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They were on their way to Kansas City to do some weekend shopping. The sun was just coming up when Mom knocked on her front door. Seconds later, Grandma opened the door. She was red faced, panting and seemed exhausted. Mom asked if she was okay. She just smiled and said, "Yes, I'm just fine." We were quickly handed over along with the usual message from Mom for us to be good and to help our Grandma. We nodded agreement and then shoved through the closing door. We were quickly hugged by Grandma, saying how big we were getting. Grandma is a soft round lady, whose roundness making her look short but actually, she is as tall as Mom. She was still gasping and very flushed. She was dressed in an old flannelette nightgown and worn fuzzy slippers. She brought us into the kitchen and gave us some chocolate milk she knew we both liked and knew that Mom would never buy. Once seated at the table she took a big breathe and said that she needed to finish something and would be back in a minute. She left and we listened to squeaks as she bound up the stairs. After a second glass of milk, Grandma returned. She was now dressed in a more normal cotton dress and her face was less red. "Well what are we having for breakfast? I am starved how about you two?" she asked. Before we could answer she continued with, "I think, flapjacks would be good, what do you think?" My sister and I immediately agreed. "Okay Steven take Sally and your stuff upstairs and I'll call you when it's ready. My sister and I grabbed our night bags at the door and climbed the stairs to the front guest room where we slept when we were staying over. We had been up for a long ride so we lay on the old double bed waiting for Grandma to call us for breakfast. Just as Grandma called Sally noticed the closet door was ajar and the light was on. We jumped up, shut the light off and headed down stairs to have breakfast. We were fed with as many flapjacks as we could eat and told Granma about what was happening at home and school. We went to help wash and pack away the dishes but told we could clean up after lunch. Sally and I were yawning so Grandma told us to go have a nap and she would check on us later. Sally and I decided that was a good idea and returned to the guest room. Within a few minutes, it was clear that we were not going to fall asleep. Sally got up to go to the closet to see why it was left open with the light on. She opened the door and disappeared. When she didn't return I asked her what she was doing. She said she was exploring. Curious, I got up to see what she was doing. The closet was big and full of lots of boxes and clothes racks and other stuff. What attracted Sally was a large black plastic case that looked like an old sewing machine. It was shiny and had recently been pushed aside and partially covered with an old blanket. As Sally removed the blanket, she said, "Feel it, it's warm." I went over and felt the side and it was almost hot. "What is it?" I asked. Sally told me she didn't know. Sally then flipped the clips and lifted off the lid. It said Wanda's Black Love Seat, Beverley Hill, California on the inside of the lid. Inside was a black leather saddle-like object that resembled a motorbike seat. It was fixed to a base with four rubber discs as legs. It smelled strongly of Vaseline, rubber and sweat. The seat was curved with a hole in the centre of the saddle. It looked like an old vacuum cleaner we used in the garage. Also inside the case, were a number of slots with a clear plastic tube in each. They held attachments just like the vacuum cleaner. "What is it?" I asked. Sally grinned then looked up at me and smiled. "Grandma is a naughty girl. It's Grandma's riding pony," she said as she opened one of the tubes. Inside was a cream plastic cylinder with a name on it. It said Geoffrey's - 45/8 inches long and 21/4 inches diameter, May 2 1992. All up there were 7 tubes. The second held a pink cylinder with the name Ernest - 67/8 inches long and 17/8 inches in diameter and a date. Each tube held a cylinder with a different shape and man's name. Again, I was not sure of what I was looking at and asked Sally what are were. "It's a ladies electric riding pony. It's called a fucking machine. Grandma uses it to ride on when she is masturbating. Look each tube holds a penis shape that fits into the hole like this." Sally quickly attached Ernest to the saddle to show me. "Grandma can then get on it and ride it like she would ride a pony or man." She pulled an electric cord out of the saddle case and said, "See Grandma plugs this into the wall and uses this remote control to make it fuck her, I saw one something like this at Eli's house." I was at first confused as to why Grandma would use a machine to masturbate but when Sally explained that Grandma probably missed Grandpa and wanted something nice to feel inside her pussy. Since the saddle was still warm Sally immediately explained to me why Grandma was so exhausted looking this morning. Sally started to giggle as she looked through the collection of cylinders. "They are all fake penises," she continued. "I bet that each penis is a copy of someone Grandma has fucked." Several were just smooth dowel-like in shape. The rest were soft moulds of erections all fitted with a special base that locked it into the hole in the saddle. One was a strange curved penis that simple said Good-Old backdoor Jack, causing Sally to giggle even more. "What's so funny?" I asked. "Looks like Grandma enjoys being butt fucked too. What a naughty girl," sally repeated. Minutes passed then Sally said, "I wonder which penis she was using when we arrived?" Sally began placing each of the penises to her cheek to see if she could find the warmest one. "This is it, number 5," she said and examined the penis for its name and date. It said #5 Peter, 55/8 inches long and 31/8 inches in diameter, 10th Birthday, March 12th. 1972. Sally took a big breath and said, "I knew it, I knew it." I was again confused and asked Sally to explain. "Look at the name stupid. When is Dad's birthday? What year was it when Dad turned ten?" Slowly I became aware that Sally was telling me that Grandma was riding a penis named Peter when we arrived and more excitingly, that penis represented our father, her son when he was ten years old. That's younger then you. I wonder if Mom knows that Grandma and Dad use to Fuck each other?" Then without us being aware of her presences, Grandma quietly said, "Of cause she does. I still do! Look at box number 4 and see whose name is on it. Sally quickly went through the boxes opening and removing the bright orange penis. It was the biggest of the lot and had the name Paul on it. "That's your Mom's favorite. She