Four Grandpas And Me

My name is Tracy, 22 years old, blue eyes, very kissable lips, love kissing, 5 feet 4 inches, a petite 105 pounds well proportioned figure, blonde hair 10 inches down my back, perky 32C, athletic, but not an athlete. Some describe me is beautiful, but I see myself cute, very comfortable in my appearance. Can look 15 with my very young appearance. I consider myself open minded and fun to be around, maybe a mischievous brat as some have said.

I am often found with a group of older gentlemen who I know through my grandfather. After grandpa passed away from cancer, they became my volunteered guardians. My bond with them grew over an emotional time. I am treated like a princess, often called a Princess, baby girl, and another affectionate pet names. I consider us family, they are family. I am protected, cared for. I have known two of them, Jack and Carl, for many years, Mike and Ryan for four years. All are between 60 and 70, I am a third their age, All are taller than me, bigger, heavier, much stronger. Our conversations always fun with lots of playful flirtation. This will include light touching, "normal" limits, mostly nothing inappropriate. I playfully touch a hand or shoulder, and we have developed where we are all comfortable hugging. I find myself the center of attention, which I enjoy, while listening to their stories. They are all just nice men who share about their kids and grandkids. They have all expressed a desire to see them more, but the families have interest elsewhere, so they only get occasional visits. Maybe because of this they all seem to enjoy looking after me and having me around. I enjoy being at the center of the protective attention, I feel special. Grandpa looked after me since I was 13, he did not have to. I have always been around much older men who have looked after me. When grandpa passed, these four helped me get set up financially with an inherited home and investments. At my young age I am very self sufficient. I also work as a waitress at a local bar/restaurant. Helps keep me grounded, the Boss there has offered me lots of opportunity. All four know where my house key is and welcome all the time, anytime. I now affectionately calling all Papa.

A couple of months ago conversation did discuss kissing, me saying "You all need to learn how to kiss properly." I get puzzled looks and questions, before I add "I want passionate, sweep me off my feet kissing. I will show you?" I then approach Papa Jack, he is sitting in a chair, I straddle him, pressing myself tight against him, bringing my lips to his, my arms wrapped around his head, crushing his lips against mine. My tongue drives deep between his lips, probing, exploring, tasting, letting the warm intimate touch flow through me. This did startled him. After several seconds, his arms slowly wrapped around me, warmly hugging me close. The kiss lasts, 20 seconds, lingering I pull back suggesting "You can do much better with a lot of practice."

Turning, I see the surprise, if not, shocked looks from the others, but undeterred I reached my hand, pulling Papa Carl to his feet. Smiling I ask "You think you can do better than that."

He says "I can try."

I snuggle close, whispering in his ear "Do not be afraid to use your hands."

I have to reach up as he is taller, they all are taller, he bends down before our lips meet. This time big hands wrap around me much quicker, before he clutches my ass tight to him. After tongue exploration, I step back, smiling saying "That is much better."

Looking over to Papa Jack, pointing I say "I hope you were taking notes?." This bring laughter and some rude comments from the rest.

I motion with my finger to Papa Mike I smile, "Your turn". He stands, and we fall into each other's arms before a better than the first two, passionate kiss. Pulling away I just motion with my finger for Papa Ryan to come close. Looking in his eyes, I say "Next."

To my surprise, he does wrap his arms around me, but does not kiss my lips, instead forces my head to one side before soft kisses down my neck, working his way across my cheek, before crushing my lips with his. My arms wrapped around him, accepting and melting with loving approval. Lips crushed together we do a slow tongue dance before pulling away. I stepped back, looking at him glancing at the others stating "Now that is how you kiss".

Papa Jack says "That kind of kissing should be for someone you are intimate with, a lover, a partner. We are all much older than you, or you are much younger than us, don't you think that kind of kissing should be shared with someone special with you?"

I return his answer, "I do not disagree, but you all are special to me. We may not be lovers....YET."

