Junior Year Part IIChapter 29 Operation Prom
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It was junior prom night, a night every father fears, the first night he allows his daughter out, with a guy. Ok she maybe have been on a few dates, but for me this was her first real date, and the potential of what he might try on with her had me scared. I tried to be mature, to trust her, my little girl is sensible enough, she wouldn’t do anything wrong, how far would this go, would he even try to kiss her, would she reciprocate, most definitely not, she’s not old enough, she’d probably vomit, or at least slap him. Anyway my wife had given her permission to go, and she knows Sammi better than anyone, she had brought her to the mall, helped her pick the dress, paid for it. I knew I was been overprotective, Sammi would not let me down.
Her date picked her up early, he didn’t come in to the house, I don’t think I was even told his name, I saw the limousine drive away, thinking, at least he probably impressed her.
My job was to collect her, the night was due to end at midnight, but it was my wife that suggested I should be there early, in case her night went bad, but I was under orders to park out of sight, and not call her until after 12.
I drove to the venue, loud music pumping from the open windows, various couples sitting outside, kissing and petting. I parked at the end of the car park, so I wouldn’t be spotted, it was just after 11:30, I had radio on low, the lights off in a dark corner. It was a warm night and I had the window cracked open, I heard voices and people giggling, I lowered the radio, and suddenly saw two couples run past my car and around the corner of the building. Two girls and two boys, one of the couples disappeared in to the dark, while the other couple stopped around the corner, in my direct view. The girl had her back to me, her boyfriend leaning against the wall, as they started to kiss. His hands started exploring her back, he was grabbing at her ass through her dress, they were getting heavy, then her pulled her zip down, her black dress opening. The dress fell from her shoulders and she was obviously wearing no bra. His hand was all the way around her back, playing with her breasts I guessed. Even though I knew it was wrong, they were obviously the same age as my daughter, but I realised I was getting horny, I could feel the stirring in my jeans. The dress fell to below the girls ass, she grabbed it to prevent it landing on the ground, but enough of her body was clearly revealed. One of his hands moved on to her ass, creeping down between her cheeks, his hand reaching between her legs. She squealed, but I could see her legs spread wider, giving him more access.
Watching her getting fingered was so horny, I pulled my cock out of my jeans, watching this sexy young girl getting off with this guy, and I suppose the added danger of getting caught. I looked at the clock in the car, it was about ten to twelve. I turned back to the couple in front of me, stroking my cock. I could see the girl was really turned on, her body movements as she ground against his hand. In the darkness I could hear low moans, her excitement being guttural. She pulled away from him, kneeling down I watched her release the boys cock, it sprung from his trousers and she wrapped her lips around him. Her head bobbed up and down a couple of times, as she sucked him. Then she stood back up, stepping out of her dress, totally naked. From her movements, as she wrapped her leg around his waist, I could see her trying to feed his cock in to her pussy. I was close to cumming myself, as she tried to take his cock. Then I heard a loud grunt, she grabbed his waist. In the dark I couldn’t see exactly what happened, but her quiet voice was saying “it doesn’t matter, it will be longer the next time”. The poor guy had obviously shot his load before he had entered her.
At that moment there were more voices, the second couple appeared from around the corner, “That’s the last song, we’d better go back in for the last dance. The girl was wearing a pink dress, she was pulling one shoulder on, when she asked the girl in black, “will you fix my bra, Joe doesn’t know how” as she appeared into the low light, I could see her breasts hanging out of her dress, small perfectly shaped breasts with dark nipples. The girl in black fixed the bra, as the girl in pink fixed her dress. Then the girl in black, reached down, pulling her panties back on, the two guys talking quietly behind the girls. The girl in black then pulled her dress back up, zipping it up behind her, naked in front of the two guys was obviously no problem.
As the two couples walked back towards the venue, I was pushing my erection back into my pants, slightly frustrated that the show I had been witnessing hadn’t lasted just a couple of minutes more, long enough to allow me to cum. Then I recognised the girl in pink, it was Jane, Sammi’s best friend, it was as they got to the main door and the bright lights that I suddenly realised the girl in black was Sammi, my daughter. I had just been watching my daughter trying to fuck a guy, and worse still, I had been jerking off watching her.
