I donât know when I first began to have these feelings for Sarah.
It might have been earlier in the summer when had rented the cottage for a month out on the lake. Sarah had just turned eighteen and frequently wore a thong bikini, which showed off here sweet hot little body to wonderful effect. Each night, while I was lying in bed, my cock got hard as I found my mind wondering across her naked skinâŠ.imagining the sweet little nipples and the tight, wet pussy and wonderfully full ass still hidden from my view.
Or it might have been a few weeks later when the bathroom door was left ajar while she was taking a shower. I had stopped dead in my tracks when I noticed the door open and the steam escaping out of it. I found myself holding my breath as I saw the shower door open and she emerged wet, tanned and glistening before me.
Her small, white breasts were perfect, with peach colored nipples, hard from the shower and vigorous cleaning she must have given them. Her ass was gorgeous, bigger than some but just the way I like them. Her pussy hair was neatly trimmed, no doubt for the bikiniâs she wore so well.
My cock began to swell as I watched her dry her self off. My eyes followed her hand as she moved the towel around her beautiful body. She spread her legs and began to rub her pussy while she gazed into the mirror. Her eyes closed as the towel lingered there between her sweet thighs. Her other hand began to caress her breast and pinch her nipples. The towel dropped to the floor leaving only her fingers still moving on her pussy.
My hand instinctively began to gently rub my now hard cock through my shorts.
With an audible sigh, she shook herself slightly and resumed her routine. She picked up a brush and began detangling her wet hair as she bent forward at the waist. I watched her breasts swinging with each jerk of her hand on the brush, the nipples now softening.
She then wrapped her towel around herself and looked at the door. I quickly averted my gaze and moved on down the hall to my bedroom. I was not sure whether she had seen me or not.
As soon as I was in my room I ripped off my shirt and dropped my shorts to the floor. I lay down on the bed, my cock all hard and bobbing in the air, wet with pre-cum. It only took a few minutes of my re-playing the scene I had just witnessed before when I came hard in my fistâŠ. Leaving me gasping for breath, my chest and stomached covered in thick cum.
Yes, I definitely had feelings for Sarah.
After that. I found myself lingering around the bathroom whenever she was in it, hoping to catch another glimpse of her luscious body. I began to knock and quickly enter her bedroom hoping for a similar re-occurrence.
It was only a week later, I was going to bed when I stopped and listened at her door, as had become my habit. I heard Sarah moaning softly. My mind began to race as I pictured the scene in her room. I knocked once and immediately opened the door.
Sarah was lying naked on her back in the soft glow of her bed lamp. Her legs were spread open, held up in the air, her knees bent. Both her hands were at her pussy, fingers inside herself. She shrieked âDaddy!â as I enteredâŠ
As my eyes took in the vision before me, she quickly began to sit up. I pulled the door shut in front of me.
âIâm sorry, Sarahâ I said, trying to control my voice. âI just wanted to make sure you were all rightâ.
âAre you Okay?â
âYes, Daddy, Iâm okayâ, she finally replied.
âCan I come in now?â I asked softly.
âYes, Daddyâ she said softly.
When I entered her room, she had pulled the cover up to over her still heaving breasts. Her face was flushed either from the embarrassment of being caught or from the sexual sensations flowing through her young body just seconds before.
âI thought I heard you crying or something, are you sure you are all right?â I enquired innocently.
Sarah blinked a few times and her face got even redder.
âIâm feeling fine Daddyâ she said sweetly. âReally, I am..â
There was a long moment when neither of us said anything.
I was trying to compose my thoughts, when she said âYou know, Daddy, I was just thinkingâ
âWhat were you thinking, Sarahâ I replied, my voice cracking a little.
âWe really ought to do things together, Daddyâ she said brightly.
âWe do things together, Sarahâ, I replied.
âWell, I mean I will be going to college soon and I just thought we should... You know, be together moreâ.
