Four Grandpas And Me Continued

The day comes, I am picked up early and we arrive at the marina, I am impressed by a huge yacht that will take us to our destination, a two and a half hours ride down the coast. There is lots of room for the five of us with the boat being able to sleep eight comfortably and perhaps more. We set underway, the water is calm, we enjoy a very smooth trip. I am even allowed to steer the boat from the bridge, of course with a little guidance. Very cool. We pull into a mile long cove with homes lining both sides, lots of room between them. As we dock, I am looking up two long flights of stairs to a very large house, high up, overlooking the water and dock, wow. Their description did not do this place justice, a lower deck where the boat is moored, another deck high up in front of the house. We get a tour inside, rooms assigned with me the larger room and bed. This was against my wishes but I finally agreed.

After about half an hour, we are all settled on the upper deck, with drinks in hand, enjoying the atmosphere, the sun, the wonderful view. The men are all in shorts or trunks, I have a bikini on under my wrap. Enjoying the sun, I take my wrap and throw it to the side. I know they all are looking, enjoying the view. Conversation is light figuring out what everybody wants to do. Two do say they would like crab for dinner so they go off in a little skiff with a crab net heading to their special spot. It is late morning, the sun shinning, nice and warm. Alone on the upper deck with Papa Carl and Papa Mike I wish to work on my tan. "Which one of you would like to apply some lotion on me?"

Papa Mike " I would love to."

As he come closer, I toss him the lotion, I undo the ties and let my top drop. Turning, I lie face down, he starts to apply lotion on my back, legs being where he touches first, working his way up. Before he can move away, I turn over and say "Now the front please". I love the look and hesitation as where to start, his eyes trying to not stare. "For God's sake Papa, these are just boobs, you look like you never seen any before"

Giving a lost smile he says " And such lovely ones they are. You sure?"

"Of course otherwise I would not have asked, silly". Inside I am hot and proud of my boldness. As he is applying I mention "Make sure you do not miss anywhere".

Papa Mike does a very good job, boobs done last and nipples instantly hardening. He knows "Thank you, love to assist you anytime".

I lay in the sun, dark glasses, big floppy white sun hat and chill. After thirty minutes the other two have returned, they join us with Papa Ryan stating "Tracy seems to be getting into the spirit". The mood relaxes and the talk goes normal for us. Another forty minutes and I am very hot and need to cool down.

"I am going for a swim, anyone want to join me? Standing, not looking at any of them, I slip my bottom off. They are all looking while trying not to stare. I say "We did agree on clothing optional, right?"

They are all stuttering at once before Papa Jack says "What the hell"

I see him dropping his trunks, I say "Race you" and start down the stairs to the water, running along the wharf, before jumping in the cool water. I swim out a ways before turning, seeing two in the water and the other two also naked coming, before they jump in. The water refreshes me, I soon realizing they are better swimmers than me. I am tiring so cling onto Papa Mike, my arm wrapped around his neck. He does try to not touch but I playfully cling on. The others cannot see but watch.

Reaching down I do grab him, he is soft, giving a mischievous smile "Must be the cold water, right?"

Papa Mike says "You are so looking for trouble, you need a very hard spanking."

Me, "You threatening or promising me? This brings all sort of naughty comments from the others as I swim for the dock.

Two are still in the water, two on the wharf with me, trying not to but we all do get a good look at each other. I am beaming, turning and walking slowly back to the lower deck. Finding a spot I sit facing them all. Two of them, Pap Mike and Papa Ryan are back in their shorts. Papa Jack and Papa Carl remain naked. I ask if they want me to apply sunscreen, they respectfully decline.

I apologize " I am sorry if I embarrassed any of you."

They reassure me that all is ok and it is nice to be treated to my openness and bring some unexpected spice to the vacation. Conversation got very quiet, very real after I mention "You know I was not kidding when I said I want to sleep with all of you? I am not sleeping alone tonight. That bed is big enough for two or three."

