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A Day at the Lake

My next door neighbors and I are good friends. He is about 20 years older than me, is married, and has a son, Jason, and daughter, Christina, both around my age, from his first marriage. His wife has two daughters from her first marriage. Their names are April and Jane. Jane is going into middle school and April just graduated high school. April is about 5’8” tall and has developed nicely over the past three years that I have known her. She sports about a 34-C bra and is in great shape. She was a cheerleader at her high school. She is always darkly tanned and has dark brown hair. I often see her and her friends tanning in their back yard. A few weeks ago James asked me if I wanted to go to the lake with them and hang out on their boat. I told them that I would, and he said to meet them out front at 8 am that Friday.
I woke up early that day, around 6 or so. I let the dogs out, did a couple of chores, went and got my bathing suit on and met James and his family out front of our houses. “Hey James, thanks for inviting me.”
“No problem, Ryan. With your wife out of town, you need someone to hang out with right? Plus, we can get some sun and drink a few beers. Jason can’t go because he finally got a job, but the rest of us will be there.”
“OK, that’s fine,” I smiled, and climbed into his truck. I was sitting in the front with him, while Christina sat in the back. James’ wife drove their other car with April and Jane, towing the jet-ski. We got to the lake and I helped James get the boat ready while everyone else walked down to the dock. As James backed the boat down the ramp, I unhooked it from the trailer and held it to the dock as everyone else got in. We sat in the boat, talking about random stuff and congratulating Ashley on her graduation. James got to the boat and we drove across the lake to the beach where we usually set up our stuff.
We unloaded the stuff out of the boat and set it up. James started the charcoal on the grill, Christina and I set up the canopy and the rest of the girls took care of everything else. Once we were done setting up, James asked who wanted to ride on the tubes first. Jane yelled saying that she wanted to and that she wanted Christina to be on the other one. James and his wife got into the boat hooked the tubes up and they were off with Jane and Christina yelling and screaming behind them. Ashley and I were sitting on out towels on the beach just soaking up the sun.
“So, congrats again on your graduation. What are your plans now?” I asked April.
“I don’t know. I kind of want to be a nurse. I might go to college for that, I don’t want to leave home though. I like my family and I think it would be hard to go far away for school.”
“Yeah, I don’t know if your mom would want you too far away either. Actually, don’t tell her I told you this, but she said that she wants you to at least stay in state if not in town for school.”
“She told you that?” April asked me.
“Yeah, she said that a while ago at one of our bar-b-ques. You know how moms are.”
April smiled and in a sarcastic voice said, “Yeah, they don’t want their babies to grow up. I know.” We sat for a little while longer, and then April stood up and said, “I wonder where they are? They should have been back by now. I’ll try calling them.” She got her phone and called them. April came over to me and said, “They forgot to fill the boat up with gas. They had to put it back on the trailer and go to the gas station. They won’t be back for about an hour. Oh well, you wanna go for a swim? I’m hot.”
‘Yeah you are’ I thought to myself. “Sure, that’ll cool us off a little.” I stood up and took my shirt and sandals off. I could see out of the corner of my eye that April was staring at me. I turned to her and asked, “Are you gonna swim in your shorts and shirt?”
“Oh, no, sorry, I was just thinking about something.” She bent down and slid her shorts off revealing her bikini bottom that barely covered half of her ass. She stood back up and peeled her shirt off. She had a very tight fitting black string bikini with white tie-strings. Her tanned body glowed in the sunshine. She tossed her shirt on her towel with her shorts and we both walked into the water.
We splashed around a while. April went under the water and came up with her face looking up, brushing her hair back with her hands. I swam out a ways turned around and came back in. When I got to where I could stand, April came up behind me, jumped on my back and pulled me under the water with her. I reached around behind my head, trying to grab her shoulders and pull us both out of the water. My hand went to the back of her neck and while I grabbed her neck to pull us both up, I accidentally grabbed the tie string of her bikini. As we came out of the water, I let go quickly, but April must not have noticed it right away. We stood up, I turned around and she was standing there, breasts fully exposed to me. I quickly turned away, she grabbed her top and pulled it back on, saying, “Oops, sorry about that.”
