Lindsey was a good girl. She had always gotten excellent grades, and was active in her church youth group. She had always obeyed her mother and looked out for her younger more rebellious sister Dana. She had just turned 18 and was a pretty girl with brown hair and big brown eyes. She was short and petite on top with small perky tits and had a round curvy ass and thighs.
Lindsey did however have a very vivid imagination and she would lay awake at night thinking of fantasies and rubbing her wet pussy. Sometimes she thought about other girls, sometimes about boys she went to school with, but mostly Lindsey thought about men. Older men who held her down, and fucked her silly, who spanked her bottom, and who made her call them daddy.
Lindsey knew that these kinds of thoughts and feelings were bad. She loved her real daddy and thought he was very sexy but she knew that it was really wrong to want to fuck your real daddy. She tried to not think about her own daddy and would instead imagine her neighbor Mr. Johns, her English teacher Mr. Johnson, and soccer coach Mr. Simms. Always different men in different dirty, and perverted situations but always she called them Daddy.
Lindsey told herself that she would have never act on these fantasies. After all she was a good girl...
One hot summer day Lindsey was swimming in the back yard pool. Her parents and sister were not home so she took this rare time alone to play with herself. She slipped her hand under her bikini top and squeezed her nipples. She rubbed her pussy and pushed it against the pool jet. The water rushed on to her clit and made her feel amazing. She closed her eyes and felt the warm sun on her face. What a perfect day she thought. She knew she would come soon and pulled at her nipples and spread her legs open further against the rushing water. Her vivid imagination began to take hold as she thought of Mr. Johns next door. She pretended it was his hands on her tits and his warm wet tongue on her pussy. She came letting out a small whimper.
She climbed out of the pool and lay in a chair dripping wet and glowing. After a few minutes her hands found their way back into her pussy. It was then she heard a cough from the other side of the tall fence. She yanked her hand out of her bathing suit bottoms and sat up quickly.
Just then Mr. Johns popped his head over the top of the fence.
"Hello Lindsey." He said.
She instantly blushed bright red.
"Uhhh, hi Mr. Johns" She replied.
"Oh my god." she thought. Had he seen her? Had he heard her moaning and coming?
"What a great day for a swim" he said, letting his eyes roam up and down her body.
She could feel him looking at her and knew he was thinking dirty things. This added to her feeling of embarrassment. She wanted to run in the house and hide.
"Mind if I join you?" He asked.
"Uh, sure. Ok." She replied after a few seconds of hesitation.
His head disappeared behind the fence again and she heard him walking towards the gate. She found herself smoothing her hair and adjusting her body in the chair.
"Why am I so nervous" she thought. It was just a fantasy. I don't really want to fuck Mr. Johns. Do I?
He sat on the chair next to hers and continued to look at her with a gleam in his eye. She could feel her nipples getting hard and her pussy tingle just from having him his close. He was about 40 years old, slightly over weight, and with salt and pepper hair. He was wearing only a pair of shorts and his chest was covered in hair.
"Are your parents home?" he asked.
"No they took Dana to her gymnastics competition today. They won't be back till late tonight." She replied and then immediately thought "Shit, why did I tell him that. I sound like such a little slut."
"Hmm." he replied his eyes widening. "Say would you mind getting me a glass of water sweetheart." he asked.
Sweetheart, she thought. He had called her sweetheart and the way he said it made her feel even hotter. It had dripped off of his tongue while he stared directly at her breasts. Her nipples were hard and pressed against the still damp fabric.
"Sure." she replied.
She walked towards the house and could feel his eyes on her ass. She could also feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter. She heard him splash in to the pool just as he shut the door.
When she returned Mr. Johns was lying back in his chair. She could see the outline of his cock through his wet shorts and knew he was hard. She handed him the glass and he reached for it blindly going right past the glass and getting a handful of tit instead. She jumped back.
"Oh, my god Lindsey. I am so sorry! What a clumsy old man I am." He exclaimed.
Lindsey stood in shock. Her whole body was on fire and her pussy was dripping wet.
The look on her face must have worried Mr. Johns "Lindsey, really it was an accident. You know that right? The sun was in my eyes."
"Of, of course Mr. Johns" she replied her voice shaking.
They stood frozen in time for several seconds. Then Lindsey looked down to see that the small triangle of fabric over her right tit had been pushed aside during the commotion. Mr. Johns noticed at the same time and stared mouth open for several seconds. She looked at him with her big brown eyes waiting for him to break out of his trance and pulled the fabric back into place.
"Shit Lindsey. I am so sorry. You must think I am such a dirty old man. First I grab your breast then I stare at them. I didn't mean to be such a pervert". He said.
"It's ok Mr. Johns. I know it was an accident" she said.
"Can you blame me?" he asked.
She looked at him in shock. "What did you say?"
"I said can you blame me? You are a very sexy girl Lindsey. You must know that."
Lindsey blushed again. "Thank you" she said shyly.
"I saw you earlier" he said, "You were in the pool touching yourself. I saw you come."
Lindsey's head was spinning. She looked at the ground and could feel tears building in her eyes. She felt so ashamed.
"Did you know I was watching you?" He asked
"No" She whispered.
"Really, I find that hard to believe. You put on quite a show."
Lindsey burst in to tears sobbing and covering her face.
"Don't cry Lindsey." He reached out and pulled her by her arm. "Come sit here with me. I didn't mean to make you cry. I was only teasing you."
He pulled her on to his lap and wrapped his arms around her rocking her back and forth. She could feel his hard dick against her ass. They were quite for a few minutes and slowly Lindsey tears disappeared.
"There, there." he said.
She looked up at him with innocence in her eyes but secretly she was feeling excited and dirty.
"I like it when you hold me Mr. Johns. I like rocking back and forth on your lap. I know you didn't mean to hurt my feelings. It's just that I felt so embarrassed that you caught me being such a bad girl." She said.
Her voice had changed and she suddenly felt confident and in control.
He noticed the change right away. "Holy shit" he thought. He had known when he came over he would get a eyeful of her luscious body and maybe the chance to cop a feel once or twice but it sounded like she was flirting with him. Two could play at this game.
"Oh baby girl you aren't bad for what you did. Lots of girls touch themselves like that. Do you do that a lot?"
"Yes." She replied "I do it every night before bed."
She could feel him getting harder. And his hand reached around and cupped her tit. She began to rock on her own letting his cock slid up and down her ass.
"I think of dirty things and I touch my pussy and play with my titties"
"What happens then?" he asked
"My pussy gets really wet and hot" she replied "Like it is right now"
He slid his hand down her warm soft belly and over the crouch of her bathing suit. Sure enough he could feel how wet she was through the fabric.
"Oh baby girl." He moaned.
Lindsey knew she couldn't hold back on her fantasy any longer. She had already crossed the boundary between good girl and bad. Why turn back now?
"Do you like my wet pussy daddy?" She purred in his ear.
"Holy shit!" he thought. "How did an old fat pervert like me get so lucky?" He went with her fantasy with out missing a beat.
"Yes baby girl. Daddy loves your wet pussy. Do you know what else daddy likes?"
"What daddy?" she coed
"Daddy loves those little perky titties."
Until now Lindsey's back was facing Mr. Johns. She stood up and turned to face him. She slowly took off her top. Then she sat back down on Mr. Johns lap facing him this time, straddling his lap and pressing his cock against the wet fabric covering her cunt.
"Suck on my titties Daddy" she begged.
He leaned forward licking and sucking her pink nipples while she moaned and humped his lap.
