It was frightening. But now this all changes everything.“I’m not sure I’m happy with this. They’re expecting change beyond anything seen on Ea...th and I’m being turned into some kind of livestock of new attitude toward sex. What’s that about? And again I stand before you what I actually was once for the sister nymphs’ uses. I feel used. And even more strange I’m being accepted by everybody, friends, strangers, as a new normal walking around with no clothes and with a huge erection pointing at. My grandmother pulled me close against her, as I cried. I could smell her perfume, and feel her warmth. Her hand rubbed the back of my head gently, and I kept crying.I was fifteen, kissing a girl, behind the school. My first kiss. I remember the girl, too. Her name was Helene. She was beautiful. I loved her. I could feel her soft, inexperienced lips, and her soft breasts. We broke off, and she smiled.We walked towards home, I to my grandmother's house, her to her parents apartment a block. Then after just a couple of hours my work colleagues started leaving. I may have had a perfect pass but, it seemed, none of them did.As the last one said he had to get home to his wife I had to make a decision, do I hang around the bar like a lonely old man or do I go home and jerk of to something online. Before I made that decision though I saw half a dozen or so 30-something women waltz into the bar.Including my step-daughter Becky.She spotted me to and came running over,“If it isn’t my. She was tight and his cock thick but she always could take all he gave her. He had fucked her for hours many times. She loved anything he did to her and he loved his cock deep in her tight cunt. Friday they fucked so long both his cock and her cunt were raw. He then sucked on her tits till they were sore. Together they were both nymphos. He then told her "Lift your hips. Get my cock in deeper. Wrap your legs around me and fuck me hard as I fuck that tight warm cunt of yours." He would pull his.