Under the bleachers - Sex Stories

Under the bleachers

... to convulse, tightening rhythmically as she eagerly fingered her soft mound. She was nearing her climax, and when she noticed her father watching her it was upon her before she knew it. She looked right into his eyes and searched them, knowing he shouldn't be watching her but not wanting him to stop. What she felt next was wonderful. As Jamie came, her eyes flitted down and back up to her father's. For the second time that day, she came and her own daddy was on her mind. This time, however, he wasn't standing outside her door but sitting right in front of her. Where before he had been listening to her he was now watching, and she knew how much he liked it. As the sweet wave of sensation washed over and through her, she felt her love for her father evolve further. "Oh my God," Jamie whispered. 'Oh my God,' her father thought. As Jamie calmed down from her heightened state she tried to slow her breathing. Her father pretended to do something with the papers on his desk but she knew she had distracted him beyond belief. She almost felt bad for him, wondering if he was hard under his desk after watching her touch herself not five feet away. Jamie spoke first, "Thanks dad, I needed that." "You're welcome baby... but I don't think you should plan on doing that in here anymore." "Why not daddy?" Jamie asked sweetly. "Because Jamie, we're in my office... at your school... and I shouldn't be watching y..." He stammered, not meaning to admit it, "I mean letting you touch yourself ...

... here." Bill replied, sounding more like he was trying to convince himself. "But Dad..." Jamie was trying to be cute again, "are you sure it's because we're at school, or is it something else?" Bill didn't really have an answer for the question, though he was certain he knew what his cheeky young daughter was getting at. So Jamie flipped her hair back over her shoulder, slid out of the chair and grabbed the waistband of her pants at her ankles. Once again her father was dazed; the sexy brunette had turned away from him and bent at the waist. As she reached down her beautiful legs flexed, her butt looked cute and plump, and best of all her tiny flower and its pink petals peered back at him above a visible gap between her upper thighs. It glistened wonderfully, betraying that what she'd done during school much less in front of her own father. Having just seen Jamie pant and shiver herself into orgasm, he wanted nothing more than to walk up behind her and push into her tight opening with his solid tip. And all too soon she was easing her tight waistband up and over her backside, shimmying to get it over her hips. Bill let out the breath of air he'd been holding as his momentary daydream evaporated. "I'll see you after school daddy." Jamie said cutely as she walked to the door. Her father intended to stand and e****t her to the door. Glancing down as he placed his palms on the desk, he knew if he stood he show how he truly felt about wanting his little girl. The bell rang. Lunch period ...