Fiona's Story (Woods High Pt 03) - Sex Stories

Fiona's Story (Woods High Pt 03)

... confirmed, "Dinner is getting close to being done."

Fiona grabbed the latest issue and sat on the couch, facing the kitchen. She started to page through the magazine, looking at various toned bodies of athletes. She began to recline a bit, leaning back and pulling the magazine closer to her face. Fiona scooted her butt forward to the edge of the couch cushion and spread her legs apart. Her cute little pussy was now on display with nothing at all to hide it. Its perfect soft lips and light pubic hair looked so nubile and inviting for any wandering male gaze.

"Hmm, I wonder," Fiona thought to herself, "Maybe Dad feels weird cause I'm the only one who's bottomless." She considered this for a little while, and began to feel her pussy get wet again. "Maybe I should ask him if he'd feel more comfortable bottomless as well? Nah, I think that'd be pushing it."

With the magazine raised, she was unable to see that Chuck was taking a good long look at his stepdaughter's young exposed cunt. He readjusted himself, aware that he was becoming unable to stop his hard-on from growing. He turned back towards the meal he was preparing, trying to maintain focus.

"Okay, hon," he said after a little while, "Dinner's done!" He served up the chicken casserole he made as Fiona approached the kitchen sink to wash her hands. The two sat down to eat. Chuck was thankful to sit down as it would be easier to hide his erection.

"Mmmmm, good job, Dad," Fiona said, fidgeting a bit in her ...

... chair.

"Are you sure it's okay?" Chuck asked, noticing that she was readjusting herself in the chair.

"Yeah, it's really good," Fiona explained, "Our kitchen chairs are just a little... cold... on my butt."

"Ahh, of course," Chuck nodded, taking a bite. He looked at the oven's glass window which showcased a reflection of the back side of Fiona's chair. It had an open back so her perfectly cute ass was clearly visible in the stove's reflective surface.

"Hey Dad?" she asked him.

"Yeah, hon?" Chuck replied.

"I don't know if I told you or not but the whole class has to be bottomless. The teacher too."

"Yeah you did mention that."

"Yeah so I was thinking, since I have to feel comfortable in a group setting with other students who are bottomless..."

"Yes?"

"Well... maybe it would help me out if I wasn't the only one bottomless."

"Huh?" Chuck asked. Was she really suggesting what it seemed she was?

"Well, I mean... if you want to. I mean like, if it's okay with you and you don't think it'll be weird."

"You mean I should also...?"

"Yeah! But only if you want to."

"Well..." Chuck said, plopping the towel he was using onto the countertop. "Are you sure? I mean... if you think it'll help you..."

"Yeah, Dad," Fiona said, "I mean it's no big deal; we're family."

"Well... I don't know, Fiona." Chuck explained, "I know we're not blood related but people might... get the wrong idea."

"The wrong idea?"

"Yeah," he said, putting his fork down ...