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Str8 Story: Sex Lessons From Grandpa
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Str8 Story: Sex Lessons From Grandpa Oh God, this is so wrong. I shouldn't be watching this video. Three giggling coeds are flouncing around my bedroom, swapping swimsuit tops, showing off their enticing bodies and unknowingly putting on an erotic show as my hard cock strains against my shorts. I rationalize that my voyeurism isn't perverted because I'm not looking directly at Samantha, my granddaughter. I'm keeping my eyes focused on her two friends, Jenna and Angela. Jenna is the most voluptuous. She is laughing at her friends' much smaller breasts as she prances around the room strutting her stuff. With thick, protruding nipples and wide areolas her tits are considerably larger than either of her friends. Her gorgeous almond-shaped eyes, complements of her Asian mother, are as exotic as her mocha colored skin and voluptuous figure which I'm certain come from her African-American heritage on her father's side. I can't take my eyes off of Jenna's bouncing breasts while she dances on my bed, swinging her bikini top over her head and playfully making fun of her friends. "You call those breasts?" she laughs. "These are breasts!" she boasts as she cups her brown tits and shakes them at her friends. "Yeah, you're lucky you can stand up straight," Samantha quips as she pulls her top loose and hands it to Angela. A quick glimpse of my granddaughter's lightly freckled breasts sends unexpected pleasure signals to my already hardened cock. Her quarter-sized areolas are tipped with short, pointy nipples and her deep brown tan lines beautifully accent her perfectly shaped white domes. She's not going to win any size contests but she has impeccable breasts with erotic tan lines. I tear my eyes away to check out Angela's tits before she tucks them into Sam's bikini top. Angela is a light-skinned Latina beauty with long black hair and breasts that fall just short of what you'd consider medium size. Because of her olive complexion, her tan lines aren't as pronounced and her wide areolas kind of blend into her big puffy rose-colored nipples. While they swap swimsuit tops and compare their breasts, Jenna is bouncing around the room topless, diverting my attention away from the other two naked girls. My cock is throbbing but I don't want to get caught jacking off to explicit video of my granddaughter and her friends. I check my watch but I'm not even sure how long they've been gone. Seems like about an hour. Maybe I could risk a quick yank. Standing up, I glance out the window as I start unbuttoning my shorts. Damn! The subjects of my erotic video are already walking up from the beach. My hard-on will have to wait until later. You may not believe it but this all started rather innocently. Samantha asked if she and her friends could stay with us during beach week. My wife and I retired to our beach house a couple of years ago and have been the destination vacation for our and grandkids ever since. We love having family around and I certainly didn't mind that Samantha and her friends wanted to spend the week after their high school graduation parading around our house in skimpy bikinis. Although all three of them are eighteen, we checked in with their parents and assured them we would be responsible chaperones. It was true at the time we said it. A couple of days after they arrived, my wife received a call from her brother-in-law saying her sister was very sick and had been admitted to the hospital. She caught the next plane to Oregon, leaving me with three beautiful young women in the house. I admit that I love seeing their nubile bodies displayed in an ever-changing array of swimwear but I swear that spying or making videos was the farthest thing from my mind. After breakfast, the morning after her grandma left, Sam asked if they could use our bedroom to change for the beach. This was not an unusual request. Our room is the largest bedroom and would be less cramped with three people in it. "Sure, just let me grab my MacBook," I said, heading into the bedroom as Sam and her friends cleared the table. The spacious room was set up with a bed, dresser and nightstands on one side and a desk, filing cabinet and desk chair on the other. I grabbed my computer and came back into the kitchen to find them laughing and blushing as they finished washing the breakfast plates and glasses. They were still laughing as they grabbed their swimsuits from the other bedrooms and raced each other into my bedroom. I smiled at their youthful energy as I flipped the MacBook open. It was already on and I noticed the webcam app flashing in the upper corner. Clicking on it as I took a sip of my coffee, I almost choked when the screen filled with images of my granddaughter and her friends laughing as they stripped off their clothes. Fuck! I'd forgotten about the webcam. I bought an external webcam last year when my wife and I got tired of trying to crowd in front of the laptop while Face-timing with our grandkids. We must have left the webcam on after talking with our yesterday morning about my wife's travel plans. I knew what I was doing was immoral but I rationalized that it was an accident. I hadn't planned to do this. I knew the right thing to do. With one click I could cut the webcam's Bluetooth connection and no one would be the wiser. Spying on my granddaughter and her friends was absolutely wrong on so many levels but I'd figured one quick peek wouldn't hurt and then I'll click to disconnect. As I watched them pull their sleep tops over their heads; their hard bodies and alluring beauty were mesmerizing. I adjusted my shorts around my stiffening cock as these three panty-clad eighteen year olds compared their naked breasts in the mirror over my dresser. My eyes darted from one to the other, trying to take in everything at once. I've always loved looking at photos and videos of naked coeds but these are right in the next room. It was such a fucking turn on that my quick peek lasted much longer than I intended. Sam was the first one to strip off her panties and it seemed so perverted to wish that my own granddaughter would turn towards me so I could see her pussy. She has a beautiful apple-cheeked ass, lightly frosted with her ever-present freckles that are more prevalent between the tan lines. Jenna and Angela followed suit, revealing firm asses that were every bit as enticing as Samantha's. I stared wide-eyed at Jenna's large breasts, hanging deliciously from her chest as she bent over to remove her panties. Her nipples jutted out nearly a half of an inch and I doubt they were even aroused. I was so absorbed in Jenna's mammary display that I almost missed seeing Sam's pussy as she turned momentarily towards the camera and then back to the mirror. Fuck! I only saw it for a few seconds but my cock responded instantly. Her tan lines frame a small patch of neatly trimmed blonde pubic hair. The triangular shape makes it look like a little arrow pointing down towards her hidden treasure. I knew I was taking more than the aforementioned peek and I should have already clicked to disconnect the webcam. I was honestly just going to do it when Angela turned and started walking towards my desk, directly into the camera. The webcam is on a shelf over the desk and takes in most of the room. I studied this naked beauty, taking in all of her attributes at once, from her perfectly round tits with their puffed out nipples to