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By Chris
I find out more about my daughter and her boyfriend’s desires
Careful I moved closer to the sounds of my daughter Becky and Carter. Carefully i put each step down as i climbed the stairs. The light from her bedroom partially filled the dark hallway. Turning the corner i could see that Becky had left her door open about half way lettinv the sounds of them kissing and her gentle moans fill the house.
Slowly I approached the door and looked in. I was greeted with the sight of Carter sitting on the edge of the bed, his arms behind keeping him propped upright. My daughter straddled him, her top and jeans surprisingly still on. She was passionately kidsing his neck and face and her arms wrapped around him.
Without warning she stood up in front of him and pulled her top off, leaving just her small plain pink bra on. She dropped her top then pulled her jeans free, letting them fall to her ankles.
Her small round little bottom was only partially covered by a pair of simple cotton panties. The simplicity of her underwear belied her young age yet her sensuality exceeded them beyond her years.
She then climbed back on his lap. As she did she started to pull at his shirt saying something along the lines that she wanted his skin against hers. He sat up letting her the access she needed.
His perfectly toned and hairless chest came in to view. Her hands roamed over that youthful torso as he again leaned back and supported himself with his arms on her pink and dainty comforter.
She returning to kissing and exploring his body leaving not an inch untouched. She threw her arms around his neck, and pulled her small chest to his face. As she did she began to grind on his lap
This passionate grinding went on for quite some time, my cock throbbed as the sights and sounds of my daughters passionate needs filled the room.
I continued to watch as she slowed her grinding and finally pushed back from him.
“Nothing? Nothing at all?” She said in a disappointed voice. He pushed up from his bed, moving his arms for the first time since she pulled his shirt free. I watched as he lowered his head and shook his head gently.
“So is it me, or is Amanda right…that you’re gay?” My daughter said almost angrily. All he could do was slowly shrug his shoulders annd continue to look forlorn. “Then why did you come back after my dad left?” She asked. There was a long pause that was finally broken by him answering her “I thought it might be different with you. We have so much fun together and I think you’re so pretty that I figured you would make me feel….different”
My daughter stood up then slowly picked up her jeans and shirt. I could see the sadness in her body language. The pain of rejection, for what ever reason, was real. As she moved away from him, she turned so that I could see more of her.
Even from my distance , I could see the wetness in her cotton white panties. She was soaked, and I couldn’t blame her. Carter, gay or not, was any girls dream. She had ready to take him into her young body that night. Ready to let his cock drive deep into her virgin body. She was not on the pill, so she was even ready to risk pregnancy to let him be her first.
I looked up from her crotch to see that her right nipple was exposed. The pink flesh and her hard button stood out above the edge of her bra. In her mood she was in no hurry to cover it up. The perfection of her teen body was amazing. Her soft innocent natural struggling to contain her raw sexuality.
As she moved around aimlessly in front of him Carter pointed to her breast and said “Your nipple is out” Those words finally did it for her. She forcibly pulled her bra up, clutched her clothes to her chest and said sternly “I think you better go before my dad gets back” She then turned to the door, opened it up all the way an waited for him to leave. I quickly stepped back into my open bedroom as he stood up and pulled his shirt back on.
I could hear him walk down the hallway, and stairs and finally out the garage door. As he finally left i heard my daughter begin to cry as she walked from her room to the bathroom, the door quickly shutting behind her.
I stepped back in the hallway and looked into her bedroom. The only thing now on the bed was the big stuffed bear I had won for her at the fair this past summer. At the foot of the bed I did notice something was there. Wasting no time I went in and picked up Carter’s wallet. As I heard the toilet flush i stuffed it into my pocket and made my way quietly back through the house.
As I passed our front window I saw Carters car driving down the street, as he came up next to my parked car, the brake lights came on and he slowed to a near stop before he continued driving.
He no doubt recognized it as mine, as he had mentioned several times how much he liked it. Carter had to know I was here or somewhere very close.
I waited for a moment then made my way back to my car. I sat there, taking everything in that had gone on. Finally I pulled phone out and texted my daughter. “Almost home. Had to shut the line down so I’m done early” it took a few minutes for her reply to show up. “Ok. Is is ok if you take be back to moms tonight” I replied “Sure. Anything wrong?” Her reply was short “No im fine”
I pulled up Linda’s number and texted her. “Becky wants me to bring her back tonight. We will be there shortly ” Her reply was quick. “Damn. NOW????”” I replied and added in a little jab “Yes now. Sorry, but you better tell your boyfriend to hurry up and cum so you can leave before we get there.”
I then started my car and drove the sjort distance to my house and went inside to be with my daughter.
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By Chris
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