My phone buzzed, a text from my wife, will you bring Jane home too, her mom’s car broke down. Not only will I have to deal with Sammi, but Jane too, I was trying to make excuses for myself, I didn’t realise it was Sammi, I thought it was just some random girl, but now I was about to have jane in the car, and wow, the thoughts of those perfect small breasts.
Five minutes after the music ended my daughter called my cell, she asked was I on the way, and could I give Jane a lift home. I told her that I would by there in a minute, I didn’t want to give away that I was parked up in the car park. I had driven out of the lot and down the road. Returning, in a queue of dozens of other parents, I spotted the two shapes, one in a black dress the other in a pink dress, both sitting on two guys laps, kissing.
I pulled up a few yards away, refraining from blowing my horn. I sat for five minutes, then Sammi broke her kiss, seeing my car, she grabbed Jane’s hand, pulling her off her guy, and the two ran to the car. Sammi would normally sit up front when she can, but tonight she jumped in the back, alongside Jane. Both girls were giggling as I drove out the gate, they were whispering, but I could just about make out what they were saying.
“I lost my bra” whispered Sammi, giggling.
“Paul probably has it, a souvenir” said Jane, both girls laughed loudly. “mine is all twisted” she went on to say, as she reached into her dress. I was staring in my mirror, just catching a glimpse of the top of her dark nipple as she fixed her bra. My cock responding to the recent memory by stiffening up. Jane continued whispering, “did you do it”? Sammi nodded, then leaned into her friend, whispering right into her ear. Both girls laughed, then Jane hugged Sammi, and said loud enough for me to hear, “The next time will be better”
“I hope so” said Sammi.
We were just arriving at Jane’s house. Both girls climbed out of the car, Sammi walking her friend to the door. I was taking one last look at Jane, locking the memory of her breasts and the thoughts of what she had done in my memory bank. Jane’s mom waved to me, shouting “Thank you for bringing her home” as Sammi was climbing back in to the car, this time up front. I shifted slightly, trying to take the pressure off my semi stiff cock in my tight jeans, and sort of hoping that Sammi couldn’t see my bulge.
As we pulled away, Sammi was leaning out the window, blowing kisses to her friend, before she settled down on the seat. My daughter crossed her legs, the split of her dress parting, virtually showing the full length of her thighs barely stopping before I got an eyeful of her panties. My mind was spinning, remembering watching her with her date, I was trying to be disgusted, to be quietly cross at what they guy had done to my little angel. But my cock was thinking differently.
We drove towards home, about half way, Sammi turned to me, the split on her skirt rising higher. “Daddy”
“What” I said, glancing over, getting a glimpse of her panties.
“Daddy” Sammi looked blushed, “How old should a girl be to have?” she didn’t finish her sentence. I waited to give her time to compose her question, but she didn’t finish. We drove on in silence. As we pulled up at the house, she leaned over, wrapping her arms around my neck, she kissed my cheek, “I love you daddy”
I guessed she was a bit confused, tonight must have been her first time, and obviously wasn’t as successful as she had planned. It was time to say nothing, to let her ask the questions without prying. I turned the engine off, and she dropped her arms from my neck. For a split second her hand landed on my crotch, my still erect cock. Her gaze dropped to her hand, it was like time stood still, Sammi staring at her own hand as it touched my hard cock.
It was probably only seconds, but it felt like an age, both of us staring down at her small hand. Then her head moved down, realising that her panties were on view under her dress. Her eyes moved up, locking with mine, looking like my young innocent daughter, embarrassed. “Sorry daddy” she said, but her hand hadn’t moved away. Her head moved closer to my face, her breath was deep and heavy, “My panties, I’m sorry daddy”
I figured she was trying to find a way to apologise for flashing her panties under her dress and possibly for the position her hand was in. then I felt her lips against mine, expecting the kind of kiss she had been giving me since she was a baby. But her kiss was harder, her moist lips tasted of her lipstick, her mouth open, I felt her tongue press between my lips. Instinctively my lips parted, her tongue finding mine. Her hand pressed down harder against my crotch, feeling the shape of my cock through the denim. She let out a loud sigh, as our tongues continued to kiss.