her thick black pubic hair. She was laughing at something Sam said as she reached out towards my desk. "I can see why your grandma married your granddad," she said, holding up a copy of our wedding photo that I keep on my desk. "He was a damn good looking guy." "Still is if you ask me," Jenna came up behind Angela and looked over her friend's shoulder at the picture. Angela handed it to her as she turned away. My cock sprang to attention as I got my first look at Jenna's fur-lined pussy. She was standing perfectly still, almost filling my screen with her large tits and exotic looking pussy. I was devouring her body with my eyes. Her thick nipples were pointing right at me but I could barely look away from her spongy black pubic hair. I was rubbing my hard cock through my shorts as they were unintentionally putting on the most erotic show I had ever seen. I knew if I didn't click soon I'd regret it later. My hand was shaking as I finally grabbed the mouse and clicked... on the record button. When they finally emerged from my bedroom, I was sitting at the kitchen table innocently checking my email. I was watching the entire video again when I spotted them coming up from the beach. "You guys weren't gone long," I say, looking up from my computer screen. I try to keep from staring but as I look at these three ladies in their sexy bikinis all I see are their naked bodies prancing around in my room. "It's too hot," Sam says as she grabs a bottle of water from the fridge. "And there weren't any cute guys," Jenna adds with a mischievous smile. "And the old guys that were there acted like they'd never seen a girl before," Angela chimes in. "I swear there was actual drool running down their chins." She laughs as she takes a sip of Sam's water. "Well, I can't blame them," I wink. "You three would turn heads wherever you went." "Which head?" Jenna asks with a more lascivious smile. My cock twinges at the mention of an alternative head but Sam answers before I can think a worthy comeback. "Jenna!" Sam yells, her face turning a bright shade of red. "Don't say things like that in front of my grandpa." "He doesn't mind, do you Granddad?" Jenna asks. "Anyway, I'm just playing." "I don't mind," I answer. "It's all in fun, Sam." This time my wink is specifically directed at Jenna and she rewards me with a kiss on the forehead. As she pulls back from the kiss, her barely covered tits hang enticingly just inches from my face. I swallow hard as I stare at her generous cleavage and she takes her time standing back up. Hmm. It appears she is enjoying my reaction. I don't know Jenna well, this trip is the first time we've met her and I'm not sure what to make of this. "We're just going to hang by the pool, okay?" Sam asks, interrupting Jenna's show. As they head out the door it appears that Jenna has added a little more swing to her step. Her bikini-covered ass is swaying hypnotically or maybe I'm just imagining it. Perhaps I'm a little over stimulated from viewing the video and I'm reading more into this than is actually there. I check my email and then settle into my easy chair with a recent mystery novel. I find myself reading the same page over and over as my eyes wander out past the sliding glass door to where the girls are lounging on the covered patio. They've moved the lounge chairs into a circle and seem to be having a rather intense discussion. Sam gets pretty animated but the discussion seems to be focused on Angela. They go quiet for a few minutes and then Jenna points at me and the discussion picks up again. I thought I'd been caught staring at them and then I realize she was making reference to me but can't actually see me through the reflective glass. "Um... can I talk to you for a minute?" Sam asks, opening the patio door and stepping inside. "Sure, honey. Is something wrong?" "Kind of, but not really," Sam answers cryptically. She sits on the ottoman a few feet to the side of my chair and pushes her hair back over her shoulder. I reflexively glance at her breasts, picturing them naked before I can catch myself. "Whatever it is, I'm all ears." I smile, making eye contact to encourage her. "It's confidential," she says very seriously. "I can keep a secret." "Even from our parents?" she asks. "Unless it is something that puts you or your friends in danger, yes." Samantha laughs. "No danger but Angie has a problem and we think you can help us figure it out," she says quietly. "I'll do whatever I can," I tell her honestly, unable to imagine what kind of problem Angela might have that I could help. "It's about sex," she says, matter-of-factly. "Okay..." I wait for her to continue but Sam just looks at me and then glances towards her friends on the patio. "Confidential, right?" she asks again. "Cross my heart, Sam. What is it?" "Well..." Long pause. "First of all, we're all sexually active, okay?" She seems to be testing the waters to see if I'm going to freak out at this revelation. "I'm not completely shocked," I answer. "You're all over eighteen and extremely desirable young women." "Thank you." Sam's almost blushing and she takes a deep breath before she continues. "Angela has a steady boyfriend and they... have sex regularly." She pauses again and I just wait for her to continue. I think I know where this is going and I'm not sure I'm going to be able to keep my confidentiality promise. "A lot of our friends who are having sex, including Jenna, go on and on about their orgasms and how their boyfriends leave them breathless. Angela thinks something might be wrong with her because sex isn't doing that for her." She stops again and just looks at me. I just nod, not trusting myself to speak. I wasn't expecting that. An hour ago I was getting ready to jack off to video of these lovely beauties getting naked and now they want to discuss their sex lives with me. Fuck! "We've told her that nothing is wrong with her but Jenna thinks that if you talk to her it might help. You know, because you're older and more experienced." I don't know what to say. Of course, I'd love to hear about Angela's sex life, but I'm no therapist or doctor. What can I tell her? "Will you please talk to her, Grandpa?" Sam asks. "Sure, Sam. When do you want to do it?" I ask wondering why my wife isn't here to help with this. "Right away before she changes her mind, okay?" Sam is already getting up and moving towards the door as my mind races to catch up with this weird turn of events. Okay, what's the worse that can happen? I get to hear all about Angela's and maybe Jenna's sex life. Who knows, this could be better than reading erotic stories on line. I follow Sam as far as the kitchen and grab a diet coke from the fridge before sitting down at the kitchen table. "So... you think there might be something wrong with you, Angela?" I ask as the three of them settle in around the table. "Yes sir," Angela answers quietly. "And um... you can call me Angie, okay?" "Okay, Angie. Why do you think the problem is with you?" I ask, trying to act like the responsible adult. "Because unless these other girls are lying, I'm not like them," she says, hanging her head. "I'm not lying!" Jenna chimes in with a defiant look and maybe a little bit of a smirk as she looks right at me. "Just because other girls are experiencing more intense orgasms doesn't mean there is anything wrong with you, Angie." "That's what I told her," Sam adds. "Maybe she won't take your word for it because you've only been with a guy that one time and don't have a steady boyfriend," Jenna almost whispers