Chapter 10

I didn’t have to see Ellie’s face to know the expression written across it. She was shocked at the forwardness of these two older women. Forgotten was the fact that we had been watched. The only thing that mattered now was what the older women were suggesting right then and there.

When Ellie didn’t respond to the woman’s suggestion that she return the favor, the two women got up and moved so they were now sitting directly across from us.

“There is no need to be shy about it dear,” The first lady said. “If you don’t want to, maybe we could help?”

Ellie gasped, throwing her hands up to cover her mouth. Both of the wizened women gave off deep chuckles at that reaction.

“It’s been a long time since we had one that looked like that, Gloria,” The second older woman said.

“A very long time,” Gloria responded before opening her jaw wide and closing it. As if she were trying to flex unused muscles or something. “But I think we can manage, Sandy. Assuming he agrees of course.”

It was my turn to gasp.

“My husband always used to tell me, ‘No one is above a blowjob.’” Sandy laughed.

“Thanks,” I replied unevenly. “But I’ll be fine.”

“No, they’re right. It’s not fair for you to do that for me and not get anything in return.”

“Courtney and Clair didn’t,” I shrugged.

“I know,” Ellie hung her head, as if ashamed of her friends’ actions or lack thereof. “They’re snotty bitches. They think they own the ground they walk on. Trust me, if you would have asked for something in return, they would have said something like, ‘We let you play with our pussies, ‘that should be reward enough.’” The sour look on her face as she said that showed me she truly believed what she was saying. When she turned to look up at me, I saw the pleading look on her face as she confessed, “I’m not like them, I promise!”

“Well, don’t just sit there telling him how you’re not the same as those other girls, show him!” Sandy encouraged, a huge smile on her face.

This time, it was Ellie’s turn to giggle at Sandy and Gloria’s antics. I didn’t think she would actually do it though. Especially not with people watching. I watched as Ellie fidgeted nervously in place, and then she did the unthinkable. She stood up, and then turned to face me.

“Really, you don’t have to, Ellie.”

“I know that, but I want to,” She smiled brightly, her eyes sparkling like stars. “I’m just not very good at it. So, you might have to tell me what to do, okay?”

Gloria and Sandy knew when it was their moment to shine. Both women lunged forward through the water, each of them taking up a spot on either side of Ellie. They probably would have jumped, but given their age, the lunge through the hot water worked just as well.

“You know what to do, right?” Gloria asked, her voice sultry.

“Grab his cock and stroke it. Get him hard.” Sandy said. Ellie blushed but moved to stand in front of me. “Get out of the water for goodness sake.”

I did as was suggested. It felt more like a command, but I still did it regardless. I sat on the rocky edge of the pool, and opened my legs slightly to give Ellie access, just like she had done for me.

I don’t know if it was because of Sandy and Gloria’s presence or just the moment in general, but Ellie was timid and slow in her movements. Her hands looked like they were trembling as she painfully slowly reached out to touch me.

“You should probably get lower between his legs,” Sandy said. “Trust me, it’s better on your back,” Sand put her hands behind her back. She grimaced slightly as she bent backwards to stretch it out. “and your neck, too.”

“Heavens, Sandy,” Gloria laughed. “She’s not sixty yet, like you.”

Sandy scowled, but her attention quickly shifted back to Ellie and the task at hand. It’s not every day you get to impart the sexual secrets learned over a lifetime.

“My back and neck?” Ellie asked confused, completely clueless as to the banter and antics going on between the two would be instructors.

“Yeah, it’s a lot easier if you’re on your knees too,” Gloria said, showing Ellie what she meant by kneeling down next to her, resting a hand on my leg, just above my knee. Sandy, not one to be left behind, did the same, resting her hand on my other leg.

“Oh, you’ll want this too,” Sandy said, pulling something off her wrist and then pulling Ellie’s hair back into a ponytail. I have to say seeing Ellie with her hair up in a ponytail was quite the sight. “It’ll keep your hair out of your eyes and give him a better view of your pouty, beautiful lips when they wrap around his cock.”

“Quit teasing the poor girl, Sandy,” Gloria guffawed. “This isn’t one of your homemade porn shoots from the eighties.”

“Those weren’t porn shoots!” Sandy argued, sounding insulted. “Besides, you were there for all of them. I have the film to prove it!”

“And you’ll never let me forget it either,” Gloria groaned. “Now I think this young man would like to get a blow job for all the hard, valiant, and impressive work he did earlier. Don’t you think?”

