Under the bleachers - Sex Stories

Under the bleachers

... again. It started in her first period when one of her classmates was staring at her with the same look she'd seen many times. She was wearing her sweater dress with tall dark socks. From her knee to the very high hem of the dress was completely bare. She thought she looked cute in the mirror that morning, and Jack's terrible attempts to hide his gaze confirmed it. She hadn't even gotten to show her dad that morning. The feeling grew each period until lunch. Her friend Danny slipped past her in the lunch line, and the way he brushed his hips against her butt couldn't have been an accident. She was surprised; usually Danny didn't come on to her like that. Perhaps she looked a little cuter than she intended. All through lunch she dealt with a tingling heat building inside her. Bill was working quietly at his desk during the lunch period when the door quickly opened and closed. Jamie pressed her back against it and breathed heavily. "What the heck Jamie?" Bill asked incredulously. His daughter's chest heaved a few more times as she caught her breath. Even in the oversized sweater her body was a thing to marvel at. It barely covered anything. Or maybe it did, but his fatherly instincts had him thinking he needed to buy his little teenager a new wardrobe. "What the heck...DAD?" Jamie looked up and fired back. "I don't like your tone." "Well I don't like when a boy touches me and then doesn't talk to me ever again." Wow was she feisty, he father thought. He was surprised to hear ...

... her so confrontational, but he liked it. "Okay first of all, I'm not a boy I'm your father. And second it isn't like that." "What is it like DAD, because it feels like I came to you and asked for your help and now you're ignoring me?" She started to sound sad, and Bill knew she wasn't exactly wrong. "Baby," he told her "I'm sorry... I didn't mean for it to be like that." Jamie took a few steps toward him. She wasn't sure what she was looking for from him, but the arousal that had been driving her crazy a few minutes ago certainly wasn't gone. Bill went on to say that he just thought they needed to take a little time off and think about what had happened. He said he didn't mean to ignore her, he loved her... And then he stopped talking. He stopped because his hands were on his daughter's hips. His hands were on Jamie's hips and she had just straddled his lap. Her dress had ridden up on her hips and revealed a pair of black cotton panties. Neither of them wanted to say anything and spoil the moment. Bill was done making excuses. His daughter obviously wanted this, and he'd be lying if he said he didn't want it too, whatever IT was. So when Jamie started slowly moving her hips he didn't protest. He had been hard since he saw her walk in the door. Jamie could feel her father's cock sticking straight up toward his belt and she guided her hips along that path. Her father's hands held her tight and pushed her firmly down into his lap. "Unhhh," Jamie whined as his shaft stimulated her ...