I placed one hand around her back, knowing what was happening was wrong, but pulling her into me, letting her know that I was game to continue if she was. Then her other hand, grabbed mine, feeling my cock with one hand, she pulled my other hand, I felt my hand touch against her bare thigh, guided by her own hand, her skin felt soft and smooth, she moved my hand upwards, her thighs parting, then the feeling of her panties against my fingers. She moaned, I could feel her hips rising against my hand, as her kiss seemed to intensify. I turned my hand, so I could cup it between her legs, her panties felt damp in my hand. “Oh daddy” she moaned.
Her hand was trying to open the zipper of my jeans, she was unable to open it, mostly due to our position in the car. “We’d better stop” I said
“No please daddy, please”
I wanted to go on, but sitting in our own driveway, knowing her mom was waiting for us, and knowing there wasn’t enough room to continue on. “Your mom, we have to go in” I said.
We broke apart, walking towards the house, she held my hand, our fingers entwined, her hand squeezing mine. The house was in darkness except for a single light coming from my bedroom, the reading lamp. Slowly we walked towards the bedroom door, both of us disappointed. Sammi entered first, in a low voice she said, “Mom are you awake, I’m home” my wife stirred, but a gentle snore as I sat on the side of the bed told me she was asleep.
Sammi turned away, to walk to her own room. At that moment she changed from being my little angel to being a very attractive young woman. My brain was spinning, half of it glad that nothing had happened, never mind the moral issues, but if anyone ever found out, between the law, my marriage and everything else, not only would my life have been ruined, but so would Sammi’s. on the other hand, the bulge in my jeans, and the sexual frustration I was feeling at that moment was causing angry disappointment that we hadn’t gone through with what we both wanted, if only I had known my wife was asleep, ok the car might have been one of the more sleazy places we could have done it in, but it was a moment of passion, a moment of fulfilment.
She was about half way to the door, when she paused, turned to look at me, “Daddy, will you help with my zip” I nodded, she walked back to the bed, standing with her back to me, holding her long dark hair off her neck and shoulder.
I reached out, slowly pulling the zip down, the pale skin of her back appearing as her dress loosened. Her mom stirred, turning over, her back now facing us, Sammi’s bare back was no surprise to me, she wasn’t wearing a bra, she hadn’t been wearing one when I had watched her from a distance with her date. The zip of her dress slid down to the perfect shelf of her young butt cheeks. She reached up pulling one of her shoulders off, then the other slowly pulling her dress down, allowing it fall to the floor, still with her back to me, wearing only a tiny thong and a pair of shoes. She turned around, facing me, her breasts, about cup size, with perfect pink nipples, erect topping them off, like snow caps on a hill. She mouthed “thank you daddy” keeping her voice as low as possible so as not to wake her mom. Then she reached around my neck and placed her lips on mine. Immediately I felt her tongue press between my lips, I reciprocated, our kiss building quickly with passion. One of her hands moved from my neck, pressing down on my crotch, feeling the shape of the erection in my jeans.
Sammi broke the kiss, I would have kissed her all night, even with the danger that my wife would wake. She reached for my hand, pulling me up to my feet, leading me out of the bedroom to her own room. She closed the bedroom door behind us as we walked in. We began kissing again, her hands opening my jeans, freeing my cock, she wrapped her hand around my erection as it sprung out, “Oh daddy” in her small hand my cock looked quiet large, she dropped to her knees. Her mom, most of the time needs to be begged but at least asked for oral sex, but Sammi pressed her lips against my cock immediately, planting a few small kisses on the head, then licking around the tip with her tongue before tracing the shaft with her tongue. My daughter had obviously had some experience in the oral sex stakes. Then she fed my length in to mouth, taking my length easily. As her mouth moved up and down, the sensation of her tongue flicking against my shaft and the way she sucked on my cock had me close to cumming very quickly.
I pushed her away, as much as I wanted to cum, down her throat, all over her face, even in her hand, or my own hand if that was my only option, I did want to fuck her. And after witnessing her disappointing moments of passion with her date earlier, and how her body was giving out signals of her horniness she wanted to be fucked too.