to Sam before turning to me. "Tell her Granddad that it is as much what the guy does than what the girl does." I'm not sure exactly what that means but I try again with Angie. "Why don't you just tell me what you and your boyfriend do when you're together and maybe we can figure this out." I tell her, unexpectedly anxious to hear all the juicy details. "We fu... have sex. That's what we do when we're together." "You can say fuck if it's more comfortable. I'm not offended," I answer. "I realize you guys fuck but what else do you do?" Angie is looking everywhere except at me, and I realize that maybe all of us sitting here isn't such a good idea. "Would you rather we talk about this in private?" I ask. "We can go into my office." It's actually my bedroom but that might have sounded weird. "NO!" Her head jerks up. "They can stay. I'm just not sure why you need to know exactly what we do or who's on top?" she says. "Well... I think I agree with Jenna that if you're not having an orgasm it might be because your boyfriend isn't taking enough time." "My boyfriend is fine. It's me that can't have the orgasm." Angie is almost in tears and I wonder what I've gotten myself into. "Angie, all I'm saying is that guys usually get off faster than girls. That's a fact. If the girl isn't getting off with the sex it can usually be fixed by increasing the foreplay. I don't know if that's the problem unless you tell me what you're doing." "I told you he would know all about this stuff," Jenna says, smiling that same lascivious smile that she gave me when I was checking out her tits. "Look, maybe this is a conversation that you should have with your mother..." "No way," Angie says, vigorously shaking her head. "She thinks I'll be a virgin until I get married." "Well, your doctor then. Have a check up and tell him what you've told me." She's shaking her head before I even get the sentence out. "He's friends with my parents. I wouldn't trust him to keep it confidential," she says. "Well..." I don't quite know where to go with this. It seems obvious to me that her boyfriend either doesn't care enough about her needs or isn't experienced enough to know he's not satisfying her. "What do you want to know?" Angie says, sitting up straighter and giving me a full view of her sexy breasts. All three are still in their skimpy bikinis, which adds some nice visual effects to this erotic conversation. "How about if I just list off some typical foreplay and you tell me if you guys engage in it?" I ask, trying to make her comfortable with the conversation. "Okay." "Kissing is probably a yes," I say, trying to ease into this. "Yes," she laughs and I watch Jenna role her eyes. I give her a look and she stops. "Sucking your nipples?" My eyes drift to her chest and I picture her tempting tits nearly filling my computer screen. "Uh huh," she nods. "Blow jobs?" I ask, shifting in my chair and trying not to be obvious that my cock is enjoying this conversation. Jenna is smiling broadly but Angie is looking down and blushing as she nods her head. "Does he return the favor?" I ask. "What?" Angie's head jerks up and she looks confused by the question. "Does he eat your pussy?" Jenna blurts out before I can clarify what I meant. "Just tell the man if he goes down on you." Angie is really blushing now. "Um... yes. He does." She says just above a whisper. "When you blow him does he come in your mouth?" I ask. "Does that matter, Grandpa?" Sam asks, sticking up for her friend's embarrassment. "It goes with my follow up question, Sam." I answer. "Just nod if it's yes, Angie." She nods and I move ahead with where I was going. "Do you cum when he eats you?" I ask. She shakes her head, no. The look in her eyes tells me she gets the point of the question before the others. "But it feels good, you know, when he's licking me," she offers in her boyfriend's defense. "I'm sure it does but if you suck him until he gets off, shouldn't he eat you until you get off?" All three of them are sitting up paying attention now and I'm wondering if any of them have been eaten to orgasm. "I never thought of it that way," she says. "So... he eats you and then, I'm guessing moves right over you and you guys fuck. Is that right?" "Usually. Sometimes I suck him again after he eats me. Because, you know, like he won't be hard enough right away for it to go in me easily," she seems to be getting more comfortable talking about it. "I know this is a hard question and it's pure speculation but when he comes inside you..." I pause to find out her boyfriend's name before I continue. " What's his name?" "Rob." "When Rob comes inside you, about how close to orgasm do you think you usually are?" "I don't know. I get really excited and it feels so good but when he collapses on top of me, I still want to keep going." "Fair enough," I answer and then sit back in my chair considering what to say next. "What? What are you thinking?" Sam asks. "I don't think there is anything wrong with you," I answer. From what I've seen, everything is very right about her but I don't say that. "I think your boyfriend isn't experienced enough yet to get you off." I hold up my hand to stop her interruption. "There are a few things you can do about that." "What things?" "You can talk to him. He probably doesn't know. Tell him what you need and ask him if he'll try a few things to help you get off like he does." She's shaking her head before I even finish. "You don't know him," she says. "He would feel like I'm putting him down and telling him he's not a good lover." "He's not," I say before thinking about it. "Trust me, that would not go over well," she says. "You said a few things. What else?" "I have a feeling you're not going to like this one any better but you could go out with a guy who knows what he's doing and verify for yourself that it's not you." "I can't go out on Rob! He's my boyfriend." Her head is swirling between Jenna and Sam like she's pleading with them to agree with her. "Maybe Jenna would loan you her boyfriend just for a night so you can experience what she's getting." I don't really think this is a good idea but I say it just to get a rise out of Jenna. "I got a better idea." Jenna says, looking right at me with that half smile of hers turning up her cheek bones and making her almond shaped eyes twinkle exotically. "Why don't you show her, Granddad? You're experienced and seem to know a lot about female orgasms." I don't have a comeback for that. I'm sure my mouth is hanging open. I just stare at Jenna's defiant smile as she sits back and folds her arms across her ample chest. Touché. I smile at her like she just made the biggest joke ever but Sam's not laughing. "That is a great idea!" Sam says excitedly as she sits forward and tries to gauge my reaction. "It's a very bad idea," I say, not taking my eyes off Jenna. "Why?" Sam asks. "Because..." I pause momentarily, as my mind sorts through the myriad of reasons why I won't be giving Angie any orgasms. "I'm too old, too married and she should be fucking someone her own age." "You just made a pretty strong case that guys her own age aren't able to give her what she needs," Jenna retorts. "You are obviously not too old to fuck," she continues while glancing at my crotch. I fight the urge to look down and see if my hard cock is really that obvious. "Besides it's not like you're going to marry her or anything. You'll be like a teacher or mentor or whatever." "It's the whatever that bothers me," I respond. "Do I have a say in this?" Angie asks