Under the bleachers - Sex Stories

Under the bleachers

... hug. Her father watched the petite little teenager strut away. Her tight clothing did wonders to show off her slender frame, everything held snugly in place even as she bounced up the stairs. And indeed, after her pert butt came into view he could see a pair of black panties that were far too small in his opinion, for school anyway. At least she was wearing them. Visions of the cute brunette danced through his head as he brooded over the last two days throughout the evening. His wife was actually happy with him for once when she found out that Bill had grounded their daughter indefinitely. The next morning, Jamie smiled and touched him on the shoulder when she came down for a bowl of cereal as he drank his morning coffee. Her face looked flushed and she smiled naughtily at him when they locked eyes. Bill was utterly distracted from the newspaper by the thought that Jamie had been touching her little pussy only a few moments before, and the boy shorts and night shirt she was walking around the kitchen in certainly didn't help. He could make out entirely too much the shape of her young breast when she reached for a box of cereal; her nipple protrudely enticingly though the thin fabric. Despite all her teasing, there was no trouble the next day... or the next... or the next. There was no stopping the occasional daydream about her cute bottom or wonderful breasts, but at least he didn't have to hear about Jamie's misdeeds and imagine her being felt up by a boy in the closet. ...

... Bill was happy to be rid of Jamie's rebellion, and his troublesome thoughts about her were less frequent without the daily conflict. Unfortunately, his efforts were overturned as he went to hurry Jamie along one morning when she was taking too long to get ready for school. As he reached her door and heard the soft panting from behind it, he knew Jamie was taking his advice. Though he'd raised his hand he did not knock. He merely listened as her adorable cooing continued. "Uh, uh, uuuuuhhh..." Jamie sounded; she must have been close by the sound of it. Sure enough, after a few more seconds... or perhaps it was longer... he heard his beautiful daughter moaning more loudly. She tried to use a pillow to stifle her, which would have worked if her father wasn't standing just outside the door. Bill stood there, transfixed... he'd just listened to his little girl finger perfect cute button, cumming a few feet away from him - and at his own recommendation. When the door opened in front of him, he wasn't prepared for it. Jamie didn't know what to say either, so she stood still. She was close to him and though she didn't mean to, she glanced briefly down at his pants. Quickly her eyes found her fathers and she tried to pretend she hadn't seen his bulge. The only sound between them was heavy breathing on both their parts before her father spoke. "Honey , I... I was just coming to make sure you were awake." Her father told her. "Oh... okay daddy... I'll hurry and get ready." They locked eyes ...