BABYSITTING LITTLE LISA

Part 13

First Time at Eden Valley

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My weekend with my eldest son and his family was, for this old man, a rather enlightening weekend. Until Jeff and Meagan stayed with me for a whole week, never in my wildest imagination did I suspect Eric was raising his family as practicing nudists.� Then I learned it really wasn't Eric so much as is comely wife, Paula, who grew up in a nudist camp, her father's nudist camp, or rather her father's naturist resort.� Not only that, but my two younger sons and their families were also nudists and regularly went to Paula's dad's resort.�

No wonder I hardly ever saw any of them! They had better things to do than hang around an old stick in the mud like me. But had I known I'd have been fine with it, after recovering from my initial shock.� My late wife, I don't think she'd have been as understanding or accommodating, but I sure as hell would have been.� But, perhaps I only say that after being around the Higgman's from next door and babysitting their exhibitionist little girl.� Still, it didn't sit well that I'd missed out on so much.� That was precious time that could never be recovered.

After a weekend of surprises, what surprised me the most was Paula's reaction Sunday morning when she found Meagan and Jeff in bed with me.� It was like it was the most natural thing that her kids, my grandson and granddaughter, would be in bed with me and with us all nude.� Surely she noticed my erection.� How could she not have noticed it and deduced why I was erect?� But Paula didn't seem to notice and no one, not even Eric, ever commented on it.� Good thing one of the kids wasn't blowing me at the time!

I arrived home late and even though the drive was long and in the dark, the time seemed to fly by as I recanted my visit in my mind.� Damn, it was fun!� Especially dancing with Paula and having her rub her naked tits into my bare chest.� Damn!� I sure liked that! And Eric didn't seem to care.� Or rather he didn't mind. I sure as hell didn't mind either. Was it my imagination or was she really trying to get me to stick it to her?� I bet Eric would have minded then... or would he?

As soon as I got inside the stuffy house, I flipped on the A/C, stripped off, took a leak and crashed in my bed.

Next morning I was still in the same position I was when I lay my head down.� Sound asleep, I was awakened by a little girl jumping on me.� My eyes flew open and there she was, her face just inches from mine, her hands holding me by the cheeks so as to keep my attention.� She kissed me.� It wasn't a little girl's kiss, but a full kiss on the lips, tongue and all.� Her legs were straddling my body and in reaction to the sudden assault, my hands had flown up and were gripping her high on her thighs, the tips of my fingers brushing her bare sex.� With just minor adjustments, I had one hand full of naked butt cheek and the other firmly between her legs, rubbing her toddler pussy while she kissed and tongue fucked my lips.�

With Lisa's face so close and blocking my view, I couldn't see if anyone else was in my bedroom, nor did I hear anyone else, but the cool hand on my cock told me that we weren't alone.� Even though I couldn't see nor hear her, I knew that cock-fondling hand had to belong to the child's mother, who openly molested me while I molested her little girl.� The hand was soon replaced by the warm wet carven of Staci's mouth.�

What a way to wake up!

Staci sucked me for just a minute or so, before pulling off my steely prong.

"Sorry I can't stay and play, Daddy," she said.� "But I'm running late as it is."

Breaking away from Lisa's lips and hands, I exclaimed, "What?� You tease me like that and then leave me hanging?"

"You'll live," she laughed.�

"So what do you plan to do today, Daddy?� Molest my little girl all day?"

"Not all day," I replied without taking my fingers from Lisa's bald puss.�

"Well, you two have fun.� I'll finish what I started when I pick her up after work."

"Damned right you'll finish it, you prick teasing whore."

"Oh, Daddy, I just love it when you talk to me like that," she laughed. With that Staci was out the door.

"I hunggy," Lisa declared sitting up and in doing so removing my roving fingers.�

"Your momma didn't feed you, baby?"

"Mama was running late," Lisa replied.

"Okay, so what do you want for breakfast?"

"Pancakes!"

"Pancakes? How about some cereal?"