“No, I think I did that on accident. I’m the one who should apologize.” I could feel my face turning red from the embarrassment but I could also feel the blood flowing into my cock from the sight of her great tits. “I really didn’t mean to do that April.”
“It’s OK Ryan. We were playing around. That stuff happens.” She sounded pretty mature saying that. We walked out of the water and went and sat on our towels. I made sure April went first so she didn’t see my partially erect penis sticking out…and so I could watch her wet ass walking up the beach. With all the moving and jumping we did, her bikini bottoms had ridden up a little, almost creating a thong look. April got to her towel and sat down. She still had one hand on the back of her neck to hold her bikini on. I was almost to my towel when she said, “Hey Ryan, before you sit down, would you mind tying this for me. I mean, since you untied it anyway.” I could hear the sarcasm in her voice.
“Yeah, sure, I can do that, smart ass.” I walked over behind her, knelt down behind her, grabbed the strings and tied them.
“No, it’s gotta be a little tighter than that. Are you trying to make me fall out of this thing?”
I wanted to say yes, but I said, “OH, sorry, no I don’t know how tight you want it.”
She grabbed her breasts, and pushed them up and together a little. “Here, now pull the strings so they’re kinda tight.” I pulled up on the strings. “There, now tie it.” She let go of herself and said, “There, that’s a lot better. See? They don’t flop all over now.” She shook her chest back and forth a little to make sure.
“Sorry, I’ve never tied a bikini on before. Not really my thing you know?” I quickly sat down hoping that she didn’t see my semi-erect cock.
April turned toward me, and lay down on her stomach. She picked her head up, looked at me and asked, “Would you mind rubbing some sun screen on my back Ryan? I don’t want to burn.”
“Yeah, I can do that.” I grabbed the sun screen and squirted some into my hand. I started rubbing it on her back, holding the strings up with one hand and rubbing the sun screen into her back with the other.
“You know what? You can untie that so it doesn’t get in the way.”
“Its fine, I can work around it.”
“No, please untie it. I also don’t want to get any tan lines.” I grabbed the strings in each hand and slowly untied the knot, putting the loose ends on the ground next to her. I finished with her back when she asked, “My legs too? Would you mind?”
“Of course not, I don’t mind.” I said, thinking ‘actually I would love it.’ I rubbed sun screen into the skin on the back of her legs starting at her feet and moving up to the back of her thighs.
April reached her hands back to her bikini, pulled it even more into her ass, and asked, “Here too? Please?”
In a sarcastic tone of voice I said, “If I have to I guess I will.” I put more sun screen on my hands and began rubbing it into her ass.
I wasn’t thinking about anything besides rubbing her ass. I was staring at my hands as I made circles around her butt. She had a very firm and toned ass. I was so focused on her ass, April had to stop me and say, “I think it’s good now Ryan. I think you got it all rubbed in.”
“Sorry, my mind wandered off a little there.” I got up and moved back to my towel. I lay down on my towel on my stomach, pressing my now almost fully erect cock into the ground. April reached up to the back of her neck, untied her bikini and moved her hair out of the way. She was looking at me the whole time she was untying her top, ensuring I saw her and knew what she was doing. When she finished, she kept her eyes on me. “What?” I asked her.
“Oh nothing. Thanks for rubbing the sun screen on me.”
“No problem, you are welcome.” She laid her head back down as did I.
I laid there listening to the waves for what seemed like forever, I looked at my watch and it was only about ten minutes. I heard April say, “Ryan, do you think you can put some more sun screen on me?”
“Already, I think you should be ok. It’s only been ten minutes.” I replied, not opening my eyes.
“Yeah, but you didn’t get all of me.” I sat up and looked over at April. She was sitting up, facing me, and was completely topless. “You missed a couple spots. Specifically, here and here.” She pointed to her breasts.
I quickly turned my head, saying “April, don’t you think you should put your bikini back on? Your parents could be back any time.”
“They told me an hour which usually means longer than that. Now, please, come over here and put some sun screen on me. I told you that I didn’t want to get burned…or tan lines. This is the best way to not get tan lines, right?”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” I stood up, and walked over to her, trying not to stare at her beautiful chest. “Um, I guess, lay down.” April laid down and I grabbed the sun screen, put some onto my hands, and started rubbing it into her stomach.