I find it very strangely interesting, but super wonderful that I can sit here and talk openly with these men sharing my hidden desires. It is extremely stimulating hearing and seeing their reactions, cause I have bluntly ask them to help fulfil my more hidden curiosity and desire, again asking them to help fulfil mine as well as I wish to help them relive or fill theirs. I am not surprised as much as amazed at what they are now sharing in a sexual manner with me. Oh my God, I think our immediate future he is going to be so much fun.

A week later we are alone at my house, Papa Jack and me, TV is on, him sitting at one end of the couch, just normal friendly chat. We've both just finished some tea as I come to sit beside him snuggling close, his arm draped over my shoulder. This is a common atmosphere and positions that has developed over time with all my Papas. There is a pause of just silence before he asked me "What are you're thinking?"

I say "You won't be angry if I tell you?"

Papa Jack "I could never be mad at you."

I pause wanting to get this right finally asking "Do you ever think about having sex with me?" I am sure he is gathering his thoughts so I add "I have thought of having sex with you."

Papa Jack "Why would you ever want to? I am so much older, you can have any young guy you want?"

I respond "I love you, you love me, so why not? Have you ever thought about it?"

He softly says "Yes, but only in my wildest dream"

I turn my head and look up into his eyes "Then let's." My hand drifted, now gripping and rubbing his manhood.

Papa Jack groan softly "Are you sure?"

"Yes." My hand releasing him as I shift position, straddling, sitting facing him. We look at each other, perhaps differently now before our lips softly meet for a brief kiss. Then I crushed my lips against his darting, my tongue, forcing between his lips, we both still taste like the tea. After several kisses, his hands very gently, caressing down my shoulders, and my back. I lean back, guiding his hands to my breasts. I am not sure which one of us groan first, I know my eyes are in a lost dreamy expression while I see fire, dark desire in his. I unbutton his shirt, pulling open, then run my hands all over his chest. I relish the touch, just being able to enjoy, the sensation exploring his hairy chest. I am pushing his sleeves off his shoulders, he moves to help pulling the shirt off, letting it drop at the side. His hands very tentative as he starts to lift my shirt. My arms raise above my head immediately, letting him know I want him to continue. I am braless, he just stares like he has never seen boobs before. This brings a smile to my face before he runs his hands from my shoulders down easily covering both boobs in his hands. I close my eyes, my head, falling back slightly, enjoying his touch, makes me tremble. Electric shocks run through me. There is a big height, and size difference. I raise myself up as he lowers his mouth, covering one nipple, his hand on the other. My nipples are super sensitive, my back arches, responds, trying to push more into his mouth. He's very good, gently sucking, kissing, tongue running over my nipple, lips pinching making me even more horny. He pulls back and then proceeds to do the same on the other one, my hands holding his head, nails softly, digging in his scalp, running my hands through his hair. After a most enjoyable long time, I pull back, lifting his head, pressing my lips against his before easing myself back off his lap.

Kneeling in front of him, my hands fumble with his belt and zipper hissing at him, "Stand up." Pulling his pants down, we slip his shoes off, then his pants. He is semi hard my small hands grip his cock as he lets me examine, discover him completely. My hands, half the size of his, takes both to really get a firm hold. Looking up at him, his legs spread my body in between I get a real close look. He has firmed up, now about 7 inches long and very thick. I admire and examine him closely. He has big balls heavy in my hand. I stroke him gently, my fingers, not long enough to wrap all the way around his nice warm cock. My tongue runs across my lips. I plant a kiss, then pressing my lips against his head, softly sucking the first inch into my mouth. One hand cradles his balls, I marvel at the size, the warmth, tenderly getting familiar with him.

Papa gasps "Oh my God."

