I put my hand on her shoulder. It was the first time I ever touched her silky smooth, velvety soft skin. I spread the sunscreen across her back to her other shoulder and squeezed. Kneading and squeezing I applied the cream to her shoulders, neck, and upper back, marveling at her flawless skin and how glorious it was to touch.

Jenny was my sixteen-year-old granddaughter. Well, technically step-granddaughter. My daughter married her father a few years back and we became close, mostly due to our shared interest in music and photography ... and the beach. That's how we ended up here, on a beach blanket nestled securely among the dunes of our favorite beach.

I love Jenny. And, I confess, I lust for her. I was quietly thrilled when she squeezed sunscreen into my hand and brushed her long, auburn hair over her shoulder so I could apply it to her back. As I lay on my side, facing her, my hands working her flesh, my eyes wandered down the gentle slope of her back to her waist and over the curves of her magnificent ass.

Jenny wore a small, yellow bikini, tied in the back and the bottom on both sides. Three bows between me and paradise, I thought. Jenny was resting her head on her crossed arms. Just as my hand slid over the bow at her back, Jenny reached behind and untied it, letting the sides drop to the blanket. Surprised, my eyes involuntarily darted to the now-exposed side of her breast.

She caught me. I looked into her eyes and watched a little smile begin to spread over her sweet lips.

"I don't mind," she said sweetly.

"Don't mind what?" I replied.

"I don't mind if you look," the half-naked angel lying beside me answered.

"Well, it would be pretty hard to do this without looking at you," I said as I returned my gaze to where my hand was kneading the cream into her back.

"You know what I mean," she said cutely and turned her face away from me. Was she inviting me to look at her? Almost certainly. Of course, I accepted. I had never seen her so exposed, and I was loving it.

Jenny isn't large on top, probably what you'd call a B cup, I suppose. But from the little I could see, her breasts, together with her exquisite face, thick auburn hair, petite frame, and luscious curves, not to even mention her sweet disposition, made her the total package.

"Hmmmmm," Jenny purred as I continued to minister to her back.

"That feels soooo good. I'm getting sunscreen and a delicious back rub at the same time," she said happily.

"I'm glad you like it. Tell me when you've had enough."

"Not going to happen," she laughed.

"Well, I don't think I could ever get tired of touching a beautiful girl who I love."

"Aww, really? Jenny turned her head back toward me.

"Of course I love you, silly," I said.

"No, I know. I love you too. I mean the 'beautiful' part."

I shook my head and laughed.

"Beautiful girls rarely think of themselves that way, especially at your age. I think we all tend to find fault with ourselves so we can constantly be looking for ways to improve. So we're always on the lookout for imperfections and overlook all the ... perfections. You really are beautiful Sweetie, and your personality is every bit a match for your beautiful face and body."

"You're going to make me cry," she said.

"As long as they're happy tears," I said and leaned toward her, planting a kiss on her cheek.

Jenny just smiled broadly and then turned away from me again. I returned my attention to her back, trying to make this back rub feel so good she'd never ask me to stop. I felt her spine and ribs while being careful not to hurt her. I glided my hand up and down her sides. I could feel the extra softness when I got to her breasts but didn't trust myself to linger there.

When I was doing the small of her back Jenny reached behind again and adjusted her bottoms, pushing them lower on her ass. They were now below her ass crack. Slowly I worked my hand lower until I was massaging her cheeks above the top of her suit.

As I squeezed and kneaded her ass, I detected soft, barely audible moans coming from her. Slowly I began to work my hand lower and lower on her ass, pushing her bottoms further down until half her ass was exposed.

Jenny reached down her far side and pulled the bow of her suit open. She then reached for the bow on my side, and as she pulled it open, the back of her hand touched my erection which had been straining against my suit since the moment I first touched her. She left her hand there as she rocked her hips and opened her legs a bit.

Without any pretense, I peeled the bottom of her suit, which was still resting halfway down her ass, all the way off and onto the blanket. I was in paradise. My angel was lying beside me now totally naked.

Once again she turned her face toward me. She wasn't smiling this time. Her lips were parted and her eyes looked ...hungry. We looked into each other's eyes as I squeezed her ass. I felt her gently increase the pressure of the back of her hand on my hard cock.

"I want you to do my front," she said.

I swallowed hard and watched her slowly, very slowly raise herself from the blanket. I was in awe as this beautiful creature exposed her naked body to me. Her perfect breasts looked like handfuls of heaven, hard nipples mounted on light brown areolas.

I let her watch my eyes as I scanned down her body to her pussy which, to my surprise, was smooth and bald.

"Incredible," I said with all sincerity as I looked back into her eyes.

Jenny lay back down and squeezed some sunscreen into my hand. It was a welcome relief not to feel her hand on my cock as I was about to cum just from her touch and the sight of her body.

I touched the tip of her nose with my finger to relieve some of the sexual tension and was rewarded with a giggle. I was sitting up now and used both hands to work the cream into Jenny's shoulders and down her chest to her breasts where again, I dropped all pretense and did everything I could to pleasure her - squeezing and tugging, pinching and twisting those beautiful, soft orbs.

Jenny was breathing in gasps and heaves. Her head rolled from side to side on the blanket. Her breasts felt glorious to me and her response to my stimulation was so sexy. I bent down and licked her nipple before swirling my tongue around it and sucking her areola into my mouth.

She gasped, grabbed my hand, and pressed it hard against her pussy. She felt for my fingers and shoved them inside her. Happily, I penetrated her and curled my fingers inside her soft, wet snatch, searching for the spot that would ignite her orgasm. Whether I found it or not, my touch was enough that she started to come. Her neck tensed, and her head rolled back, her mouth open in a silent scream.

"UUhhggg," she finally exhaled before resuming breathing in gasps as her cum flooded over my hand.

Quickly I knelt between her legs and used both hands to part her lips before sucking her clit into my mouth.

"OOOOOhhh," she squealed before practically suffocating me by pulling my head into her pussy.

My licks, kisses, sucks, and nibbles were rewarded with one climax after another until finally, she begged me to stop. But as soon as I relented, she was on top of me, pushing me onto my back and kneeling over me. I marveled at the way those beautiful breasts danced across her chest. She moved with determination until she was lying between my legs, her soft wet mouth sliding all over and around my cock which she had released from its prison.

I held back as long as I could. I never wanted this to end, the sight and feel of my beloved Jenny making love to me with her mouth. But I couldn't hold out, and when she took the head of my cock into her mouth, I erupted, pouring what felt like buckets of cum into her sweet mouth, down her throat, over her lips, and into her face.

Now it was my turn, and I thrust my fingers into her hair and rubbed her gorgeous face all over my cum-covered cock. I now know that it is not physically possible for me to cum twice before recovery because if it was, I'd have cum again right then.

Instead, I pulled her up and on top of me, hugging her tight, feeling her naked body against mine for the first time, and kissing the cum from her face. She laughed and laughed as she kissed me back.

Finally, exhausted we just held each other as we gradually regained control of our breathing.

"I didn't know," she started.

"Didn't know what?" I prompted her.

"I didn't know it was possible to feel that much ... sheer pleasure. Thank you."

She thanked me. Imagine. Well, I intend to thank her properly. Jenny and I have plans to head to the beach again next Saturday when I plan to worship my little sun goddess from head to toe.