“I already put it on there; I wanted you to put in on here.” She grabbed my hands and brought them up to her chest. She put my hands on either breast and started to move them in circular motions. “See? I need you to rub it in here.” She said as she released the grip she had on my hands. “Yeah, that’s the spot. Right there.” She started to moan softly.
“April, are you sure this is OK? I mean, I’m married.” I felt my hard on growing bigger so I moved a little to try and hide it.
“Ryan, if I didn’t want you to do this, I wouldn’t have asked. Besides, no one will ever know besides us.” Somehow that was reassuring, I don’t know why, but I felt better. I continued rubbing and massaging her breasts. “That feels good Ryan.” She closed her eyes and started to breathe a little heavier. “OK, I think it’s all rubbed in Ryan.”
“So, maybe I wanna keep rubbing your beautiful breasts. It seems like you are enjoying it and I know I am.” I started to pinch her nipples a little as they became erect.
April moved her hand up to my leg, and ran it up to my hard cock. “Well, I guess you are enjoying it. See? Aren’t you glad I asked you to rub the sun screen on me now?” She started to massage my cock through my swim shorts. It felt so good I started to close my eyes. Her other hand reached up to my shoulder and she slowly pulled me down to her. I opened my eyes as I got close to her; she was looking directly into my eyes and said, “Ryan, can I kiss you?” Without giving me a chance to respond, she pulled me closer and kissed me. Her lips were so soft and she tasted like strawberries from her lip gloss. She opened her eyes and stopped the kiss, “Wow, Ryan, you are a good kisser.”
“Thanks, but that was nothing.” I kissed her again, this time opening my mouth and sticking my tongue into hers. I slowly moved my tongue around inside her mouth playing with her tongue. I still had my hands on her breasts, massaging them and pinching her nipples. April started to moan more as she started to move her tongue around with mine.
She took her hand off of my hard-on, reached up and pulled the tie-string on my shorts. “Is this OK?” She asked sheepishly. I nodded as we kissed. She slid my shorts down, letting my hard cock ‘snap’ off of the waistband of my shorts. It stuck out facing her now. “Wow, Ryan, your wife is a very lucky lady. You have a nice big dick. Is that OK if I call it a dick?”
“Yeah, you can call it whatever you want April.”
She grabbed it again and started to stroke the length of it with her hand. Her eyes fixed on my cock, she said, “Wow. I just can’t believe the size of it. I mean, it’s a lot bigger than the boys’ I have been with from school.” I was wondering how many boys she had been with. She returned her lips to mine and with her free hand, she took one of my hands off of her chest and guided it down to her crotch. “Will you rub here too Ryan? I think I need some attention down here.”
I started to rub her mound right above her pussy. She let go of my hand, went to either side of her hips with her hand and untied the strings on her bikini bottoms. She pulled them off revealing her completely shaven young mound to me. She grabbed my hand again, moving it farther down, “Down here Ryan.” I ran my fingers up and down her slit which was partly moist. I felt her juices on my fingertips the more I rubbed it. April started to moan louder now, especially after I started alternating back and forth between flicking each nipple.
She dug her tongue into my mouth and stroked my cock faster. “April, that’s getting a little rough.” I was referring to my cock as she was stroking it faster.
“OK, so what? I don’t have anything to put on it for lube. But I can do this.” She stopped stroking me, leaned up on her elbow, and inserted my cock into her mouth. “Mmmmmm.” Her lips were stretched to the limit as she took my cock into her mouth. She pulled her head back, “Damn, that’s big. I imagined that you’d have a big cock, but not that big. It barely fits in my mouth.” She re-inserted my cock into her mouth, moaning as she slid her lips down my shaft. I moved my fingers up and started to rub her clit. She started to moan more now. She pulled my dick out of her mouth and said, “Ryan, will you, you know, will you have sex with me?”
“You mean you want me to fuck you? Uh, April, I…”
“Don’t worry,” she knew what I was going to say. “My parents aren’t going to be back for a while still and NO, your wife will never know.”
“I would love to do that. I have been thinking about doing you since I met you. I just never thought I would have the opportunity.”
“Really?” She asked excitedly. “I have been thinking that too. Can I tell you another secret?”
“What’s that?”