"I don't like your cereal, Granpa."

"What?� You don't like Raisin Bran?" She wrinkled up her nose.

"I know, I think we might still have some Fruit Loops, if Jeff didn't eat it all."

"Fruit Loops?� Yea!!!"

She jumped up and dashed out of my bedroom.� Slowly I crawled out of the sack, took a leak and then wandered towards the kitchen.� Lisa was there, sitting at the table on her booster seat,� waiting for me to feed her.� On my way I didn't see where she had shucked her clothes, just a blanket strewn by the door.

"Where are your clothes?" I asked her as I pulled down a plastic bowl for her.

"I dunno."

"Where did you leave them?"

"I dunno."

"Well, we need to find them so we can go to the store later this morning."

"Mama didn't put any clothes on me this morning," she informed me.

"What?� She just wrapped you in a blanket?"

"Uh, huh."� Good thing I had squirreled away some clothes for her, otherwise we'd be stuck at home all day.

I found the Fruit Loops and thankfully there was just enough for Lisa to have a small bowl.� For me, I just whipped up a fried egg sandwich on plain toast.

With breakfast done and the dirty dishes placed in the dishwasher, we settled in for the morning, with me in my Lazy-Boy and Lisa in my lap so I could read a book or three to her before I turned on the cartoons.� All in all, it was an uneventful day.� Play time outside in my backyard, nap time with Granpa, all the usual stuff.� Even the grocery shopping went off without a hitch or incident.�

When Staci arrived to pick Lisa up later that afternoon, she made good on completing the blowjob she'd started that morning, on her knees sucking me while Lisa watched her mama servicing me.� Not a bad way to end the day.�

With them gone home, I headed out for a bite to eat, then returned home to my book, the book I'd begun before my grandkids were dropped off the week before.� I hadn't gotten too far into it when Jeff and Meagan arrived and I hadn't had time to get back into it with them being here. It wasn't a very good book and having lost my interest, I spent my time watching the pornographic videos I'd made while my grandkids were here.� I really needed to cull through and edit them, as Mike wanted all the videos with Lisa in them, and I didn't want to give him the videos where it was just my grandkids. Lisa and the kids, okay, but the kids and me, no way did I want those in his possession.� That plus I needed to obscure my face in whatever I gave him.

The following two weeks were pretty much like that.� The only real issue that arose was when I told Staci that I planned on leaving for the Labor day weekend around noon that Friday and that she needed to pick up Lisa before then.� She said she would, but come noon that Friday, Staci was a no show.� I called, but she didn't answer my calls.� I was rather pissed off by the time she did show up, at her usual time, to pick up Lisa.� She pleaded that she had tried to get off early, but her boss wouldn't let her.� I really wasn't in the mood to hear it.

Having rid myself of Lisa, I packed my car. Packed, that's a stretch. How much do you need to pack for a long weekend at a nudist camp?� I just needed my toiletries, a hat, sandals and a towel or two.� I didn't need a change of clothes.� What I had put on to drive over, I could wear driving back.

Needless to say, I was late in arriving at Eric and Paula's.� Eric was rightfully miffed at me for holding everything up.� Paula was much more understanding as to why I was running late.� The kids, the kids just wanted to be on the road and were in a hurry to see their cousins and PawPaw.�

I sat up front with Eric while Paula and the kids sat in the back of their Tahoe.� That suited me fine, as there was no chance Meagan could try and sneak a hand up the leg of my shorts with her parents sitting up front.� I'd thought about that possibility on the way over and was happy not to have to contend with that.

It was dark when we got to Eden Valley.� Eric punched in a code at the gate and we drove inside.� After a short winding drive, we were there.� Or at least we were at their trailer.� It was really too late to do anything other than get settled into the trailer.� We only had to haul in some groceries and supplies, like beer and soft drinks, so the unloading was minimal.� All that was left to do was to undress, something the kids had done before we ever drove through the gate.