quietly. "There is nothing to have a say in because I'm not doing it!" I say, pushing my chair back and standing up. I'm about to make a dramatic exit when I notice the three of them staring at my crotch. This time I do look down and sure enough, the front of my shorts are tented straight out in front of me. "Fine, I'm human. So sue me!" I say and make as dramatic an exit as I can,<b> stomping </font></b>off to my bedroom. Flopping down on my bed, I feel really stupid for the way I handled that. But what the fuck was I supposed to do? Why would Jenna even suggest something like that. What would happen if Angie's parents ever found out? Or my wife? What the fuck is she thinking? And Sam thinking it's a great idea. What's that about? I'm staring at the ceiling when there's a knock on the door jam of the open door. "Hey," Angie says. "Can I come in?" "Sure." I sit up on the edge of the bed. "I'm sorry about all that. I'm sure they mean well," I say as Angie comes over and sits next to me. "I understand why you got weirded out," Angie says with a nervous laugh. "But... um... would you at least think about it?" she asks. She's sitting right next to me and she turns sideways on the bed so she's facing me. "I'd really like to know for sure if something is wrong with me." He eyes are welling up with tears and I instinctively put my arm around her. "There is nothing wrong with you, sweetheart." I tell her as I pull her against me. She's still in her bikini and I wasn't anticipating the warmth of her bare skin. My heart thumps in my chest as I will my cock not to react. "You don't know that for sure," she says, leaning her head against my shoulder. Damn! Why am I arguing with her? Because she's an eighteen-year-old girl who just needs a better boyfriend! "I'm pretty sure," I say. "And like Jenna said, I have some experience with this." I try for a lighter tone but instead I've spurred her on. "That's why you would be so perfect," she says. "It wouldn't be like I'd be going out on my boyfriend... well at least, not with anyone at school who would tell everyone about it. And I'd really like to know for sure. Please! Just tell me you'll think about it." With a heavy sigh, I relent. "I will think about it... but that's all... no promises, okay?" "Okay!" Angie hugs me tightly and kisses me lightly on the cheek. "Thank you," she says and gets up to leave. "Angie," I call her name as she gets to the door. Her bikini bottom has ridden up between her cheeks and I'm treated to a wonderful view of her near naked ass. "You need to think about this, too," I tell her as she stops and turns towards me. She just smiles. "I'm serious, this shouldn't be a spur of the moment decision." "I'll think about it, Granddad," she smiles. "It's probably all I'll think about." She disappears into the hallway. Fuck! Most guys would kill to be in my position -- a beautiful young woman wants me to prove she can have orgasms. It's like the ultimate fantasy. So why am I feeling so desperate? Not desperate, I'm scared shitless. It's one thing to fantasize about my granddaughter's friends and jack off to a video of their naked bodies. It's something else to actually have sex with one of them. When I finally emerge from my bedroom, they are out on the patio. Music is playing on one of their phones as Sam paints her toenails and Jenna braids Angie's hair. Such typical behavior makes me smile and I decide we should just have a fun afternoon. "What do you guys want to do this afternoon?" I ask, walking onto the patio with a cold beer. They turn almost in unison, with big wide grins. "Besides that," I add and we all laugh. "How about miniature golf?" Sam asks, looking from me to her companions for support. "I like that," Jenna says, "since what we really want to do is off the table." She smiles that wonderfully lascivious smile again before turning her attention back to Angie's hair. My cock stirs and I wonder if I'd be as resistant if it were Jenna instead of Angie who wants me to fuck her. Probably, they're the same age but Jenna just seems more, I don't know, worldly than the other two, in both looks and actions. "How about lunch at the pier and then miniature golf?" I ask, getting nods all around. Angie is the only one who hasn't actually spoken her ascent. We have a wonderful afternoon. All three are really fun to be with and there is relatively no sexual tension between us. It helps that their shorts outfits are much less revealing than the bikinis I was used to seeing them wear. It is also clear from their playful teasing and the way they finish each other's sentences that they are very close friends and have been for a long time. When we get home, I grill burgers and we eat outside. After dinner, they leave to sit on the beach until sunset and I call my wife. She says her sister is doing better but she won't be home for another week. I assure her that we are doing fine and that she doesn't need to worry about us. Or does she? I retreat to my bedroom to think. The question is still looming out there and I haven't decided what to do about it. After having adamantly declined, I don't realize until just this moment that I'm actually considering it. She is a beautiful young woman with a problem I am certain I can solve. There is no question that her inexperienced boyfriend is the problem. I lie down on my bed and try clearing my brain of the image of her sexy body so I can treat the decision objectively. Every time I mentally list the pros and cons the cons outweigh the pros by a huge proportion. The trouble is that my dick stays hard through the whole process, tipping the scales in favor of the pros. Fuck! I hear Sam and her friends come back inside and the TV burst to life in the living room. I consider initiating another discussion to persuade them how illogical this is but decide avoidance is a better strategy. I stay in my room, trying to read my book. As you can imagine, my mind keeps wandering. I'm just putting my book on the nightstand and turning off my light when the TV shuts off and I hear them make their way down the hall to their bedrooms. A light knock on my door and Sam sticks her head it. "Goodnight, Grandpa," she whispers into the dark room "No goodnight kiss?" I ask. "I wasn't sure you were awake," she says as she makes her way to my bed and crawls up beside me. "Just turned the light off," I answer, kissing the top of her head as she snuggles against me. "I'm sorry about this morning," she says. "I didn't mean to put you in such an awkward position." "No, I'm sorry," I respond. "I shouldn't have freaked out on you guys. My reaction was inappropriate. I should have stayed and talked it through some more." "Only part of your reaction was inappropriate," she laughs, tickling my ribs. I'm glad she can't see me blushing in the dark thinking about my tented shorts. "I'm sorry. I couldn't help that," I say, squirming away from her hand. "At least we know you weren't repulsed by the idea," she laughs again before settling her head back down on my shoulder." "Yeah, that was pretty obvious but you know this is wrong, don't you?" The length of her silence gives me my answer and I realize that the right and wrong argument isn't going to get any traction. "It's just that Angie is so self conscious, you know?" Sam lets out a long sigh and leans up to look in my face. "She thinks because her boyfriend is inept that there is something wrong with her. Now you won't have sex with her so she thinks there's something wrong with her. Instead of helping her, we're