“I have masturbated many times thinking about you fucking me and about you fucking your wife. I saw you two messing around in your kitchen one day when I was home from school. I heard you laughing, so I looked over to see what you were doing, and you were standing between her legs as she was naked on the counter. I tried to stop looking, but I just couldn’t. I’m sorry Ryan. Please don’t be mad.”
“Oh, I am far from mad. Actually it turns me on more knowing that you were watching us. I like that.” I moved over so I was kneeling in front of her open legs, my hard cock pointing at her awaiting pussy. “April, I don’t have a condom, I don’t think we can do this.”
“It’s ok Ryan, I’m on the pill just in case something happens. I told my mom that it was so I got more regular periods, but it’s not really for that. You might have to go slow. Actually, you know what? How about you lay down? That way I can control how deep and far your dick goes into me.”
“I would love that. I would actually prefer that.” I didn’t tell her I liked to be on bottom. “I want you to be able to control it so I don’t hurt you.” I lay down on her towel as she stood up and straddled me. My cock standing erect, pointing up at her pussy, she squatted down, grabbed me and positioned herself over me. She pressed the head right at the entrance of her opening and began to take me in.
She put both of her hands down there and pulled her pussy lips apart. “This’ll help.” April started to push herself down onto my cock. As the head went in, she gasped for air. Her eyes opened wide out of shock, but she kept pushing. I felt the head of my dick pop into her and April let out a loud moan. “Mmmmmm that feels great! It’s definitely big, but it feels so good.” She kept lowering herself into my prick. I could tell she was in pain, but she didn’t stop. She closed her eyes, held her breath, and pushed down onto me as far as she could take it. “Oh my God Ryan. That feels so good.”
“Yeah it does, your pussy is so tight. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I love the feel of a tight pussy on my cock.” I reached up and started to massage her breasts as she relaxed a little and started to move herself up and down on my cock.
I took one hand down to her crotch and started to rub her clit again. “Oh my God that feels so good.” She mumbled something after that.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“Oh, I was just asking myself if I was really fucking you right now. It feels great.” As she loosened up more, she started to move up and down easier. I pinched and twisted her nipples with the one hand that was still on her tits, which made her scream a little. “Do that again. That feels great!” I continued to rub her clit and pinch her nipples as she started to bounce up and down faster on my cock.
“Damn April, you are so tight I don’t think I am going to last too long,” I told her. “I’m trying to hold it back as long as I can, but it’s not doing much.”
“That’s fine. Just do what you do and we’ll get used to each other more. I won’t last long either. I’ve never had a cock this big before.” She reached up and grabbed her breast that I wasn’t pinching and started to rub it. She leaned her head back and moaned even louder. I could feel the temperature of her pussy heating up. She was getting ready to climax.
As she heated up, I felt my balls start to pump my cum into my shaft. I twitched my cock in her and she let out a small scream of surprise. My thumb was moving faster on her clit now and my fingers pinching her nipple were working at the same speed. “I think I’m gonna cum April. I can’t hold it any longer.”
“Do it, go inside me. I want to feel your cum in me.” She started to bounce up and down faster, but now she added a back and forth movement which sent me over the edge.
“Here it comes. Holy shit!” I yelled as I pushed my cock into her, releasing shot after shot of cum deep into her young pussy. I tightened up my cock, making it swell more, and pushed and held it in her.
“Oh my God that feels so good. I didn’t know it would go in that deep Ryan.” I looked down and saw that I was entirely inside of her wet pussy. I could feel her juices dripping out of her and onto the area around the base of my shaft. April started to shake as she let out more moans and screams. She went up and then came back down on my cock. When she got to the base again, she stayed there, started to shake more and leaned down to kiss me. Our lips met and it was like heaven. My cock inside of this teenager I have longed for for a while. April’s breasts pressing against my chest and our tongues dancing around each other’s.
I broke the kiss, “It’s been a while and I think your parents might be back soon. We should probably get dressed. But, if it’s ok with you, I definitely want to do this again.”
April stood up, letting my softening dick slide out of her dripping pussy and said, “Hell yes I want to do this again…obviously. Your cock is amazing.” She grabbed her bikini and started to put the top on. I reached up to her crotch and flicked her clit. She jumped back, “Don’t. That’s too sensitive right now. Later.” She put the rest of her bikini on and, with my cock subdued now, I put my swim shorts back on.

