional five dollars by rubbing their hard ons through their pants as they fingered my pussy.

Again, Uncle Stan took it to the next level. I had already seen a few wet spots on the front of some of the guy's pants when Uncle Stan unzipped his jeans and pulled out his rock hard dick. A drop of his precum immediately bubbled to the slit on its head. He smiled at me and held out his hand, beckoning me closer.

When I stepped next to him, he pulled the sheer top over my head, exposing my developing tits and the erect nipples topping them. A quick glance told me every guy at the tale had their eyes locked on me. That made my pussy twitch even harder.

Uncle Stan then turned me around to face the other guys while he pulled my panties down over my hips and knees to fall around my ankles. I stepped out of them and bent over to pick them up, Uncle Stan slipped a finger into my pussy causing me to let out a low moan.

As I went to straighten up, one of the guys handed me twenty dollars and took the panties from my hand. When he brought them to his nose, I noticed he too had his cock out of his pants and was stroking himself furiously. After that, things happened so quickly, I'm not sure I remember every detail, but I never saw those panties again.

Uncle Stan put his hands under my arms, lifted me and laid me on the table on my back. He said something to my father who then went around and collected money from each of the other guys. He then announced to them they were free to touch me in anyway they wanted and lick my pussy and asshole if they so desired but couldn't do anything that left a mark or stick their cock in my pussy or ass.

I lost all sense of time as multiple hands fondled my tits and fingered my pussy and asshole. One guy with a stubby beard buried his face between my legs, licking my pussy slit as he fingered the entry to my cunt canal. I had an orgasm on his face even though his beard felt raspy on my mound and inside my thighs. Two more guys got me to climax using their fingers in my cunt and on my clit.

When a cock pressed against my lips, I took it into my mouth. I also stroked a dick in each hand while I was cumming on that one guy's face. Finally, one after another, each of the guys jerked off on my tits and face and pussy. When the last one was done, I slumped back on the table as they got dressed and left. Then Uncle Stan and my father both fucked me to two more orgasms.

By then it was getting late and my pussy and ass were both pretty sore. After I took a quick shower to rinse the cum off my body, I joined Uncle Stan and my father in the kitchen where they were drinking a beer. Uncle Stan turned to me and handed me a big wad of bills.

When I asked what that was all about, he told me it was my tips for the night...$227. I just looked at him in shock. Of course, there was no way I could take that much money home for my mother to see. My father gave me twenty dollars and said he would open a savings account for me with the rest. If my mother asked about the money, I was to tell her Uncle Stan paid me for helping him in the darkroom.

It was really late by the time we got home. I was tired but I had enough energy to give my father a blowjob in the car in the garage. After that, Uncle Stan hosted a poker game about once a month. After I turned sixteen, my father let me fuck whoever I wanted but also let me know I could say no to anyone without any repercussions. I didn't fuck everyone in attendance only twice....

“Damn, Mom, every time I think I heard it all, you out do yourself with the next story,” James moaned as his cum spurted on to Katie's fingers while she rubbed her clit furiously.

“Well I think you heard the most and best of it now,” Lena laughed watching her granddaughter tense and squirt her pussy juices on her father's cock and balls.

After regaining their breathes and composure, they headed to the kitchen for a cold drink before showering and going to bed. Katie idly stroked her father's cock as she asked a few questions.

“How long did that go on Grammy?”

“My father got quite ill and died during my senior year in high school but Uncle Stan and I kept going until I left for university. As you know, I went to Europe for school since I wanted to study languages. I had an ear for it and already spoke German and French before I left. Right before I left, Uncle Stan gave me a check that was my accumulated tips over the years. The check was large enough to cover my living expenses all through university. By the time I came back after working in Europe for several years and marrying your grandfather, both Uncle Stan and my mother had died. I kept working for various international companies until I retired early...and here we are.”

“Wow, that's really amazing,” Katie grinned devilishly, leaning forward to kiss Lena's left nipple, “but I do have a question. Can we find a porn theater to visit around here somewhere...and start a regular poker game?”

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