I watched what others did so I didn't look like a fool. Eventually Irelaxed my body and I bobbed up and down while swinging my shoulders,hips and my a...ms.There was a moment when a dude tried dancing with me. He was all smiles.Until I felt him grope my ass. I swatted that away so fast. "Dude, no" Isaid and moved to another part of the dance floor. I was not having anyof that.* * *Time flew. I don't know how many songs went by. But I was sweating fromall of the dancing. The band stopped for their. "It's okay honey, you can tell me," she said, reaching out and touching my arm. "How often do you masturbate?"I looked up at my dad, who was leaning up against the wall, and then at her. "Three or four times a day, at least," I answered."Really?" She said surprised."Is that too much?" I asked."No honey, it's fine." She grabbed my hand and held it in hers. "Tonight, because it's your 18th birthday, I'm going to help you take care of it." What?" I said."It's something that your grandmother did. As I rubbed his cock head back and forth across my outstretched tongue, the taste and the scent started a stirring in my cock that I could hardly believe. It was almost like honey. His cock was hot and hard like granite, but the skin was so smooth. I kept teasing it with my tongue. It was like every nerve in my body was electrified. My heart was racing, my breathing growing more rapid. My cock was coming to full attention. I could not wait another second to take him in my mouth.As I backup to. ..I'm so...EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"The hours of torture and teasing, the terror and torment, the hopelessnessand heartbreak...all of it left me in hot sticky squirts, my body finallygetting the release it had been begging for. Mindless, animal, pure,perfect pleasure...I almost felt sorry for them...they would never knowsuch wonder, never feel every goosebump on their smooth skin become athrobbing clit, never cum so hard they went to that place no one couldtouch them...and stay there.