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What do I have to do to get a part?

Students are trying out for parts in a middle school version of A Midsummer Nights Dream. What they don’t know is that the director has already narrowed it down to one young actress to play the role of Titania and he insists on personally educating her how to act out the role. Sounds kinda highbrow at first, but give it a chance and watch what he does with/to the girl to make sure she gets into the role. Grab something to drink or smoke and sit back and enjoy Maddie’s journey.

My gay tale

this my first story and it is my true story. i have changed the names and made a few changes in the story as well. this is just a start i will write more.

Andy’s Dad

This is my first attempt at erotica, so please be merciful. I wrote this story as a request from another member I met a while ago (I had a different account at the tme). If you like my writing and have a fantasy you’d like me to write into a story, don’t hesitate to ask. My only conditions are these:
-Nothing about underage kids (16 is the age of consent in my country)
-Nothing about animals (they cannot give consent)
-Nothing about people being violated or otherwise abused against their will. BDSM is fine, so long as all parties consent.
Anyway here is the story. Hope you enjoy!!
Andy’s Dad
Part I
The girls couldn’t help but giggle a little as they looked at the screen. At 18, neither Andy nor her best friend Amy had felt the pleasure of a man’s touch. Amy’s finger scrolled down on the mouse wheel, revealing even more pictures. Neither of them was giggling now; instead they both gazed intently at the men on the screens. Amy started to scroll to the next page when Andy stopped her.
“Wait,” she said, holding on to Amy’s wrist, “look at that one!”
Andy pointed at an older man, in his mid 40s perhaps. His hair had a touch of grey but his smile revealed the confidence of age and maturity. There was not a hint of discomfort in his face and unlike the others they had seen up until this point, he did not look like he was posing for picture. It almost seemed to Andy as if the photographer had caught him in a candid shot and yet, he also looked as if he knew he was being watched. Andy’s eyes roamed his body, and her hand had already begun moving between her legs when her friend broke her gaze.
“What’s so special about him?” She said. “He’s kinda old.”
“He’s just so sexy though,” Andy retorted, “look at his eyes. I bet he knows how to please a girl.”
Amy looked at her friend confusedly. “I guess so. What about this guy though? Look at those abs!”
The mouse cursor was restingon a young, hairless man, with sparking muscle and shoulder length blonde hair, a bright white smile, and an erection bigger than either of the girls had seen up until that point.
“Look at the size of that thing…” Amy said, engrossed by the sight of his engorged penis.
But Andy could not look away from the older man they had come across. He was perfect in her eyes and the moisture between her legs confirmed her attraction. She knew she’d soon have to satiate her desires and could hardly keep her hands from drifting into position in her friend’s presence. ‘Amy must feel the same way’ she thought, looking down between her friend’s legs. Amy was totally absorbed by the man she examining on screen and hardly noticed Andy’s gaze. Andy stood up to go.
“I think I should go see if dad needs help with dinner.” She said.
“Sure.” Said Amy, eyes still fixed on the screen. “That’s a good idea.”
Andy smiled to her self as she left her friend’s room. “Bye Amy” she called back, “don’t forget our movie night tomorrow!”
“Ok. You too.” Amy yelled back disinterestedly.
Andy walked at a steady pace towards her father’s house. The southern California sun was hot, but it was the image of the older man which had Andy sweating today. As she turned the at the end of Amy’s street she felt a cool breeze lift her skirt up slightly and cool the inside of her thighs. That was when she realized the extent of her wetness. She needed to get home, she needed to take her skirt and panties off, she needed to satisfy herself and she needed to to it fast. Her pace quickened. She could feel the sweat now dripping down from her neck and behind her ears, slowly making its way down inbetween her perky breasts. She could not get that image out of her mind. The chest, strong and chiseled, the dark trail of hair leading down to his not yet erect penis, the grey eyes, which seemed to shoot beams of confidence and sexual energy out at her, and the masculine hands, worn from years of work, but still energetic and searching for a place on her body to rest. She finally opened the front door and was hit by a wave of cold air conditioned air.
“Andy! Is that you?” Her father yelled out from the living room. No time to talk. She had already started making her way up stairs to her room.
“Andrea!” He yelled out again. “Are you ok?”
She had made to the top of the stairs and turned around to find her dad looking up at her from below.