âYes, we should, Sweetheartâ , I said leaning over to give her my normal kiss on the top of her head. She suddenly moved her head back and I found myself kissing her on her lips. Her arm went around my neck and I lost balance and began to fall onto her. I thrust my hand out to steady myself and it fell on her left breast, soft but firm under the thin sheet.
My mind was totally focused on my hand and the breast and hard nipple pushing against it. I thought I could feel her heart beating rapidly but it may have been my own. After a few seconds I realized we were still kissing. I reluctantly pulled away from her⊠my hand trailing across her other breast and another hard nipple. My mind was racing. I muttered something about us getting together and I stumbled backwards from her room. As I closed the door, I glanced up again at her and she blew me a kiss from across the room.
I moved almost in a trance and quickly got into bed. Had that really happened? Was I reading too much into her innocent words? My cock had itâs own opinion and was rigid as I mindlessly started to stroke it, the taste of her lips, her smiling face and the feel of her breasts racing in jumbled order in my head. In mere seconds, I was cuming again, hard and thick.
All during the next day, I caught her smiling at me. I smiled back, my cock twitching at each meaningful glance. As evening approached, I began to envision various ways by which I could again feel her firm young breasts and again see her hot body writhing in passion.
I was taken back when she came bouncing down the stairs, clearly dressed to go out, in heels, a short tight kirt and braless tube top.
âYou going out?â I asked barely containing the disappointment I was feeling. âI thought we would spend the evening togetherâ.
âItâs Saturday night, Daddy!â she replied smiling. I began to feel like I was being manipulated. âI have to go out clubbing with my friendsâ.
âWell, letâs not be lateâ I muttered.
âI wonâtâ she yelled over her shoulder as she went out the door, her ample tight ass moving delectably as I stared after her. In minutes, her car was roaring off down the road.
It was well after 1:00 am, before she arrived home. I had spent a long frustrating evening trying to contain both my lust for her as well as my frustration over my fantasy evening being left in ruins.
âHi, Daddyâ she called brightly as she came in.
âItâs lateâ I coldly replied. Sarah was taken back by my tone.
âItâs only 1:00 am,â she exclaimed.
âIf I say itâs late, young lady, I mean itâs late.â
âIâm not a little girl anymore, Daddy!â she said putting her hands on her hips and glaring at me.
Damn, she looked hot standing there. Her face flush, her clothes now damp from dancing, it was all I could do not to run over and rip her clothes off.
âIâm not!â she repeated, breaking my reverie.
âWe will see about that, Sarahâ I said quickly standing and walking over to her.
I grabbed her wrist and jerked her behind me as I moved over to my over-stuffed chair.
âWhat are you doing, Daddy?â she cried at me.
âWhat I should have done a long time agoâ, I said.
As I sat down, I pulled her down hard over my lap. It suddenly dawned on her what I was going to do.
âNo, Daddy!â she cried.
My hand came down hard on her beautiful firm ass with a loud slap.
âAhggghhh!â she yelled⊠âDaddy, Stop!â
My reply was another hard spank.
âYou are going to learn to listen to me young ladyâ I said sternly.
âNo! Stop Daddy!â, although her voice sounded more subdued and throatier.
Sarah continued to struggle as I held her pinned down across my lap with one arm. I suddenly became aware of warm flesh against the side of my leg, below my shorts. In our struggles, her tube top had pulled down and her breasts were naked and rubbing against me.
I tried to move so I could see them and found myself staring at one firm young breast and very hard pink nipple.
My hand that had just been resting on her butt began to slowly caress the beautiful ass in front of me. Her squirming was having an effect on my cock as well, which began to get hard, in spite of myself.
Sensing my distraction, Sarah began to try to get off my lap.
âOh no, young lady, we are not doneâ I growled.
I yanked her short skirt up and spanked her hard, twice on her bright pink naked ass cheeks.
Her whole body jerked in reaction with a soft moan that didnât sound quite like she was in pain.
As her ass began to turn a deeper red, it dawned on me she wasnât wearing panties. Her pussy lips were easily visible to me as was the moist sheen on them.