“Stroke him nice and slowly,” Gloria suggested, miming the movements as she explained. The feeling of Ellie’s soft hands on my cock was amazing. “Good, good, just like that. All the way from the base to the tip. Yes, just like that, good.”

The excitement of Ellie’s hands on my cock didn’t exactly wear off, but the feeling did. Water is not a good lubricant and before long, it went from uncomfortable pulling to downright painful.

Ellie looked so excited and earnest as she stroked me, I didn’t want to tell her it didn’t feel that great. That’s one of the bad things about being inexperienced. You don’t know what you don’t know.

Fortunately for me and my cock, Gloria and Sandy were right there. They had experience in spades and then some to spare. When they saw how Ellie’s hands were no longer sliding across my skin but pulling with each movement, they offered some help.

“Don’t squeeze so hard,” Gloria explained, leaning in so her head was right next to Ellie’s. “See how his skin is pulling as you stroke him?” She stroked me again, and I winced. “Yes, did you see that? It doesn’t feel good to him when that happens.”

Ellie’s eyes flashed up to meet mine filled with worry and concern. I swallowed, worried what her reaction would be but smiled weakly in an attempt to show her it didn’t hurt, not exactly.

“What I always used to do for Henry was spit in my hand,” Sandy explained. The look on Gloria’s face when she mentioned the name Henry almost made me laugh. If I had to guess, her husband’s name was Henry, or maybe it was Gloria’s son’s name. “He really liked it when I just spit on his dick though. It’s kind of naughty and dirty, but it’s fun.”

Gloria’s face went from shock, to horror, to fury in the blink of an eye.

“I’m not going to spit on him,” Ellie’s face wrinkled up in disgust. “That’s gross!”

“Exactly,” Gloria agreed. “Only sluts and whores spit on a man’s dick. Ladies just kiss it and use their tongues.”

Sandy didn’t appreciate the accusation Gloria had just thrown at her, but before she could snap back at her friend, her attention was quickly on Ellie as she lowered her head and kissed the tip of my dick.

“Mmngh,” I groaned.

“Oh yes, just like that,” Gloria praised Ellie, speaking softly into her ear while her mouth was full of my cock. “When he makes noises like that, you know you’re doing something right. Now, take the tip in your mouth, but run your tongue all over it so it gets slippery.”

The way Ellie’s tongue moved around the head of my cock was not at all a practiced and perfected motion. By itself, it didn’t feel amazing. It felt good, but not nearly as good as it could have. I couldn’t even compare it to how Sara, or Mom used their tongues on me.

What made it work though was the play by play and instructions from Gloria and Sandy. I was shocked by the fact that having these two older women helping Ellie was actually turning me on. The two of them teaching her, in tandem, how to give me a blow job was incredible!

“Fuck!” I groaned and Ellie took it upon herself to take half of my cock into her mouth. “That feels so good!”

Ellie pulled back at my words, but that’s when I heard the last voice on earth I wanted to hear at that moment.

“Oh my, what do we have going on in here?” Grandma asked.

Ellie smiled proudly, my cock in her hands as she licked her lips. She probably thought this was just another older woman who was going to offer even more suggestions. She grinned at the newcomer.

“Grandma!” I snapped, shocked that I would hear her voice at that very moment. “What are you—”

“Your Grandfather and I were supposed to meet these two troublemakers out here tonight.”

Ellie’s eyes widened so far, I was worried they were going to just fall out of her head and into the water.

My own reaction didn’t help.

Grandma? She mouthed silently.

I nodded, gravely.

Ellie instantly went into full on panic mode and her natural flight or fight response took over.

“I uh, gotta get back before my friends get back!” Ellie explained, her voice stammering in her haste to get away.

Before I knew it, the space between my knees was empty, and Ellie was racing through the darkness towards the cabin Kara’s family had rented.

“Was that one of those girls you were telling me about?” Grandma asked, grinning like a cat who ate the canary.

I groaned and she laughed.

“You scared the poor thing away,” Gloria complained, Sandy nodding in agreement.

“I’m going to go and let you all do ... whatever it is you guys do,” I said before climbing out of the pool and heading back to my grandparents’ house.

I needed to finish what Ellie had started. There was no doubt in my mind that all three of those older ladies would have jumped at the chance to help me, but that wasn’t at all appealing to me. My hands would do the job just fine.