Undressed, I handed my shirt, shorts and briefs to my naked daughter-in-law and she stowed them away for when we left three days hence.�

The kids wanted to immediately go see their PawPaw.� Paula nixed that idea saying that he wasn't home and they could see him tomorrow.�

"What about Lyle and Ben?" the kids asked.

"Uncle Mark, Aunt Kendra and the boys are probably at the dance," Paula informed.

"Can we go to the dance?" Jeff asked.

"Not tonight.� It's late.� You and Meagan have a snack and then get to bed.� You'll have a very busy day tomorrow."

"Aw, Mom!" he whined.

"No.� We're all tired.� Especially your grandfather.� It's been a long day for all of us."

"Can't we go outside and just walk around?"

"No, not tonight.� Now get some cookies, eat them and go to bed."

"Oh, okay..."

By then I had checked out the trailer and recognized some problems, namely the limited space and accommodations.� There was the central room with the kitchen and seating area, and at either end was a bedroom with a single large bed and a bath.�� I surmised that the usual arrangements were for Eric and Paula to sleep in the big bed, for Meagan to sleep in the other room and Jeff to sleep on the sofa.� So where was I going to sleep?� If I slept on the sofa, a prospect I wasn't relishing, then Meagan and Jeff would have to share a bed. I was certain the kids wouldn't mind that arrangement, but I wasn't so sure about what their parents might think.� Okay, maybe I was to share the spare bed with one of the kids... Jeff?� I wasn't so sure I wanted Jeff playing with my pecker all night.� Sleep with Meagan?� Well, she had slept with me two weeks before at their house and no one seemed concerned about that, so maybe...

"Pops, I'm sorry, but you'll have to bunk on the sofa tonight," Paula informed me.� "Tomorrow night, you'll stay with my dad. He has a spare king-size bed for you.� If that's alright with you."

"Uh, yeah, sure."�

I wasn't too thrilled about that, as I hardly knew the man. I'd met him only twice, once at Eric and Paula's wedding some twelve years prior and again at Mark and Kendra's wedding the following year. But we were already stepping all over each other in the cramped confines of the trailer and sleeping on the rather short sofa wasn't appealing in the least. I could just feel the crick in my neck already.� I'd make do for tonight, but for three nights?

"You know, Jeff has a good idea," Eric announced.� "Let's all take a walk and stretch our legs before turning in."

So with sleeping arrangements made and cookies consumed, we headed out for a walk in the dark.� It being almost a new moon, the thin crescent moon had already set when we headed out into the darkness.� It wasn't pitch black, as lights from within the trailers and lights from the party lights strung out along the awnings provided a good amount of soft light once the eyes adjusted.

Now, I had become perfectly comfortable being nude all day and night within my home with and without Lisa and her parents, and I quickly became comfortable being nude with Eric and his family at their home, but to be walking around outside naked... it felt weird... like I was exposed.� That was particularly true when we ran across other people out for a walk.� They, of course were nude too, but still...

"Good evening..."

"Good evening..."

It was in a weird way all so normal, yet abnormal.

We stopped a couple of times to chat with folks sitting out under their awnings.� Pretty soon the kids had disappeared into the darkness with other kids, while we were invited to cocktails.� I did my best not to stare, especially at the tits of this one incredible woman.� I'd see her again in the morning and in the harsh light of day, she wouldn't look quite as good and appealing as she did under the soft colored lights.

After a couple of highballs, we continued our walk, making a complete circle.� Along the way, Meagan and Jeff appeared out of the dark and joined us.� I couldn't help but wonder what those two had been up to in the dark with their friends.

Almost immediately Jeff started in on his mother, "Can Johnny and Dale spend the night?"

"No, there's not enough room, Jeff," Paula replied.

"Then can I stay with them?� Mr. Tom won't mind."

"No, I suppose Tom wouldn't mind," snorted Eric.� "But, yeah, go ahead.� It'll save Poppa from having to sleep on that sofa."

Eric turned to me and asked, "You don't mind sleeping with Meagan tonight, do you?"