I picked her up from the floor, placing her on the bed, quickly removing my remaining clothes. She twisted over so she was on her hands and knees, her butt to me, only the tiniest string of her thong covering her nakedness. She was looking over her shoulder at me, her Smokey eyes glazed and a huge grin on her mouth. Placing my hands on her hips, I began kissing and nibbling her butt, reaching up to feel her breasts as they hung from her small frame, she was squirming and moaning as my mouth explored her soft pale skin, moving from her butt to her thighs and back. I pulled her panties down, the thong being a bare piece of string, revealing her pussy, from the back a perfect peach dripping with droplets of her moisture. I stuck my tongue out, lapping at her pussy for the first time, “Oh god daddy” she said. She tasted so sweet, so fresh, I pressed my tongue into her opening, the strength of her arms gave way and she fell forward, giggling.
I flipped her over on to her back, only a tiny triangle of dark pubic hair contrasting her smooth pale skin. She spread her legs wide, her hand moving straight to her pussy, running a finger between her lips while she massaged her clit with her thumb. I pulled her legs to the edge of the bed, with my cock in my fist I guided it towards her pussy, watching it disappear in to her, she moaned. Her pussy felt so tight, yet so lubricated, I began fucking her. She grabbed hold of her ankles, virtually pulling them behind her head as I fucked her. With each thrust, her corresponding moan seemed to get louder, the sounds of our naked bodies slapping together ringing through the night air.
We had been fucking for a while, I was using every technique I could think of to stop my self cumming, to hold off the inevitable. “Daddy, can I sit on your cock”. I pulled out, climbing on to the bed, she straddled me, lowering herself on to my cock. The sight of her slim body writhing on my erection was something I hadn’t even dreamed of. As she fucked my she used the hand that wasn’t holding her up to play with her breasts, her nipples and her clit. Sammi must have had at least two orgasms on top of me, when I asked her to stop. Knowing I wasn’t going to last much longer, I wanted to take her from behind, doggy, the way she was when I licked her out. I positioned her on the bed, entering her slowly, “Oh daddy, that feels so good” I put one arm around her waist pulling her tight against me, my other hand playing with her breast. I was only fucking her for another minute or two, when I felt my balls swell.
“Jesus I’m cumming” I said. The rush from deep in my balls had already began, my cum racing for her pussy.
She squealed, I could feel her stomach suddenly throb, “Me too daddy, I’m cumming too” with that I felt her strength give way, my arm around her waist supporting her full weight. It felt like I was filling her pussy with gallons of cum as my cock continued to pump my seed into her.
Finally I stopped cumming, letting her weak body fall forward, my cock falling from her pussy with a loud pop, followed by a creamy stream of cum running down her thighs. I lay on the bed beside her, she turned and lay on my chest as we rested in post coital bliss.
I looked at her bedside clock, it was nearly two am, I whispered I should go to bed, but discovered she was fast asleep, I rolled her off me, gently putting her under the covers, cleaning my self up with some wipes and went to bed.
I woke the following morning, needing a cup of coffee, Sammi was sitting in the kitchen, wearing her pyjamas. As I walked in she smiled, I was about to say something about the previous night, when my wife appeared behind me, Sammi’s black prom dress in her hand.
“Well good morning prom queen” she said, Sammi grinned. “Sorry I was fast asleep when you got home. How was your date” my wife continued”
“Good mom”
“Did you do it” my wife asked.
“Mom!” Sammi looked embarrassed.
“Oh don’t be silly, its nearly a national tradition, for girls to do it on their prom night, millions of girls go to their prom virgins and come home as women”
“Mommy!”
“Oh come on, I know you were planning to do it, I heard you talking to Jane last week, so did he do it”
“Erm” Sammi thought for a moment, “Not quiet, not really”
“That explains this stain on your dress then” my wife continued “I hope you weren’t too frustrated when you got home”.
“No mom” Sammi said.