just making it worse!" She blurts this all out in one breath and then plops back down. "I just want to help her," she whispers. While I'm glad to hear that my granddaughter realizes that there is nothing wrong with Angie, I'm not sure how me fucking her is going to build her self-esteem. I choose my next words very carefully. "Are there other examples of Angie having low self-esteem?" I ask. Sam thinks for a long time before answering. "No. I think it's just with sex," she finally answers. "She's very confident in sports and she's really smart and graduated with honors." Sam takes a breath before continuing. "I know she doesn't like her body. She's always complaining that her breasts are too small and she's always afraid of losing her boyfriend to someone with a better body. That's why she won't talk to him about sex. She's afraid of losing him." It occurs to me that this is probably typical coed dramatics and I wonder if Sam feels the same way. "You two have similar bodies, you don't feel that way do you?" "No, my breasts are a little larger," she says. "But even if they weren't I don't think my body defines who I am and I've tried to tell Angie that but..." her voice trails off and we're silent for a while. "Will you at least consider helping her, Grandpa? I know you don't think it's right but is it right for her to feel rejected? And besides you could show her what a lousy fuck her boyfriend is, right?" She kisses me on the cheek and rolls over to get off the bed. "You've given me a lot to think about Sam," I answer noncommittally. "Don't take too long," she says. "We've only got tomorrow. Remember grandma said that Jenna and Angie's boyfriends can come down on Friday to join us for the weekend." I had forgotten that arrangement until just now. "I'll have an answer in the morning, Sam." I assure her, wondering how I'm going to decide. "But don't get your hopes up." "Like my teachers always tell me, don't over think it," Sam says with a big smile before leaving me alone with my thoughts. I toss and turn all night as I consider the risks, not the least of which is my wife finding out. We've continued to have a very active sex life. We're not as flexible as we once were but we don't confine ourselves to the missionary position either. We have both always been addicted to oral sex. I'm not worried about whether I'll be able to give Angie several mind-blowing orgasms but I am worried about what they might say or tweet when this is over. Sam and her friends usually sleep late but since I'm awake early, I run a few critical errands and I'm sitting at the table when they wander into the kitchen. "I'll do it," I say without any preamble. "Really?" Angie's face lights up and all three of them rush over to hug me. "But we have to talk about a few things first." I motion them to the chairs and they take their seats, looking at me like they are about to hear the meaning of life. "First, you asked me for confidentiality, Sam." She nods. "I have to ask you guys the same thing. No discussing, tweeting or anything else. When it's over, no one talks about it, agreed?" All three nod their ascent. "Second..." I don't really have a second point. "Well, I guess that was the main thing but I want to talk about how we're going to do this," I say, looking at Angie. "How did you envision it? Will you and I just go into my bedroom while Sam and Jenna wait out here?" "No way," Jenna answers for her. "We're all coming into the bedroom. We want to see what this is all about." "That's alright isn't it?" Sam looks questioningly at me. "I think that's up to Angie," I answer, not sure how I feel about an audience. "I just assumed they'd be there," Angie says. "That makes it less like I'm cheating on my boyfriend and more like you're teaching us stuff." Her logic isn't infallible but if they all want to be there while I fuck their friend... damn! What have I gotten myself into? "Okay. I've been thinking about this and we're not going to just plop down on the bed and start having sex. We're going to spend the day together and work towards it gradually, like you would in a real relationship, okay?" "Whatever you say," Angie answers, obviously eager to get past the talking stage. "You're the boss," Jenna adds. Sam just smiles appreciatively at me. "Breakfast first and then we'll go in the pool," I announce. "I'll fix breakfast while you guys get your suits on." They rush to the bedroom while I whip up some eggs and bacon. After the dishes are cleaned up we head out back to the pool. I don't have this all planned out but I know I want to start with a relatively normal setting and then gradually make it more erotic. I grab a beach ball and we start tossing it around in the pool. I stay focused on Angie even though Jenna's bouncing breasts are terribly distracting. We're all having fun and after a good round of innocent splashing I gradually begin touching Angie in a more familiar manner. At first I'm just playfully grabbing her around the waist, pulling her against me and then patting her fanny as I push away. I progress to kissing her neck and telling her how beautiful she is while my hands wander over her exposed skin. Sam and Jenna instinctively retreat to the other side of the pool with the beach ball and I turn Angie towards me. Brushing her hair from her eyes, I kiss her tenderly on the lips. My hands are lightly caressing her shoulders as her lips part and my tongue slides inside her warm mouth. She is a surprisingly good kisser and my hands roam her naked back as our tongues dance in and out of each other's mouth. Sam and Jenna have climbed out of the pool and are sunning themselves on the deck as they watch our increasingly intimate encounter. Cupping Angie's firm ass cheeks, I pull her against me and my cock makes no secret of its arousal level. Damn if she doesn't surprise me again by wrapping her legs around me and grinding her bikini-covered pussy against the bulge in my suit. With our tongues continuing their tasty probe, I untie the strings holding her bikini top and slip it out from between us. Angie halts the kiss, realizing she is topless in my backyard. Good, I was finally able to surprise her. It's fairly secluded back here and there isn't much chance anyone will see us but I have found that just the idea of being exposed outside tends to enhance the arousal. "I'm going to lick the water drops from your naked breasts," I whisper, wanting to stimulate her thoughts as well as her body. Her only response is an audible sigh as she gives into her urgings and crushes her firm tits against my chest. "I can't wait to get my mouth around your incredible nipples," I add. Unhooking her legs from behind me, I stand Angie back on her feet in the water. With my hands firmly on her waist, I smile at the sight of her lovely chest. It's even more enticing in person than on the video but my gawking is making her self-conscious and she moves her hands up toward her chest. "Don't cover yourself," I plead, pulling her hands back down. "They're not very big," she says quietly as her face blushes and she lets her arms drop to her sides. "They're perfect," I counter. "Like a masterful work of art." Leaning forward, I start licking the beads of water from the valley between her mounds. This is unbelievable. My cock is rock hard as I lick up and down, gradually widening my path to include the inside curves of her tits. Angie rests her hands on my shoulders as I slowly swirl my tongue all around the contours of her pert breasts, consciously avoiding her