“With Angie it was just sex; a physical act,” I explain. “We didn’t have any connection beyond that. Without any depth of passion, you need… well, other things to artificially ramp up the arousal level.” I pause to gauge her reaction and she nods for me to go on. “That’s why I had her lick her own juices off my finger and why I had you guys suck Jenna’s tits.”
“And got her naked in the backyard,” Sam adds like an eager student trying to please the teacher.
“Exactly,” I reward her, “It created a level of arousal that we probably wouldn’t have attained otherwise.”
“Yeah,” Sam agrees. “Those things created arousal for all of us!”
“Exactly.” I nod. “But with you,” I sigh, running my hand over her curvaceous hip. “With you, Sam, your kiss was… like the heavens parting or something. I expected choruses of angels singing hallelujah.” I chuckle. “You were amazing.”
“Oh no, Grandpa,” Sam says. “You were amazing. I’ve never felt anything like that.” She’s squirming around, clearly anxious for more. “How many condoms did you buy?” she asks coyly.
“I bought three packs of three,” I smile. “I didn’t know how long you’d be staying.
“So nine and we’ve already used one,” Sam says, rolling me onto my back. “How long before we can do it again?” she asks while eyeing my soft member.
“Depends on you, Sam,” I answer honestly. “Have you done this before?” I ask as she positions herself between my legs. She nods but it’s a pretty hesitant confirmation.
“Wait,” I stop her just as she’s about to lick my cock. “I should clean that off first. It’s probably got spermicide from the condom on it.” I start to sit up but Sam pushes me back down.
“I’ll do it,” she says, jumping off the bed and ducking into the bathroom. I hear the water running and a few minutes later she returns with a wet washcloth.
I smile at the intensity of her focus as she hooks her thumb and index finger under my cockhead and lifts my limp member up by the tip. I’ve seen that same look of concentration for years as she’s worked on school projects or learned other new skills. I remember her specifically looking like this when she learned how to sew.
But damn! This isn’t sewing! Stretching out my flaccid tool, she’s gently washing under and around it with the warm washcloth. Her face is so close I can feel her breath on my cockhead. My cock twitches as she moves the washcloth down to my balls.
“It feels nice, Sam,” I tell her when she glances up questioningly.
“I’m not as experienced as Angie or Jenna,” she acknowledges as she tosses the washcloth aside and cradles my cock in the palm of her hand.
“You probably weren’t as experienced a kisser either and look what happened,” I assure her. “Just watch your teeth but otherwise you really can’t do anything wrong,” I chuckle.
“Okay,” Sam says with another of her radiant smiles. “Here goes.” Her smile widens and there’s a gleam in her eyes as she grips the base of my cock and slowly pulls it towards her mouth. Taking a tentative lick around the side of my cockhead she sends instant pleasure signals to my brain. Fuck!
She’s not the blowjob expert that Jenna is, but what she lacks in experience she makes up for with enthusiasm. Cupping my balls with her hand she licks up and down the sides of my recovering shaft like it’s her own personal lollipop. I know I’m not young enough to respond this quickly but when she starts teasing my balls with her fingertips and her tongue glides up my semi-erect shaft, my hips start moving of their own accord.
She hasn’t even taken me in her mouth yet but just the sight of my granddaughter’s tongue licking my cock is like some kind of aphrodisiac. My cock continues it’s arduous journey to recovery as Sam slips her lips over the head and flicks her tongue all around it. Fuck!
While her tongue teases the underside of my cock, her fingers continue to caress my sensitive balls. Like giving artificial respiration to a drowned swimmer, Sam works her tantalizing mouth tirelessly to revive my nearly dead cock. There is no doubt that a full recovery is inevitable but it happens a lot sooner than I expected.
Either Sam’s given more blowjobs than she is willing to admit or she instinctively just knows what to do and at this point, I don’t really care which. My cock is standing tall and I’m bucking my hips off the bed trying to shove more of it into my granddaughter’s eager mouth.
“I did it!” she smiles, letting my fully recovered cock slip from her lips and sitting up proudly.
“You are amazing, Sam,” I breathe as she kisses her way up my body and her hard nipples brush against my skin. Positioning her body over mine, she kisses me gently on the lips and then sits up straight
“Can I be on top?” she asks coquettishly.
“Whatever you want!” I pant as her steamy pussy lips cradle my hard cock and she rocks her hips back and forth enticingly. Her heat penetrates my cock as she slides her slick lips along the length of it. “The condoms are in the drawer,” I gasp before we get too carried away.
Sam leans over and retrieves the condom without disentangling my hard cock from between her burning lips. I almost laugh as she rips the package open and slides back off my cock. She’s grinning like a kid on Christmas morning as she wraps her hand around the base of my rigid shaft.
She does a better job with the condom this time and I am sheathed and ready to go in seconds. Like a man in a trance, I stare at her trimmed blonde triangle and glistening pussy lips as she lifts her leg up and aligns my cockhead with her well-lubricated hole.
“Oh Sam,” I sigh as my cockhead crests the threshold of her welcoming love tunnel and she effortlessly lowers herself down onto my hard cock.
“Mmmm,” Sam moans, sitting straight up as my hands encircle her waist. “God, that feels good!” she sighs.
With her knees on the bed, she starts rocking her hips with a slow rolling motion, massaging my fully recovered cock with her snug pussy. The feeling is incredible and we lock eyes as she leans forward and slides her pussy farther up my rigid shaft. She moves slowly like she’s savoring the feeling and my cock’s rigidness ramps up a notch.
Closing her eyes, Sam leans her head back and thrusts her chest out like an invitation. I can’t resist my granddaughter’s perfect tits and I move my hands up from her waist squeezing the fleshy sides as she bounces on my hard cock. As she increases the pace, her firm tits bounce enticingly in my hands and her already taut nipples brush lightly against my palms.
“Oh yeah!” Sam moans as she leans farther back and I slide one hand down her stomach across her lightly forested mound and brush my thumb against her aroused clit.