“I was talking to Jane’s mom this morning, I believe she lost her virginity last night, to her dad”
My wife was rubbing the stain off Sammi’s black dress with a damp cloth, obviously her date’s cum when he shot his load too early at the prom
“You could have asked your dad, I was so fast asleep, he could have helped you out, you know with your virginity, and I would have never known”
Sammi looked at me, then my wife turned and said “now I just have to work out where the stains on your bed came from” she smiled winked to both of us.
Her date picked her up early, he didn’t come in to the house, I don’t think I was even told his name, I saw the limousine drive away, thinking, at least he probably impressed her.
My job was to collect her, the night was due to end at midnight, but it was my wife that suggested I should be there early, in case her night went bad, but I was under orders to park out of sight, and not call her until after 12.
I drove to the venue, loud music pumping from the open windows, various couples sitting outside, kissing and petting. I parked at the end of the car park, so I wouldn’t be spotted, it was just after 11:30, I had radio on low, the lights off in a dark corner. It was a warm night and I had the window cracked open, I heard voices and people giggling, I lowered the radio, and suddenly saw two couples run past my car and around the corner of the building. Two girls and two boys, one of the couples disappeared in to the dark, while the other couple stopped around the corner, in my direct view. The girl had her back to me, her boyfriend leaning against the wall, as they started to kiss. His hands started exploring her back, he was grabbing at her ass through her dress, they were getting heavy, then her pulled her zip down, her black dress opening. The dress fell from her shoulders and she was obviously wearing no bra. His hand was all the way around her back, playing with her breasts I guessed. Even though I knew it was wrong, they were obviously the same age as my daughter, but I realised I was getting horny, I could feel the stirring in my jeans. The dress fell to below the girls ass, she grabbed it to prevent it landing on the ground, but enough of her body was clearly revealed. One of his hands moved on to her ass, creeping down between her cheeks, his hand reaching between her legs. She squealed, but I could see her legs spread wider, giving him more access.
Watching her getting fingered was so horny, I pulled my cock out of my jeans, watching this sexy young girl getting off with this guy, and I suppose the added danger of getting caught. I looked at the clock in the car, it was about ten to twelve. I turned back to the couple in front of me, stroking my cock. I could see the girl was really turned on, her body movements as she ground against his hand. In the darkness I could hear low moans, her excitement being guttural. She pulled away from him, kneeling down I watched her release the boys cock, it sprung from his trousers and she wrapped her lips around him. Her head bobbed up and down a couple of times, as she sucked him. Then she stood back up, stepping out of her dress, totally naked. From her movements, as she wrapped her leg around his waist, I could see her trying to feed his cock in to her pussy. I was close to cumming myself, as she tried to take his cock. Then I heard a loud grunt, she grabbed his waist. In the dark I couldn’t see exactly what happened, but her quiet voice was saying “it doesn’t matter, it will be longer the next time”. The poor guy had obviously shot his load before he had entered her.
At that moment there were more voices, the second couple appeared from around the corner, “That’s the last song, we’d better go back in for the last dance. The girl was wearing a pink dress, she was pulling one shoulder on, when she asked the girl in black, “will you fix my bra, Joe doesn’t know how” as she appeared into the low light, I could see her breasts hanging out of her dress, small perfectly shaped breasts with dark nipples. The girl in black fixed the bra, as the girl in pink fixed her dress. Then the girl in black, reached down, pulling her panties back on, the two guys talking quietly behind the girls. The girl in black then pulled her dress back up, zipping it up behind her, naked in front of the two guys was obviously no problem.
As the two couples walked back towards the venue, I was pushing my erection back into my pants, slightly frustrated that the show I had been witnessing hadn’t lasted just a couple of minutes more, long enough to allow me to cum. Then I recognised the girl in pink, it was Jane, Sammi’s best friend, it was as they got to the main door and the bright lights that I suddenly realised the girl in black was Sammi, my daughter. I had just been watching my daughter trying to fuck a guy, and worse still, I had been jerking off watching her.
My phone buzzed, a text from my wife, will you bring Jane home too, her mom’s car broke down. Not only will I have to deal with Sammi, but Jane too, I was trying to make excuses for myself, I didn’t realise it was Sammi, I thought it was just some random girl, but now I was about to have jane in the car, and wow, the thoughts of those perfect small breasts.