We have talked before and now an ideal time to move forward and see where we go and what happens, enjoy the moment. I think they are reluctant to see who goes first, who makes the first move. I get up and saunter over to Papa Jack. Leaning down I kiss softly on the lips, my hand takes hold of his cock. I whisper in his ear "Come help me, please"

He nods as I keep a hold and pull him up and lead over to Papa Carl. He was sitting on the table bench, back to the table, legs spread, he has a worried look. Sitting down beside him I do steal a kiss, a long passionate kiss, his arms loose around me. I know they all are watching. I ask "Is this for me?'

Taking a firm grip on his manhood. My hand cannot fully wrap around as I start to explore and play. He is slow but starts to grow in my hands. I give a look that says it is mine now. Papa Jack says to him as he starts to play with my boobs reaching from behind me, "If you are not going to, I sure am."

I bend at the knees holding Papa Carl's cock close. I take a good look, I do love cocks, kiss the head as I rub up and down. Papa Carl has taken over exploring my boobs. He is firm touching, fingers grazing over my skin. I know the others have moved for a better look see. I close my eyes and kiss the head a few times before popping in my mouth. He jerks at my touch and this make shivers run through me.

Papa Jack has groped me from behind, touches me all over, has me squirming. He orders Papa Carl to move and sit on the table, pushing me so I am in same position but now kneeling on the bench. He states "She is too short to get at."

I know the position I am now presenting, I should be embarrassed, right? I am but also strangely thrilled, like never before. It makes me want to do more. Papa Jack now has spread my legs wide, nothing is left to imagine anymore. I am thrilled as he and, OMG another Papa has joined in as there is now an extra pair of hands. I feel faint, head spins, I try to enjoy sucking Papa Carl, taking more to the back of my mouth. His hands molesting my boobs. Both hands have pressed fingers in me from behind, getting me so hot. I stop sucking for a moment while my body shakes and a rush runs through me. Smiling I look up at Papa Carl, letting his cock push against, then down my throat. They have moved behind me, hands on my hips, a cock is rubbing between my lips before the push in. This almost breaks me, back arching, hands holding and forcing a full cock deep. I am small compared to him and so even when wet I am very tight. My body is shaking as a rhythm is started, slow and steady. OMG, I am lifted off my feet, my legs not reaching to ground as I am now just riding his cock, him holding me up like I weigh nothing. I pause, taking Papa Carl's cock, glance back seeing Papa Jack now sitting to the side watching.....Another shiver, it is Papa Ryan who is sliding in and out of me. I am not smiling but give a desperate plea to not stop. I get back to Papa Carl, this now massive cock, well massive to me, continuing until I have fully swallowed it down my throat. This bringing a guttural groan from Papa Carl. Makes me melt more inside. Getting two cocks at the same time is just overwhelming, I am lost in an exhilarating moment. Papa Ryan's rapid pace lasts five minute or more before he looses control, pumping six or seven times inside me. I do scream overtaken by my own release. Still firmly with Pap Carl in my mouth I feel him start to cum. I take him deep, forcing down my throat, catching rope after rope and can only swallow. Papa Ryan has withdrawn and I assume Papa Mike has now taken his place. I was dropped so my feet are on the floor but now again lifted off the ground again, feet dangling. He does not last very long before he to fills me another six or seven spurts before I allowed to touch the ground again.

Papa Jack is there supporting me tenderly asking "Are you al right?" concern in his voice

I nod "Thank you, I just need to catch my breath, that is some work out." There is a quiet as we all, well mostly me recover and catch my breathe.

Papa Jack "You could use a shower?" As he guides me to the outside shower, adjusting so water is cool. He washes me, helping as he states "We should go fishing."

I ask "Clothes optional?" He just shakes his head. We all are ready in thirty minutes or so and off we go. The water and the slow rocking on a beautiful day is relaxing. They in trunks, me in a bright yellow bikini, looks good against my tanned body. Once out from prying eyes I seem to loose my top. They all do take notice but say little. I find it amusing and exhilarating seeing them devour me with their eyes. I am shown how to set rod and reel up, letting trail behind the boat. So now we wait, small talk, drinks, just admiring the scenery. We pass by others fishing and get some looks, Papas all saying they are looking at me.

I tell them "Let them look, probably just jealous of you guys." Laughter and agreement all around.

We do catch several and I am helped bringing in one, was fun. They clean the fish and I have fun throwing to the birds. We now have dinner. It is late afternoon and already a very full day. I have applied sun screen but still get a little burn in more sensitive spots. Back at the house everyone helps out with preparing dinner. My top is back on, enough distractions. Very little is said about earlier today.