had it made when your Uncle Paul turned 15 and your mother started playing with him." Sally looked at Grandma and asked, "Can I try it?" "Of cause you can. Which penis do you want to try first?" she asked Sally. "I want to try number five," Sally whispered. "Good choice, it's my favorite too," was Grandma's reply. Sally quickly disconnected Ernest and snapped Peter into the saddle's hole. Grandma told Sally to open the little tube and to use the lubrication on Peter too and squirt some inside her pussy before she mounted the pony. She told Sally that these were not like a real penis that were self-lubricating. Sally forgot about me and quickly undressed. While Sally was undressing Grandma opened the small tube scooping out the jelly-like substance and spreading it evenly on Peter. When Sally was naked Grandma asked her to spread her legs. She then scooped out a finger full and pushed the dollop of jelly up into Sally's pussy. Sally closed her eyes and bent her knees as Grandma's finger moved in and out Sally's pussy. "It is a fake penis so you have to use a jelly to keep from getting sore," said Grandma as she handed the tube to me. Once Sally was well lubricated, Grandma took the pony out of its case and placed it on the floor of the guest room. Next, she attached the cord and brought the remote control to me. Carefully, Grandma showed me how the pony worked by making Peter move up and down, first slowly then faster. A different button made Peter bend and lastly another button made Peter rotate. "Steven you need to listen to Sally very carefully and do only what she asks. Sally you need to start slowly and experiment until you get it how you like it," Grandma told us. Sally stepped over the saddle then knelt down. I watched as Sally held her pussy lips open and settled over Peter. Peter slowly slipped into Sally's pussy. "Grandma I think it's too big," was Sally's moan. "Go slowly, you should be able to stretch enough if you go slow enough. Lift up and rest then try again" said Grandma. Sally lifted up and smiled. Grandma asked if Sally needed more lubricant but Sally shuck her head no. Within a minute, Sally was lowering herself back down on Peter. She reached the same depth and waited before moving slowly lower. Sally closed her eyes concentrating on her pussy's feelings. This went on for many lifts, as slowly Peter was moving deeper and deeper into Sally's pussy. Finally, Sally said that Peter was all the way in. "Just rest for a while before asking Steven to turn on the pony," was Grandma's advice. As I watched Sally looks at me and say, Turn it on." I switched the remote on and the pony moved slowly in and out her pussy. Sally closed her eyes, opened her mouth and moaned deeply as she began to ride the pony. "Grandma, is daddy still this size?" she asked. Grandmother simply said. "No, he has grown some." Sally was moaning quietly as she experimented with the pony. Within five minutes, she was trotting quickly and grinning. "Grandma I'm going to have an orgasm now" was all that Sally said when she began to ride the pony with strong and full thrusts. Grandma and I watched as Sally orgasmed then told me to switch the controls to a slow gallop. "Oh Grandma that is so good." "Good, now when you want you can try all the different options and penises" was Grandma reply. "If you want we can add to the collection with your favourites too," she commented. Sally looked at me, "Can we make a penis like Steven's. He is my favorite?" Grandma then asked Sally whether she would like to try a different one inside her. Sally nodded yes. "Well, maybe you should try this one," Grandma replied as she returned from the closet with a large shiny black one that was much bigger than the others. Sally looked and nodded agreement and lifted off Peter so Grandma could change the penis. "What is the name on this one Grandma," Sally asked. "He is called Buck Rogers and was gift from your father on my birthday. Your dad hired a big black man to celebrate my 50th birthday." I was then asked me to restart the pony. I watched as Sally lower on to Buck. All Sally said was, "Wow! I did it." She then rode the pony until she was so exhausted she nearly fell off the saddle. "That's enough for now you need to rest. The pony will wear you out if you are not careful," said Grandma helping Sally climb onto the bed. Sally was exhausted she just moaned how good it felt. "Well young man, Sally says you are bigger. I would appreciate a ride from you this morning if you want." It was clear that Sally was not going to be able to ride me, so I quickly agreed to allow Grandma to ride me. Grandma left the room then came back and washed the saddle with a soapy cloth and towel. Afterwards she carefully packed the pony away. "Well Steven, are you ready?" She came and quickly undressed me and was pleased with my erection saying, "My goodness, aren't you beautiful. Now lie down next to your sister so I can mount you." I did as I was told and waited for Grandma to climb on top of me. What surprised me was the Grandma was totally without hair. Sally was covered in pubic hairs but Grandma was hairless. Grandma climbed on me just as Sally would do and within a second had me inside her. She looked over at Sally and said, "Oh Sally he feels so good. I miss the real thing so much. If it were not for your father and uncle, I would surely die. Will you share Steven with me?" Sally thought for a moment as if debating the request then said in a teasing way, Oh well, I guess so." Grandma smiled and said, "Thank you, we can call Steven my birthday present for this year. How old are you this year Steven?" she asked. I moaned, "Thirteen..." Grandma said, "Perfect age." Grandma was riding me in a smooth gallop then asked Sally whether I was squirting sperm yet. Sally nodded yes. "Does he taste good?" Sally nodded yes again. "Oh good," was Grandma's reply. I was so excited that I simply squirted inside Grandma. "Oh Steven, that feels wonderful, now I have a new boy who can fill me." Grandma looked at Sally and whispered, "Thank you Sally." Sally just whispered back, "Your welcome, he'll get hard again in a minute. He can squirt several times before he is empty." "Oh how nice," Grandma said, as she began to ride me again. *** Mom and Dad collected us from Grandma's Sunday evening for the trip home. Mom asked if we had been good and helped around the house. Grandma just said that we were very helpful and we could come back any time, that's she'd love to have us. "They were as good as that, were they?" Mom said. "Well, we'll see what we can work it out. We didn't quite finish our shopping this week end maybe next month." Mom winked at Grandma as we left the house. END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 74