Five minutes after the music ended my daughter called my cell, she asked was I on the way, and could I give Jane a lift home. I told her that I would by there in a minute, I didn’t want to give away that I was parked up in the car park. I had driven out of the lot and down the road. Returning, in a queue of dozens of other parents, I spotted the two shapes, one in a black dress the other in a pink dress, both sitting on two guys laps, kissing.
I pulled up a few yards away, refraining from blowing my horn. I sat for five minutes, then Sammi broke her kiss, seeing my car, she grabbed Jane’s hand, pulling her off her guy, and the two ran to the car. Sammi would normally sit up front when she can, but tonight she jumped in the back, alongside Jane. Both girls were giggling as I drove out the gate, they were whispering, but I could just about make out what they were saying.
“I lost my bra” whispered Sammi, giggling.
“Paul probably has it, a souvenir” said Jane, both girls laughed loudly. “mine is all twisted” she went on to say, as she reached into her dress. I was staring in my mirror, just catching a glimpse of the top of her dark nipple as she fixed her bra. My cock responding to the recent memory by stiffening up. Jane continued whispering, “did you do it”? Sammi nodded, then leaned into her friend, whispering right into her ear. Both girls laughed, then Jane hugged Sammi, and said loud enough for me to hear, “The next time will be better”
“I hope so” said Sammi.
We were just arriving at Jane’s house. Both girls climbed out of the car, Sammi walking her friend to the door. I was taking one last look at Jane, locking the memory of her breasts and the thoughts of what she had done in my memory bank. Jane’s mom waved to me, shouting “Thank you for bringing her home” as Sammi was climbing back in to the car, this time up front. I shifted slightly, trying to take the pressure off my semi stiff cock in my tight jeans, and sort of hoping that Sammi couldn’t see my bulge.
As we pulled away, Sammi was leaning out the window, blowing kisses to her friend, before she settled down on the seat. My daughter crossed her legs, the split of her dress parting, virtually showing the full length of her thighs barely stopping before I got an eyeful of her panties. My mind was spinning, remembering watching her with her date, I was trying to be disgusted, to be quietly cross at what they guy had done to my little angel. But my cock was thinking differently.
We drove towards home, about half way, Sammi turned to me, the split on her skirt rising higher. “Daddy”
“What” I said, glancing over, getting a glimpse of her panties.
“Daddy” Sammi looked blushed, “How old should a girl be to have?” she didn’t finish her sentence. I waited to give her time to compose her question, but she didn’t finish. We drove on in silence. As we pulled up at the house, she leaned over, wrapping her arms around my neck, she kissed my cheek, “I love you daddy”
I guessed she was a bit confused, tonight must have been her first time, and obviously wasn’t as successful as she had planned. It was time to say nothing, to let her ask the questions without prying. I turned the engine off, and she dropped her arms from my neck. For a split second her hand landed on my crotch, my still erect cock. Her gaze dropped to her hand, it was like time stood still, Sammi staring at her own hand as it touched my hard cock.
It was probably only seconds, but it felt like an age, both of us staring down at her small hand. Then her head moved down, realising that her panties were on view under her dress. Her eyes moved up, locking with mine, looking like my young innocent daughter, embarrassed. “Sorry daddy” she said, but her hand hadn’t moved away. Her head moved closer to my face, her breath was deep and heavy, “My panties, I’m sorry daddy”
I figured she was trying to find a way to apologise for flashing her panties under her dress and possibly for the position her hand was in. then I felt her lips against mine, expecting the kind of kiss she had been giving me since she was a baby. But her kiss was harder, her moist lips tasted of her lipstick, her mouth open, I felt her tongue press between my lips. Instinctively my lips parted, her tongue finding mine. Her hand pressed down harder against my crotch, feeling the shape of my cock through the denim. She let out a loud sigh, as our tongues continued to kiss.