It is 9 o'clock in the evening, pitch black here on the upper deck. We have a crackling fire going, everybody sitting around, enjoying the quiet other than soft chat. There is a little light from the fire, very little from the house. We do see distant light from other homes down the inlet. Papa Jack is sitting on a lounger, I come close and sit down between his legs, pushing back against him, he makes no objection, nor should he. It is warm out so we all have light clothing and I have a warm blanket wrapped around me. He wants to be in the blanket so I stand rearrange so we both are snuggled together. He raps his arms around me holding both my hands. I hug, squeezing, his arms close to me, I feel warm, loved and quite content. With us under the blanket, the others cannot see, maybe guess as Papa's hands release mine, cover my breasts. His hands I welcome, I enjoy the warm rush through my body. He is slow and methodical tormenting me, but I am pleased by the touch. He is slowly and playfully twirling my nipples between his thumb and fingers, taking his time while pretending nothing is happening involving himself in the group chat. I told him he better be prepared to finish what he starts, which elicits tight pinching on both nipples. Leaning back and looking up at him, I tell him I want him to make love to me under the stars. He just has that silly wide smile as I get up, wait for him to join me. I get the blanket draped over me as he takes my hand saying to the others "We are going for a walk."

He guides me down the stairs to the first deck where we can still hear their voices, we ly on an air bed, quite visible if they look down. The blanket is laying across the bed, I am out of my clothes quickly, watching as he gets out of his. We kiss before he pushes me down, he lies beside me. I take hold of his cock and play again marvelling how big and thick he is. His hands roam my body and finally reaches between my spread legs, which I hope is an open invitation. He starts to pull me on top, but I pull away saying "I want you on top of me."

Looking at each other as he says, "I might crush you."

I whisper "Good". He then rolls on top of me crushing his body onto mine. Cock in hand, he rubbed between my lips getting it wet before pausing at my entrance.

He asks "Ready?

"Yes." He enters slowly, pushing his swollen head inside, opening me up, I givea small gasp as my body tries to move, greeting him. As the first inch of penetration my body tenses trying to lift him. He is far too heavy for me to do that. His hands grip mine, fingers interlinked as he raises mine above my head to the sides. We both know I am helpless and cannot stop him from doing anything he wants now. I try to breathe. He has a look of deep concern as I look up at him my face with a tight lipped smile. He very slowly pushes more in, pulling back, pushing in again, my legs have wrapped around his body, allowing for easy access. I am still not used to his girth, so he lets me adjust to him slowly. His weight makes it hard for me to breathe freely, but somehow I just love it. My body inside is ready to explode. He starts to move as I clutch desperately to him. My eyes drift away from him, looking straight up as I take in the starlight night, how appropriate. He bends closer, his lips crushing mine before pushing my head to the side, kissing down my neck as he builds speed in his rhythm. My body shutters with a forced orgasm leaving me, gasping for breath. He continues his assault, and I now give him a very approving smile, pretending to try to get away from his loving control. I whisper "I love you."

He replies in turn. "I love you to Babygirl." His words melt me more.

The stars, the night, the voices in the distance, his weight on top of me, his passionate lust all magical. I tighten my muscles around his cock, he groans approval. Is super special me getting pinned by one of my favorite men, unable to move but feels so right. I want this to never end. Sadly I eventually feel him expand before that body tense and he starts to pump deep inside. This is the moment a rush floods through my whole body in approval, very intense as he spurts again and again. It is such a feeling I have that I can make him cum, I am powerful.

It is very nice now every night getting to sleep with one of my lovely Papa's, I love the comfort snuggling, being wrapped in loving arms all night. I want, love, embrace the intimacy. I do have the one complaint, and that is the snoring! It is super nice now having my own all male harem, who could imagine?

I do get lots of physical and erotic attention the rest of our five days here, all memorable in their own way. Was on the third day I am halfway down the stairs, two Papas on the deck below two others just coming out of the home to the upper deck. Not thinking properly I do lean over the edge, playfully but foolishly use this super squirt gun I found getting both Papas below. I do get startled yells as they both turn startled fun yelling at me. Someone above yelled "That deserves a spanking."