"Uh, no."

"I didn't think so," he replied. "And I'm sure she won't mind either.� It's not like you haven't slept with her before." Shit!� What and how much did he know?�

The walk over and with a comfortable highball buzz, we made it back to the trailer.� Paula and Meagan climbed the steps to go inside, but as I was about to do the same, Eric grabbed me by the arm saying, "Can I have a word with you, Pops?"

I'm thinking, 'Oh, crap, here it comes.'

"Look, I want to put you at ease," he began.� "We know all about what went on when the kids stayed with you.� Paula and I are just glad you're not upset about our choice of lifestyles."

"Hey, I'm good with the nudist stuff," I replied relieved that he wasn't talking about the sex.

"It's not just the nudist aspect," he went on, "but the lifestyle."

"Lifestyle?� What about your lifestyle?� I told you I was good with it."

"Yes, you did and apparently you're okay with it all, but before we go any farther, I want to be completely upfront with you.�

"Paula was raised very differently than you and mom raised us.� Same goes with Kendra. I didn't realize the extent of it until after I knocked Paula up with Jeff and married her.� But the truth is, for a long time I had good reason to believe that he might actually be Paula's dad's kid.� But he's not, he's mine.

"Why would you think Jeff might have been Paula's dad's kid?"

"Think about what you just said, Pops."�

"Oh!� Oh, shit!� You mean..."

"Yeah, her old man fucks her.� Been fucking her since she was Meagan age.� Passed her around to his buddies too, buddies like Kendra's dad.� He's going to fuck her tomorrow too."

"Kendra's dad?� Our Kendra?"

"Yeah, our Kendra.� Her daddy's going to fuck her too.� They used to swap daughters... Still do."

"Holy shit!"

"That's what I said too. So did Mark when he found out.� But he married Kendra anyway.� Would you believe that Fred went with them on their honeymoon?� He did.� Paid for everything and had full privileges."

"Jesus, Eric. I had no idea."

"So, just to be brief, your boys have fallen in with hedonistic libertines.� And our families, at least Mark's and mine, are following the traditions of Paula's family and Kendra's family when it comes to family life.�

"So now you know.� And just to be clear, Paula and I don't mind you engaging a little sex play with Meagan, any more than we mind her other grandfather engaging in a little sex play with her, or even with Jeff.� One exception though, tonight when you're in bed with Meagan, no penetration.� She's no virgin, that's for sure, but she's a little young for a cock like yours, so stick to oral sex like you have been.

"One other thing, Pops.� Paula is looking forward to you screwing her.� Maybe you'll like to join us sometime this weekend for a three way.� If not, just go ahead and fuck her.� I'm good with it. She'll love it, especially if her old man is watching."

I was stunned to say the least upon hearing all that and I thought I was well past being shocked by anything, but shocked I was.� Melvin, Paula's dad, banged her?� Kendra's dad banged her too?� What about Gwen, my youngest son's wife?� Did her daddy do her too?� Of course I thought of Staci Higgman with her infatuation with her daddy.

With Eric having gotten everything off his chest, we went inside.

"Paula, Pops knows everything," Eric announced.

"Everything?"

"Yes, everything," he replied.

He then turned to me and said, "Why don't you sleep with Paula tonight?� I'll sleep with Meagan."

"Are you sure, baby,?" Paula asked.

"Yes, I'm sure. �Make the man happy, will you?"

"Glad to," she replied as she took my hand and led me to her bed.� As distracted as Paula had me, I didn't think too much about what Eric may or may not be doing that night with his nine year old daughter.� Besides, it really wasn't any of my business.

Paula left the lights on as she sprawled out on the bed offering her body to me.� An offer I gladly accepted.�

Crawling up on top of her, I went for her big tits, wallowing my face in the soft billowy pillows of girlie meat, capturing and feasting upon one fat nipple and then the other, my fingers searching for and finding her clit, her long fingernails lightly pulling through what little hair I still had while she cooed, "Yes, baby, suck Mommy's tits." After she said that a few times, I began to suspect that in addition to Eric and her daddy, Jeff regularly feasted on these beauties. This I would have to see!