puffy nipples. "Hmmm," she breathes, grabbing the hair on the back of my head as I flick my tongue across one of her nipples. Without moving my mouth from her breast, I maneuver Angie towards the side of the pool. She's a petite young woman and I easily lift her up and place her bottom on the tiled edge. Positioning her legs on either side of me, I devour her exotic nipples. Damn! I've never felt anything like these puffy tits. I'm used to more conventional nipples that jut out like Jenna's but these babies are amazing. The nipple and areola is just one big bulbous tip on her round breast. I suck the entire thing in my mouth, flicking my tongue across it and trying to distend the little bud that's buried in the middle. "God, that feels good!" Angie moans as I knead her soft breasts with my hands and vigorously suck on the rounded tip. Her tits may be different but they are very sensitive. I squeeze more tightly around her breast as I continue sucking and a tiny bud emerges that I can grab with my teeth. Applying just enough pressure without actually biting, I pull her nipple away from the surrounding areola and suck it into my mouth. "Oh fuck!" Angie cries, sliding forward on the tile and humping her horny pussy against my torso. I lightly chew on her taut nipple while continuing to maul her firm breasts with my hands. Switching to her other tit and giving it the same treatment, I'm shocked by her incredible responsiveness. Her boyfriend must be a complete idiot not to be able to get her off. Releasing her tits, I motion Sam and Jenna over while I untie the strings on the side of her bikini bottom. Angie surprises me by grabbing my head and pulling me into a kiss, rekindling the intensity of our earlier tongue swapping. Damn! She is hot to trot! "Grab that folded towel and put it under her head," I instruct the other two. I hadn't intended to take it this far in the backyard but with this level of responsiveness I don't want to risk breaking the spell. Sam positions the towel as I gently push Angie onto her back on the pool decking. Jenna and Sam take up positions on either side of their friend as I peel her bikini bottom away from her skin. Fuck! I can smell her arousal without even bending down. She's already wet and ready but I remind myself to go slowly. Leaning over her prone body, I plant a light kiss on each of her bright red nipples before licking my way down her flat stomach to her navel. I tease her belly button for a couple of minutes and then raise her legs onto my shoulders to give me wide-open access to her aroused pussy. She's very wet but I don't go straight for the target. I breathe in her intoxicating aroma and then lick all around her pussy, brushing my check across her thick layer of pubic hair. I was so intent on her pussy and tits that I hadn't realized Angie had such exquisite thighs. I raise her right leg into the air and lick from the inside of her knee to the crevice at the top of her inner thigh. "Look how wet she is and he hasn't even touched her yet," Jenna says as she leans in for a closer look at Angie's pussy. "I wish he would!" Angie says as I repeat my thigh licking on her other leg. She's squirming around trying to push her pussy into contact with my tongue as I circle closer to her juicy lips. As she wriggles, her head comes off the towel and hits the bare concrete. "Oww!" Angie yells, lifting her head from the deck. Sam tosses the towel aside and scoots her bottom over so her lap is positioned under Angie's head. It's kind of a surreal moment when I look up from Angie's pussy and see my granddaughter stroking Angie's hair and watching me get ready to eat her pussy. I close my eyes and take a deep breath before lowering my face to taste her delicate charms. "Oh yeah!" Angie cries as I take a long lick up her juicy slit, lapping up her succulent nectar. Damn! She tastes good and I love that my first touch of her pussy is with my tongue. I swirl it around in her juicy hole and nibble on her labia as she arches her back and pushes against my face. "Mmmmm," Angie murmurs as I tease her wet pussy with my tongue while devouring her mouthwatering juices. I just can't seem to get enough of her succulent pussy. She is so wet and responsive and I haven't even touched her clit yet. Plunging my tongue deep inside, I drag it up to the top of her opening while she humps her horny pussy against my face. "Ohmyfuckinggod!!" Angie screams the instant my tongue touches her clit. She's bucking feverishly now as I lightly suck on her swollen love bud and use my hands to hold her down against the deck. This is when I would normally push a finger or two inside her pussy for extra stimulation but Angie is so close that I don't think it's necessary. I'll save that little trick for the next round. She's about to explode any second now. "Ohhhhhh! Fuuuuucck! Yeesssss!" Angie yells right on cue, arching her back and driving her head into Sam's lap as her body convulses and her pussy floods with a new batch of hot cream. She grabs Sam's arms squeezing them as I keep sucking her through an intensely satisfying orgasm. When her body drops back to the deck, I release her clit and eagerly lap up her steadily flowing juices. Jenna and Sam are staring wide-eyed at Angie as she gasps for breath. I want to continue eating her pussy but realize the deck is too rough. "Let's take this inside," I say as I stand up and get out of the pool. "That was amazing," Angie says dreamily. "Only round one, Babe," I assure her as I scoop her into my arms and carry her limp body into the house. Angie is short and doesn't weigh much but it's still a little bit of a workout to get her into the house and into the bedroom. The other two help me lie her on the bed. "More comfortable?" I ask as I slip off my wet swim trunks and lie down beside her. Turning on my side, I graze my hand across her abdomen. "Mmm hmm," she agrees spreading her legs as my fingers comb through her damp pubic hair. "I'm going to let you catch your breath and then we're going to do it again... only better," I tell her. "Not sure if it can get much better," she smiles, obviously hoping she's wrong about that. "Aren't you going to fuck her?" Jenna asks. "All in due time, my dear," I respond, winking at Jenna. "Watch and learn, grasshopper." By the looks on their faces, none of them get the reference. "How do you feel?" I ask Angie as my fingers glide over her slick pussy lips. Her nipples are still erect and I lightly kiss each one. "Kind of floaty," she says quietly. "Well, you're wet enough to float," I answer. She giggles bashfully as I dip my finger inside her frothing hole. "Mmm," she moans and spreads her legs farther apart. I scoop out a gob of her hot cream and bring my finger to my lips, making eye contact with her as I suck off the tasty coating. Sam and Jenna, sitting on the bed on either side of Angie's head seem captivated by my actions. Jenna's nipples in particular seem to have grown more prominent, pushing against her thin bikini top. I dip my finger a couple more times smearing her taste over her puffy, pink nipples. Both Angie and Jenna gasp as I suck her flavor from her breasts and play with her overheated pussy. "Do you kiss your boyfriend after he's had his tongue in you, or suck him after he's fucked you?" I ask Angie as my fingers slide back into her steamy opening. "Sometimes," she whispers, clearly awe-struck that we're lying here having this conversation while I lick her sexy flavoring from my fingers and her tits. "Then you know how