That makes me feel empowered, I want to devour him. My tongue licks as I suck gently before sliding more in, his cock now pressing to the back of my mouth. It is warm and throbs at my touch. I slide up and down a few times before, I think surprising him, forcing some partway down my throat. He does cause me to gag, he is very big for me. Takes a few try's before I can finally take him all deep as he can go. It pleases me knowing I am pleasing him, I love a nice cock to play with. Gives me a warm wonderful buzz inside. I move my tongue and suck, his cock, so big filling my throat and mouth. It is hard to get enough air, but I manage. A girl knows when a man is about to come so after we have some enjoyment this way, I am sure he will not last longer. I pull back letting him pop out of my mouth before I stand in front of him.

Asking "Here or the bed?"

Papa smiles "I am old, the bed please"

Taking his hand, pulling him up, I drag him over to a bench which I stand on. He's standing in front of me. We are almost eye to eye now, I unbutton my shorts, smile, giving a, well are you going to just look or take these off for me?

He just grins "I would love to."

He then gently, lovingly, ever so slowly slides my shorts and panties down my legs. I am pleased, knowing this is a very special moment for both of us, I don't want to miss a thing. I was not expecting to entertain anyone so I'm not completely shaved with a little quarter inch fuzz. He plants a kiss, his tongue trace little patterns. My legs part for him, his tongue starts to send small jolts through me. I pull his head back, jump down, take his big hand, leading him to the bedroom. I lay down on the bed on my back, biting my lower lip. His eyes fiercely intense as he moves beside me, we kiss, hands exploring everywhere before he moves down my body starting with kisses down my neck, shoulders, down my breasts, special attention to my nipples, down my tummy. He surprising me as he passes my pussy, kissing down to my knees before quickly pushing my legs very wide. A moment of visual exploration before his hands, open my lips, his tongue slides between. He forces several soft moans to escape my lips, he is very good. He brings me to a quick climax, my body is shaking. He has not touched my clit yet, I think oh my God I'm in trouble, so much trouble. I feel his finger, circling my opening pressing, but not entering.

I finally whimpered "DO IT!"

He does, pressing one finger in as deep as it can go. I try to lift my body to meet. He is too heavy. His mouth now covers my clit, doing things that drive me crazy, my hands are in a death grip clutching the sheets. I scream before catching my breath. He is relentless.

I finally have a point where I am looking down pleading, "Papa I need you inside me."

He smiles, nicely manhandling me lifting so my legs are on his shoulders, positioning himself. I feel so small with him now, he feels twice my size. I think I like being overwhelmed by him. He rubs his cock between my lips before pressing at my entrance he is so big or am so small, pretty tight. It hurts slightly, but that is gone quickly as he has just pushed one or 2 inches in. He pulls back and slides in three or four times before pushing more, and more, and more, until I have fully captured him deep inside me. We rest for a moment, letting me adjust to him, him asking if I am OK?

I reply "I am wonderful."

He slowly starts moving, my legs still wrapped around his shoulders, Papa overpowering, giving me what I need. Taking what he needs. I have come a few times clenching around him, vibrating on him, it is wonderful. I do feel him start to tighten, I see him wanting to pull out. I immediately collect him tighter to me, looking up, saying, "Please."

He understands, his head falls back he gives along gutter groan before his cock expands and shoots deep inside me, again and again and again. This sends me over the edge once more, and we share this magic together. He now asked me if I am sure I am OK with this.

"Oh my God, of course I am! Is what I wanted for a long time." Smiling I squeeze my muscles several times now enjoying his gentle hands, caressing, tenderly running over my body. I do much the same to him, both enjoying, touching, being touched. In a moment quiet, I suggest "I would like this with all the Papas, would that bother you?"

He thinks for a moment says "You picked me first then, is this is a one time only?"

I say "Oh my God I hope not! I would love to have this kind of fun any time you want."

Papa Jack "That is very special." We agree to keep this between us for now. Me wanting to share the news and more when the time is right.

I often find the group at Papa Carl's, which is a regular meeting place. He has lots of room, an open deck, so when the weather is nice just seems to be a place to be. They have been talking now for a couple of weeks about all going up to a big house up the coast one of them has access to. It is not secluded, but in a small bay where you must come in by boat. There are other vacation places down the beach to either side.