Just the thought of Jeff nursing on her or perhaps having sex with his libertine mom had me hard as I'd ever been.�

"Fuck me, baby, fuck me," she whispered as her hips undulated.� I didn't need to be asked twice.� I repositioned myself over her, my rampant erection searching, searching.� Finding its target, I slid deep into her welcoming snatch. My balls had been recharging since mid-afternoon, ever since Lisa had sucked me while I waited in vain for her mother to show up on time. I felt my balls beginning to boil, and before I shot off, reluctantly I pulled out.

"You didn't cum," my comely daughter-in-law informed.

"I want this to last," I replied.

"That's what I want too," she replied.

"I want you on your hands and knees."

"Anything you want, Pops.� Just do me good."

She got into position and I moved behind her.� I enjoyed the view of her shapely ass and gave each cheek a kiss.� Grasping her hips with my hands, I slotted my calmed down cock in her and slammed into her.�����

"Oh, yes!" she wailed as I began jack hammering her from behind.�

Bam, bam, bam echoed through the trailer as I fucked her, no doubt Eric and her daughter could hear it. Apparently it could be also heard outside as someone playfully beat on the metal sides of the trailer, not that I paid them much attention.

I pulled out and pulled her on top of me, allowing me to play with her fun bags while she did all the work for a while. Her face twisted into mask of passion and I felt her cunt contracting around my cock as she orgasmed.� I felt my balls begin to boil once again, but I was beyond caring and just let it rip. I groaned loudly as my balls unloaded in her cunt, still her hips continued to move until she dislodged my softening member.��

She sort of rolled off of me and flopped down at my side.� It was then that I realized that we had an audience.

"Clean up, your Poppa," Eric directed Meagan.� To my shock, she climbed into bed and did just that.� Meanwhile Eric crawled onto the girl's mom and put it to her while I lay next to them with their daughter cleaning my cock and doing what she had proven to me that she did so well.

Apparently Eric had gotten worked up watching me screwing his wife because he didn't last that long.� Spent, he rolled to Paula's other side.�

Catching his breath, he shocked me further by telling Meagan to clean his cock.� Holy shit!� But my surprises for the night weren't over yet.� After sucking the love juices off her daddy's cock, he had her clean her mother up!

Eric sat up on an elbow to watch Meagan slurping at her mother's twice spermed cunt, then looking at me he said, "She loves having her tits sucked, Pops.� Care to join me?"� He then lowered his head to Paula's right tit.� It didn't take a genius to figure out that I was to suck her left tit. And so there we were, my son and I sucking on his wife's generous jugs while their young daughter lapped at her cunt. Not only that, it became apparent that Meagan was very familiar with getting her mom off with her mouth, as Paula was soon in the throes of another cum.

With Paula, Eric and myself sexually sated, I thought that the sexual storm was over.� But there was one more who needed to get off, Meagan.� Her daddy took care of that with his fingers.�

While he diddled her, I commented, "Jeff fucks her."

"Yeah, he and every other boy around here that's old enough.� But, we can't fuck her, Pops.� Like I said, she isn't old enough to take a man's cock."

"When will she be old enough?" I asked to satisfy my curiosity.

"Ten.� I'm going to fuck her on her tenth birthday.�

"Isn't that right, baby?"

"Uh, huh," grunted Meagan as her father's fingers danced in her young cunt.

"I'm going to fuck her, then Mel's going to fuck her.� If you want, you can fuck her too, Pops, but not until her tenth birthday.� It's a family tradition I understand, banging the daughter on her tenth birthday.� After that, she's for the taking.� Provided, of course, that she doesn't object. No still means no, but I don't anticipate the little whore objecting."

It was rather jarring to my sensibilities to hear Eric call my sweet granddaughter a little whore, but perhaps I'd get used to it.