I placed one hand around her back, knowing what was happening was wrong, but pulling her into me, letting her know that I was game to continue if she was. Then her other hand, grabbed mine, feeling my cock with one hand, she pulled my other hand, I felt my hand touch against her bare thigh, guided by her own hand, her skin felt soft and smooth, she moved my hand upwards, her thighs parting, then the feeling of her panties against my fingers. She moaned, I could feel her hips rising against my hand, as her kiss seemed to intensify. I turned my hand, so I could cup it between her legs, her panties felt damp in my hand. “Oh daddy” she moaned.
Her hand was trying to open the zipper of my jeans, she was unable to open it, mostly due to our position in the car. “We’d better stop” I said
“No please daddy, please”
I wanted to go on, but sitting in our own driveway, knowing her mom was waiting for us, and knowing there wasn’t enough room to continue on. “Your mom, we have to go in” I said.
We broke apart, walking towards the house, she held my hand, our fingers entwined, her hand squeezing mine. The house was in darkness except for a single light coming from my bedroom, the reading lamp. Slowly we walked towards the bedroom door, both of us disappointed. Sammi entered first, in a low voice she said, “Mom are you awake, I’m home” my wife stirred, but a gentle snore as I sat on the side of the bed told me she was asleep.
Sammi turned away, to walk to her own room. At that moment she changed from being my little angel to being a very attractive young woman. My brain was spinning, half of it glad that nothing had happened, never mind the moral issues, but if anyone ever found out, between the law, my marriage and everything else, not only would my life have been ruined, but so would Sammi’s. on the other hand, the bulge in my jeans, and the sexual frustration I was feeling at that moment was causing angry disappointment that we hadn’t gone through with what we both wanted, if only I had known my wife was asleep, ok the car might have been one of the more sleazy places we could have done it in, but it was a moment of passion, a moment of fulfilment.
She was about half way to the door, when she paused, turned to look at me, “Daddy, will you help with my zip” I nodded, she walked back to the bed, standing with her back to me, holding her long dark hair off her neck and shoulder.
I reached out, slowly pulling the zip down, the pale skin of her back appearing as her dress loosened. Her mom stirred, turning over, her back now facing us, Sammi’s bare back was no surprise to me, she wasn’t wearing a bra, she hadn’t been wearing one when I had watched her from a distance with her date. The zip of her dress slid down to the perfect shelf of her young butt cheeks. She reached up pulling one of her shoulders off, then the other slowly pulling her dress down, allowing it fall to the floor, still with her back to me, wearing only a tiny thong and a pair of shoes. She turned around, facing me, her breasts, about cup size, with perfect pink nipples, erect topping them off, like snow caps on a hill. She mouthed “thank you daddy” keeping her voice as low as possible so as not to wake her mom. Then she reached around my neck and placed her lips on mine. Immediately I felt her tongue press between my lips, I reciprocated, our kiss building quickly with passion. One of her hands moved from my neck, pressing down on my crotch, feeling the shape of the erection in my jeans.
Sammi broke the kiss, I would have kissed her all night, even with the danger that my wife would wake. She reached for my hand, pulling me up to my feet, leading me out of the bedroom to her own room. She closed the bedroom door behind us as we walked in. We began kissing again, her hands opening my jeans, freeing my cock, she wrapped her hand around my erection as it sprung out, “Oh daddy” in her small hand my cock looked quiet large, she dropped to her knees. Her mom, most of the time needs to be begged but at least asked for oral sex, but Sammi pressed her lips against my cock immediately, planting a few small kisses on the head, then licking around the tip with her tongue before tracing the shaft with her tongue. My daughter had obviously had some experience in the oral sex stakes. Then she fed my length in to mouth, taking my length easily. As her mouth moved up and down, the sensation of her tongue flicking against my shaft and the way she sucked on my cock had me close to cumming very quickly.
I pushed her away, as much as I wanted to cum, down her throat, all over her face, even in her hand, or my own hand if that was my only option, I did want to fuck her. And after witnessing her disappointing moments of passion with her date earlier, and how her body was giving out signals of her horniness she wanted to be fucked too.