sexy you taste," I say bringing my fingers to her lips and gently prodding them open. "Oh...my...god," Jenna whispers as she watches Angie suck her juices off of my fingers. Sam's eyes seem to be more interested in me than Angie; particularly my exposed erection, which is poking Angie's thigh. As I dip my fingers back into her hot pussy, Angie's hand encircles my cock. "Do you want me to suck you off?" she asks as I bring my fingers back to her lips. "Not right now, Sweetie," I answer even though a blowjob from one of these sexy young ladies would be wonderfully welcome. "This is all about you, remember." Jenna looks like she's going to say something but she looks at Angie and doesn't. Now her attention is on my cock, too. "But I've had my orgasm," she says, stroking her hand up and down my rigid shaft. "Only one little one," I say. "There's much more where that came from." To prove it, I position myself between her legs and start licking all around her red-hot snatch. She is much more sensitive this time and seems ready to climax in no time. I slow the pace, alternating frequently between tonguing her hole and sucking her clit. "Oh God! I'm so close!" Angie moans as I again relinquish her love bud in favor of slurping up her steadily flowing cream. Jenna and Sam are watching intently as I replace my tongue with my fingers, swirling them around inside her burning snatch as I suck her engorged clit into my mouth. "Oh fuck! Oh Fuck! Yeah! Oh YeaaaaaAAAAAH!" The final yeah turns into one continuous moan as Angie grabs the back of my head and bucks feverishly against my mouth. I vigorously pump my fingers in and out as I ease up a little on the sucking. Clamping her thighs against my ears, her pussy muscles pulsate around my fingers as her nails dig into my scalp. I keep sucking and lapping her juices as her body spasms and she jerks anxiously against my face. "Holy shit," Jenna whispers as Angie's sweat-soaked body drops back on the bed and she gulps air into her lungs. I pull my head back but leave my fingers insider her pulsating pussy. "There are condoms in that drawer," I tell Sam who raises her eyebrows at me. "I got them when I went out earlier," I answer her unasked question. Before Sam can respond, Jenna has jumped off the bed and is dashing over to the nightstand. "I'll get them," she says, excitedly opening the drawer. "A three-pack," she smiles. "You're prepared, Granddad," Jenna teases as she rips the foil package open with her teeth and extracts the lubricated sheath. "That's all they had at the local convenience store," I answer, holding my hand out for the condom. "I've got this," Jenna says, slapping my hand away as she steps closer. Grabbing my rigid cock, she expertly rolls the condom down the length of it, reinforcing my previous impression of her sexual experience. Her hand lingers at the base my shaft with her fingertips brushing my swollen balls as she tries to guide me towards Angie's splayed-open pussy. "I can take it from her," I assure her as I gently push her arm away. "Okay," Jenna smiles. "I'll just hang onto these in case we need them," she says, holding up the other two condoms. "Jenna!" Sam hisses as I align my cock with Angie's well-lubricated pussy. "What?" Jenna asks, innocently without taking her eyes from mine. "I was only trying to help." She sashays her way back to the other side of the bed and crawls up next to Angie. "You ready for the finale," I ask. "More than ready," Angie pants, having barely recovered from her recent orgasm. As my cock glides into her soggy pussy, I realize that our difference in height doesn't bode well for the missionary position. Her face will be buried in my chest while her tits are crushed against my stomach. Grabbing her thighs, I push her legs up until she's almost bent in half and drive my cock deep into her welcoming channel. "Oh yeah! Fuck me!" Angie cries as she reaches for her friends' hands. Sam and Jenna each take a hand and she smiles at them as I hold her legs down and start a steady rhythm. It's been a long time since I've fucked with a condom but the snugness of her compact pussy goes a long way towards offsetting the lack of bare skin contact. Fuck! Not only am I eating and fucking an eighteen-year-old beauty but I'm doing it with her friends sitting next to her on my bed! I've never fucked with an audience before but it is surprisingly erotic and definitely arousing. My cock has been throbbing for at least an hour before we started fucking so I slow my rhythm down to try and prolong my release but Angie is having none of it. "Harder! Oh god! Faster! Fuck me harder and faster!" she cries and I pick up my speed, jackhammering my cock in and out of her eager pussy. Jenna and Sam are holding Angie's hands and staring at the swollen rod connecting our sweat-soaked bodies. Thankfully, the plastic sheathing is helping hold off my own orgasm until I can get Angie off. "Ohhhhhhhhh! Fuck! Fuck!" Angie's knuckles are white from squeezing her friends' hands so tightly as I continue to pummel her enflamed pussy. Sensing how close she is, I let go of her legs and she instantly swings them down beside me. She arches her back and plants her heels on the bed as I grind my pelvic bone against her clit. "Oh yeah! Oh Fuck! OhhhhhhhHHHHHHH! FUCCCCCK!" Angie's orgasm hits her like a freight train rumbling through her body. She convulses, her pussy clenches, and her head thrashes around on the mattress as I slam my cock home and explode inside her quivering pussy. Fuck! Collapsing on top of her, I wrap my arms around her and flip us over so she's on top. Kissing the top of her head, I hold her tightly against me as I make eye contact with my granddaughter. Sam has a giant smile on her face and is breathing almost as hard as Angie. She just nods her approval and pats my shoulder. Turning to my left, I'm shocked to see Jenna tearing off her bikini top and exposing her gorgeous breasts. Her thick, dark nipples are fully aroused and jutting out from her large, jiggling tits. "Jesus, Jenna!" What are you doing?" Sam asks, incredulous at her friend's behavior. "Did you see that?" Jenna asks, nodding towards Angie. "That was incredible. I want some of that!" she says anxiously as she unties the strings on her bikini bottom. "But Jenna," Sam pleads. "This was for Angie." "Not anymore," Jenna says. "I've never seen anything like this and I'm not getting anywhere near this kind of pleasure from Matt. I don't know about you, Sam but there are two more condoms that shouldn't go to waste." Completely naked, Jenna kneels on the bed with her tantalizing breasts hanging inches from my face. "How long do you need to recover, old man?" Jenna teases as she pinches her taut nipples. I turn questioningly to Sam who just shrugs her shoulders and smiles. Jesus! My cock is still buried inside Angie's pussy, which hasn't even stopped quivering. I've barely caught my breath before Jenna starts flaunting her voluptuous body at me. "I... um... just give us a few minutes, Jenna." I admonish her while staring at her unabashed nakedness. Her face assumes an exaggerated pout as she sits back on her haunches with her thighs spread. Staring directly into her glistening pussy, I guess I shouldn't be surprised at how aroused she's gotten from watching us fuck but I never expected this. "So Angie," I whisper as I brush her damp hair from her forehead. "I guess we proved it wasn't you." "It's not me," she laughs. "It is definitely not me! God that was... I don't even know what that was... but