"I looked at her and I could see she was nervous, but I could also see the excitement in her eyes. Her eyes were wide, even sparkling. And her nipples got large and hard. They stood out large and proud as a man we didn't know slowly walked past her, looking closely at her body. She looked at me and smiled as she reached behind her and slowly unzipped her bathing suit. Since this was 1948, she was wearing a conservative one-piece bathing suit, like all the other women there were wearing. Or rather, had been wearing before they took them off. She paused after unzipping and quickly glanced at me again.
"You see, it was a first for us. Your Grandma and I had never been naked in front of other people before, and we were both embarrassed. But we were also very turned on by the idea. I smiled at her and hooked my thumbs in the elastic waistband of my suit and nearly yanked it down to my ankles before I lost my nerve. The couple who had invited us to their party walked out of the kitchen with a tray of drinks and stopped next to your Grandma. They were totally naked and the woman hugged your Grandma to offered some encouragement. And while hugging her, the woman gently touched your Grandma's right breast. Your Grandma froze and her eyes got wide as a saucer at the unexpected contact. Then, slowly, a grin spread across her face.
"She looked at me again, and slowly peeled her suit off her shoulders and down her body. She held onto our friend as she stepped out of her suit. Then she slowly bent over to pick it up, apparently unconcerned about the show she was putting on for several strangers behind her. She slowly folded it and gently laid it across a nearby chair. Then she hugged the woman again, pressing her naked body tightly against our friend. I could see their breasts pressing together and it excited me very much. I began to get an erection and felt embarrassed. Then she turned to me and I smiled, excited to share my wife of four years with strangers.
"So, we joined our two friends and a dozen strangers that we hoped would become our friends in the pool. And I immediately felt the freedom and the increased excitement of being nude in the pool, surrounded by twelve naked strangers.
"Our new friends were quick to welcome us. One by one, they all came up to us and hugged us. I had more naked boobs pressed against me than I had ever dreamed. And more than one of the women grabbed my cock, making it unbelievably hard. I was terribly embarrassed, but I noticed that several of the other men were hard, too. So it helped to reduce my embarrassment.
"Of course, the men were doing the same with your Grandma. I saw more hands squeeze her boobs than I expected, and I saw several men reach down and touch her pussy. At first, I was irritated and her face showed the same emotion. But after a few seconds of watching her get squeezed and caressed, I saw the irritation leave her face, replaced by a wide smile. I was always thrilled by her boobs, ever since first meeting her, but never more proud than when I watched her being hugged and touched by so many other men. And I found myself very excited as I watched other men caress and play with her body.
"It only took a few minutes and your Grandma and I were totally turned on. And when our friends saw that, the fun began."
Carrie couldn't believe what she was hearing. Less than ten minutes ago, she had brought dinner over for me, something she did every day, and she found me lying on the living room sofa sound asleep with a huge hard-on. And the longer she stared at my hard-on, the more she realized that mine was the largest cock she had ever seen.
Now here she was, listening to me, her Grandpa, describe in detail the erotic experiences of her Grandparents.
I smiled as I thought of those first few minutes tonight...
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"Grampa, are you okay?" She was gently shaking my shoulder.
"Umph. Uh... Yes, of course I am okay. Why?"
"Well, you were making strange noises. I came over with your dinner and found you on the couch making strange noises." She paused for a couple of seconds and then continued.
"And you seem... uh... excited." She pointed and I looked down at the hardest boner I had experienced in years. I quickly grabbed a couch pillow and put it on my crotch, as if covering a snake.
"Well... uh... Carrie, I guess I was dreaming." I stopped there, horrified that she would ask what I was dreaming about. And then it dawned on me that we both knew what I was dreaming about. I looked at her and then grinned.
"Yes, I was dreaming." She returned my grin.
"Obviously, it was a very exciting dream. Who was she?" I hesitated, unsure how to answer her.
Carrie Newsome was twenty-two, a graduate nurse, and living life on her own. And she was my granddaughter. Her Grandma had died two years earlier and the whole family had been talking about the need for me to go into a nursing home. I flat refused, preferring to live out the rest of my days in the house where I and my late wife had spent our entire forty-two years of marriage. Yet there were some very practical reasons that my family pointed out which suggested the logic of the nursing home option. And then Carrie was offered a job at the large hospital just two miles from me. That same week, the house next to mine went up for sale. I immediately made an offer on the house, and Carrie moved in two weeks later.
She cooked dinner for me every night and did light housekeeping, and generally checked in on me frequently, in return for living rent-free. It was a good deal for everyone.
And now it had become a little strange.
My name is Ron Newsome and my granddaughter and I had always been close. I had watched her grow from a precocious girl to a flirtatious teenager and into a beautiful woman. But it was only after she moved into the house next door that I became sexually attracted to her.
It was by accident that I discovered that the window in my second story spare bedroom looked down on Carrie's bedroom window. I had decided to leave my air conditioning off that night and I went to the spare bedroom to open the window for a cross-breeze.. I happened to look down and saw her getting ready to take a shower. Immediately, I wanted to turn away but I couldn't move. I stood, frozen, as I watched her undress from a distance of about fifteen feet, and in seconds I was more turned on than I had been in two years. I saw that her breasts were larger than they seemed while she was dressed. I saw that her areolae were elliptical and dark, and her nipples were large and hard and very dark. And I saw her pussy, her wonderful pussy, was totally unshaved.