The two below head towards the stairs, starting to climb towards me. I quickly drop the gun, start climb back up the stairs only to find two Papas blocking my way. I am giggling loudly now, hoping the two upstairs will just let me pass, let me get away. Unfortunately, they grab a hold of me even though I plead for them to let me go. I struggle waiting for the others to join us. I am surrounded by all four on the upper deck I plead saying "I was just having fun."

I am trying to not being punished. I am held now by the two who got wet, now holding the squirt gun. Papa Jack asks what to do with me with one of them again suggesting "She has been begging for a spanking."

I am trying to pull away, pleading, getting little sympathy, was expecting to get the gun used on me.. I really did not think this all out well, now I am firmly but lovingly manhandled with the Papas all agreeing it is time to get spanked. I think all kinds of things still giggling to no avail. Papa Jack lifts me up, carries me easily over to the picnic table bench, then easily lifts me up my feet about one foot off the ground. His foot plants firmly on the bench, then placing me over his knee, so I am helplessly, legs dangling, all my weight resting on his leg. My hair was loose, so dangles well down covering my head and face. I am wearing a very short sundress, now my ass is my body's high point. Embarrassingly exposed, papa's left arm holds me in place, I feel his right palm rubbing my ass. I squirm more "No please don't. I will be good. I promise not to do it again."

Anything to have them stop. Papa Carl states "I think she will enjoy the spanking, she has been asking for one for a long time."

I am so helpless only to say "Oh my God you won't."

At least I wore my bikini bottoms underneath, I feel my dress pushed up, exposing my butt to them. I give out a short cry as his hand firmly hits my right cheek before again on the left. I receive four fairly firm smacks, these do not really hurt. They talk between themselves, addressing how much punishment I should receive with me saying "You are not being very nice."

One asks "You going to misbehave or squirt us again?"

Being stubborn and a bit of a brat I do say "It was fun, maybe I'll pick better timing next time." I quickly realize this is the wrong thing to say as my bikini bottoms are pulled down to my knees, so I am now totally exposed, again I try to get away but firmly held. I cannot escape this embarrassing position. I received another four smacks this time on my bare bottom before his hand caresses. I think we all are enjoying my humiliation way too much but there is nothing I can do about it.

They decide an additional four smacks might be sufficient, so Papa Jack asks me "Do you consider eight more sufficient"

I reply sarcastically "Defiantly, Like I could stop you." So I am receiving another four smacks to each side of my bottom. It is feeling very warm. I expect now Papa Jack will release me and I can gain some dignity. Instead, he just holds me there, caressing my now, very red ass. My bikini bottom has fallen into my ankles, I feel him slip them off. Since we have all been making out with each other before, this is not such a big deal other than the position I'm in. Manhandled, all four of them taking a part on my punishment. Papa's hand does slide deeper between my legs, I gasp as his hand slides opening my legs, finding me very moist, eliciting a soft moan.

I am very sure he would stop if I told him to, I do not. I'm not sure if they all can see, but I believe they know where his hand is. His finger now sliding back-and-forth. I begin to squirm Papa says "You need to cum for us as an apology." Like wtf?

His finger starts to rubbing on my clit. OMG, warm electricity runs through my body. I do not want to admit it, but I do need a release now. They are all silent watching, waiting, my labored breathing has taken over. One Papa is now holding my hands, I grip very tight in my own. This is very exciting, erotic, humiliating for sure as much as overpowering. Papa Jack expertly, rolling, molesting my clip, there's nothing I can do about it. I cannot stop him. It does not take long before I feel the rush, it consumes my body, nothing I can do but let it flow through me. So it does with me frantically trying to escape but held in place. Once the rush is over, Papa Jack supports me allowing me to stand. He looks a little worried. He does ask if I'm all right. I give a sheepish smile and nod before I state "It looks like I have no dignity left".

Papa Ryan "Don't say that Tracy, that was the most awesome thing I've ever seen, no need to be embarrassed, thank you for sharing." The others expressed similar agreement, including that I need to be spanked much more often. At first there is hesitant light laughter before we all are laughing loud. Apparently they all are very fond of my ass and the rest of me to.