thank you," she says, leaning up to kiss my lips while being careful not to disengage my spent cock from her still fluttering pussy. "So what is the problem," I probe to see if she's gotten the message. "Rob doesn't know what he's doing," she smiles. "What are you going to do about it?" I ask as she starts rocking back and forth on my semi-soft cock. "Hey, Doctor Phil," Jenna smirks. "You've got patients waiting." "I'm going to talk to him, Granddad," Angie answers as we both ignore Jenna. "Good girl," I tell her as she leans down for another kiss. We entwine our tongues for a few minutes and then I lift her off my spent cock and lie her down beside me on the bed. "My turn?" Jenna asks, reaching for my cock to remove the used rubber. "Want me to suck it hard, Granddad?" "Just wait a minute." This time I slap her hand away before she can grab my cock. "I'm going to clean up before we can do anything. Safe sex doesn't just mean condoms, it means not trading sexual fluids between partners." "He's right," Sam tells Jenna as she opens her mouth to complain. "First, I'm going to get rid of this condom and then I'm going to take a shower." I tell them as I swing my legs off the bed. "Granddad?" Jenna calls to me as I near the bathroom door. She jumps off the bed as I stop to look back. "Can I join you in the shower," she asks coyly. "It'll be like the foreplay you had with Angie in the pool." She offers encouragingly. Does this woman ever give up? I stare dumbfounded at her naked body. As my eyes take in her lush breasts, aroused nipples and fur-lined pussy, I warm up to the idea. "Good idea, Jenna," I smile. Give me a few minutes to me get rid of this," I say, pointing to my condom covered cock, "and brush my teeth then you can join me in the shower. It'll be fun." "Don't I know it!" she says, bouncing on her heels, which causes her breasts to jiggle enticingly. My cock starts responding even before I get the condom off. Whatever I've gotten myself into; it looks like it just multiplied. I wrap the used condom in some tissue and put it in the wastebasket, making a mental note to dispose of the trash before my wife gets home. Of course, the way things are going I may have more than one condom in there before the day is over. I brush my teeth, paying special attention to my pussy-coated tongue. As I wait for the shower water to heat up, I reflect on what Jenna said to Sam. Surely, she isn't suggesting that Sam include herself in our little fuckfest. Fucking her friends isn't the smartest thing I've ever done but at least it isn't . I'm about to step into the shower when Jenna appears in the doorway, looking downright edible. "Ready?" she asks. Yes! For anything! Her thick, black nipples jut out invitingly from her luscious breasts and it takes considerable constraint not to start sucking on them before I've cleaned up. Jenna joins me in the shower and we face each other with the spray hitting her back. I kiss her lightly on the lips thinking we'll take this nice and slow when she picks up the soap and starts lathering it all over my cock and balls. Fuck! "This is what we need to clean up, right?" she asks with fake innocence while her soapy hand strokes up and down my recovering shaft. Pushing her firm tits into my chest, she teases my balls with one hand and strokes my cock with the other. She's driving me close to the edge with a simple hand job. Goddamn! Unlike Angie, this girl knows exactly what she's doing. My cock is eagerly responding to her machinations but I don't want to waste cum down the shower drain. Forcing her to release my cock, I kiss her hungrily on the lips, sucking her tongue into my mouth as her hands glide around and cup my ass cheeks. Pulling me tightly against her, she grinds her horny pussy against my soapy cock. "Granddad," she sighs next to my ear. "You sure turn a girl on." She's rubbing her slick, sudsy body against me as she pinches and squeezes my ass cheeks. I lean my face down and our lips meet in a longer, more fervent kiss. Fuck! I've got to get control of this or we're going to fuck right here in the shower without any of the build up that Angie enjoyed. Breaking the kiss, I start soaping Jenna's shoulders and down over her ample chest. I consciously slow myself down, reveling in my first touch of her firm, fleshy breasts. My cock is throbbing as I graze my palms over her hard nipples and press my fingers into her tender contours. Gently pulling on her exquisite nipples, I roll them between my thumb and index finger and tug them out farther from her breasts. "Mmmmm," she says, "I want you so bad, Granddad." "I want you too, Jenna," I whisper. "I think it's time we took this to the bedroom?" "Yeah," she breathes, pushing me away so she can rinse off. After toweling each other dry, we head into the bedroom to join Angie and Sam on my king-sized bed. Jenna has her hand wrapped around my fully recovered cock, leading me into the bedroom like a pull toy. She is obviously going to be a handful and I can't wait to surprise her a little. Angie is splayed out on my bed looking as contented as she ought to after her multiple orgasms. Sam is sitting near her head, staring uncomfortably at Jenna's hand encircling my hard cock. Or maybe she's just staring at my cock, I'm not sure so I try for a little humor. "You're a little overdressed, Sam," I quip as she blushes and looks down at her bikini with wide-eyed apprehension. "I'm just kidding, Sweetheart," I tell her as Jenna and I climb onto the bed. "Fuck! I am the only one dressed, aren't I?" Sam laughs nervously. Jenna lies next to Angie, scooting her over a little by bumping her hip against Angie's bare ass. "You're perfect, Sam," I answer, kissing her on the forehead. "I was just teasing you." I assure her before taking my place next to Jenna. I kiss Jenna and her tongue slices through my barely parted lips, ramping up the passion as she swirls it around in my mouth. My hand drifts across her stomach and my fingertips come to rest against the underside of her lovely brown breast. Jenna moans into my mouth as I caress her curvaceous mammary and my fingers find her taut nipple. I pinch, twist and pull on her thick protrusion as our tongues continue to dance lustfully. As good as the kiss is, I want my mouth on these nipples. I leave a quick trail of kisses as I slide down her body and encircle her left nipple with my lips. I've wanted to suck on these babies ever since they first showed up on my computer screen. "Oh yeah," Jenna breathes as I suck her nipple into my mouth and lightly drag my teeth along its length. My thought is to go slowly like I did with Angie, build up the arousal and maybe even convince Sam and Angie to join in a little too. Jenna caresses the back of my head, as I taste her nipple, teasing it to even greater tautness. I take my time ministering to her phenomenal breasts, leisurely biting, licking and sucking until I hear a slight change in her breathing that signals she's ready for more. My cock is rock solid and I want to fuck this young woman so badly but I hold these lustful thoughts in check as I kiss my way down her body and bury my face in her thick, carpet of pubic hair. I love her nipples but this other fine attribute of her African-American ancestry is like a fucking aphrodisiac. I've never been with a black woman before and although Jenna is half Asian, her sponge-like pubic hair surrounding her thick, black labia is my erotic fantasy of a sexy black pussy. |
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