I picked her up from the floor, placing her on the bed, quickly removing my remaining clothes. She twisted over so she was on her hands and knees, her butt to me, only the tiniest string of her thong covering her nakedness. She was looking over her shoulder at me, her Smokey eyes glazed and a huge grin on her mouth. Placing my hands on her hips, I began kissing and nibbling her butt, reaching up to feel her breasts as they hung from her small frame, she was squirming and moaning as my mouth explored her soft pale skin, moving from her butt to her thighs and back. I pulled her panties down, the thong being a bare piece of string, revealing her pussy, from the back a perfect peach dripping with droplets of her moisture. I stuck my tongue out, lapping at her pussy for the first time, “Oh god daddy” she said. She tasted so sweet, so fresh, I pressed my tongue into her opening, the strength of her arms gave way and she fell forward, giggling.
I flipped her over on to her back, only a tiny triangle of dark pubic hair contrasting her smooth pale skin. She spread her legs wide, her hand moving straight to her pussy, running a finger between her lips while she massaged her clit with her thumb. I pulled her legs to the edge of the bed, with my cock in my fist I guided it towards her pussy, watching it disappear in to her, she moaned. Her pussy felt so tight, yet so lubricated, I began fucking her. She grabbed hold of her ankles, virtually pulling them behind her head as I fucked her. With each thrust, her corresponding moan seemed to get louder, the sounds of our naked bodies slapping together ringing through the night air.
We had been fucking for a while, I was using every technique I could think of to stop my self cumming, to hold off the inevitable. “Daddy, can I sit on your cock”. I pulled out, climbing on to the bed, she straddled me, lowering herself on to my cock. The sight of her slim body writhing on my erection was something I hadn’t even dreamed of. As she fucked my she used the hand that wasn’t holding her up to play with her breasts, her nipples and her clit. Sammi must have had at least two orgasms on top of me, when I asked her to stop. Knowing I wasn’t going to last much longer, I wanted to take her from behind, doggy, the way she was when I licked her out. I positioned her on the bed, entering her slowly, “Oh daddy, that feels so good” I put one arm around her waist pulling her tight against me, my other hand playing with her breast. I was only fucking her for another minute or two, when I felt my balls swell.
“Jesus I’m cumming” I said. The rush from deep in my balls had already began, my cum racing for her pussy.
She squealed, I could feel her stomach suddenly throb, “Me too daddy, I’m cumming too” with that I felt her strength give way, my arm around her waist supporting her full weight. It felt like I was filling her pussy with gallons of cum as my cock continued to pump my seed into her.
Finally I stopped cumming, letting her weak body fall forward, my cock falling from her pussy with a loud pop, followed by a creamy stream of cum running down her thighs. I lay on the bed beside her, she turned and lay on my chest as we rested in post coital bliss.
I looked at her bedside clock, it was nearly two am, I whispered I should go to bed, but discovered she was fast asleep, I rolled her off me, gently putting her under the covers, cleaning my self up with some wipes and went to bed.
I woke the following morning, needing a cup of coffee, Sammi was sitting in the kitchen, wearing her pyjamas. As I walked in she smiled, I was about to say something about the previous night, when my wife appeared behind me, Sammi’s black prom dress in her hand.
“Well good morning prom queen” she said, Sammi grinned. “Sorry I was fast asleep when you got home. How was your date” my wife continued”
“Good mom”
“Did you do it” my wife asked.
“Mom!” Sammi looked embarrassed.
“Oh don’t be silly, its nearly a national tradition, for girls to do it on their prom night, millions of girls go to their prom virgins and come home as women”
“Mommy!”
“Oh come on, I know you were planning to do it, I heard you talking to Jane last week, so did he do it”
“Erm” Sammi thought for a moment, “Not quiet, not really”
“That explains this stain on your dress then” my wife continued “I hope you weren’t too frustrated when you got home”.
“No mom” Sammi said.
“I was talking to Jane’s mom this morning, I believe she lost her virginity last night, to her dad”
My wife was rubbing the stain off Sammi’s black dress with a damp cloth, obviously her date’s cum when he shot his load too early at the prom
“You could have asked your dad, I was so fast asleep, he could have helped you out, you know with your virginity, and I would have never known”
Sammi looked at me, then my wife turned and said “now I just have to work out where the stains on your bed came from” she smiled winked to both of us.
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