Today I am received with familiar kisses warmth and hugs. I flirt a little asking if they've all been good getting suitable rhetoric back. A chair is added where they are sitting, a drink offered. The talk is just general day-to-day stuff until they return to discussing their anticipated few days vacation coming soon.

One suggests I should join them, I laughed saying "Oh yes, me and four dirty old men? "

This brings laughter, more suggestive response of comments. Conversation turns more serious after I have suggested I would spoil the fun. They respond about enjoying a fresh younger face. I will have fun, they can teach me how to fish, catch crab, water ski, and just have a nice time.

I give them "Yeah right", saying I will consider it knowing inside I am dying to say yes.

The talk continues and after 45 minutes, they have swayed me to agree, knowing I will be the only female there, let alone the youngest person. They hint with I can bring a friend if I wish. Maybe a nice young man, always trying encourage me this way.

At one point talk did reflect back with Papa Carl remembering seeing me running around naked at the beach in my very younger days

I giggle asking "Can I run around naked there, would you mind? " I am giving my best innocent seductive smile.

Papa Jack immediately response with "I would love to see that". He gives me a knowing wink.

I respond " It would be fun, after all, I might enjoy watching you watching me"

Papa Carl states " You are such a tease"

Quickly I say"" " Who is teasing?", Adding " I think there is too much negativity regarding a naked body, besides, I like mine."

Some discussion ensues, with us agreeing nudity should just be normal. There should be no shame or embarrassment from any of us, nudity being natural. So the question of any nudity is left as we will see what happens. I firmly believe they think I was just kidding. That is, other than Papa Jack.

Conversation got very quiet at one point, very real after I mentioned I want to tell someone, I want to have sex with them. I'm worried if I do tell him, what would they think? I do get back, thoughtful comments, most indicating how lucky they would be, if I really wanted, I should feel comfortable just asking, or in the right atmosphere, just taking their hand, how could they not possibly know, etc. Softly, I ask none of them in particular, "What if it was you?"

The first comment back is, "That person would be crazy not to want you," not understanding what I just said, not getting my meaning.

Taking a breath I say "Please say nothing till I am finished. I have something personal....Papa Jack and I have been sleeping, well not really sleeping but have been sexual with each other." I see the looks directed at him adding "I asked him not to say anything. I instigated and maybe did not force him but wanted to. He also knows I want to have sex with some others. Someone here now."

There is a long pause. Papa Ryan asks "Did you mean one of us in particular?"

I take a deep breath answering "No. What I mean is with all of you." This is met with silence so I add "Before any of you argue about age, why any of you, I should find a younger lover, why not any of you? I know you all love me, I love you, this is something I want. You and I are so much more, so again why not? I have lost my parents, my grandpa, I would rather not go through the rest of my life later regretting I did not." There is a long silence, "Besides Papa Jack seems to have enjoyed. Why not the rest of you? It is not like you are taking advantage of me, maybe more me taking advantage of you."

The conversation does get crazy, all kinds of talk, agreeing and disagreeing. I do get many serious looks and they seem to see me through different eyes now. Eventually conversation does involve the kind of sex. I do blush at times but hold my own in the chat. They are surprised at my wish to involve them, trying things, experimenting, learning, but soon all sound eager to help me. Topics include toys, limits, likes, dislikes, Papa Jack suggesting I want to learn about control or lack of control. He indicates my deep desires tend to be a naturalist/exhibitionist, will embrace submission, multiple partners, and more. The conversation has more excitement than most our talks, I do love being the center of it all, even more when they argue about one thing or another, but not including me in the conversation. I am so very lucky.

Later, as I'm leaving, I do smile after hugs and cheek kisses all around, I say " This trip is clothes optional, right?"

We had discussed what I should bring, which is just my own personal belongings, I'm not allowed to chip in with food or drink, just bring myself and prepare to have some fun.