“I’m fine dad. I just need to change out of these sweaty clothes.”
“I’ve never seen you in such a rush.” He answered. “You look flushed. Are you sure everything’s ok?”
Maybe it was the heat. Maybe it was her excited sexuality. Whichever it was, Andy knew she was no longer looking at her dad the same way she had done this morning when she kissed him on the cheek before heading to school. The hair around his temples had greyed a little. Her mother’s infidelity had made the past year difficult for him; she had found a younger man. For the first time since her mother’s betrayal, Andy had noticed, or at least thought she noticed, the sexual tension in her father’s countenance. She knew he had not been with a woman since her mother and, now more than ever, felt not only the emotional turmoil in his heart, but the sexual frustration in his step. His hazy blue eyes looked up at her and seemed to search her body, once resting on her breasts, once on her smooth, shapely legs, and finally on her slightly parted lips.
“Are you ok?” He repeated.
“Y-yes, daddy.” She replied meekly. “I just need to get out of these clothes.”
“Oh.”
“Because they are sweaty. And it’s hot.” She immediately added nervously.
“Ok honey.” He said, as he began turning back towards the living room.
“Oh one more thing dear. Don and I are going out to a pub tonight so you’ll have to make your own dinner tonight.”
“Ok dad,” Andy answered as she rushed into her room.
She closed her curtains and began tearing off her clothes as quickly as she could. She stood for a moment, completely naked, her arms and legs spread out, and let the cool air engulf her hot sweaty body. Her nipples hardened as the sweat evaporated from her heaving tits. She closed her eyes and slowly began running her hands down the length of her body, over her breasts and hardened nipples and down towards her wet pussy. The first touch sent shivers through her body. She began gently sliding her fingers between her lips, careful not to put slide them too deep into her young pussy. She had done this a few times before, but never had she been so aroused, so captivated by the image of the older man. She began moaning as she imagined his fingers exploring her young pussy. She was possessed by this image; he was the manifestation of sex in her mind. She could hardly feel the pain as she bit down on the fingers of her left hand, while her right furiously beat against her throbbing clit. With her eyes still closed and her mind overcome by images of well experienced hands holding her down, penetrating her, taking her to the heights of pleasure, she mounted a pillow on her bed and began frantically thrusting her hips across its surface. Torrents of pleasure rushed through her as she reached the height of sexual ecstasy.
As the orgasm dissipated she realized it was not the man she had seen on Amy’s computer she was imagining. The man who she just imagined herself riding, the man who had made her cum so violently was her father. She looked down at the stain on her pillow in amazement. The shuffling of feet behind her door made no impression on her.
Part II
Andy lay in her bed, staring at the ceiling. The initial shock had long been replaced by a sense of shameless curiosity. Her thoughts were nebulous, impossible to penetrate or identify. She could hardly tell what she was thinking and only knew how she felt. She recognized the thirst she had awakened that afternoon. She knew it could no longer be quenched by the beating of her hands or the swaying of her hips against fabric. Deep down she knew only one thing would satisfy her young desire, though she dare not admit it openly to herself.
Just as she felt the warmth once again returning to her loins, her phone’s vibrating shook her violently from her sexual reverie. It was Amy. The text read “Jose finally asked me out!!!” Andy knew Amy had been waiting a long time for her crush, but could not share in her friend’s excitement. In fact she could hardly understand why her friend was so interested in these boys. They held no fascination for her, no mystery. Arrogant, yet insecure, brash, yet cowardly, incapable of holding a conversation and interested only in themselves. She needed someone confident and interesting, someone to show her the world, while shielding her from its dangers. She knew exactly who she was imagining.
It was about 6 in the evening when Andy got out of bed, dressed in pjs and left her room, having satisfied herself as best she could without the aid of the man she had been dreaming of. She weakly walked down stairs, her legs trembling with every step, and poured a glass of cold water. The afternoon’s ecstasies had left her muscles weakened and tired. She dropped herself on the couch and turned on the tv. Stock market news. Her dad kept a close watch on the endless ebb and flow of stocks. Though these numbers would help determine her future, they held little meaning to her in youth. She cycled through a few channels, eventually landing on the ‘family channel’ and yet another preteen drama. She remembered enjoying these shows as a child and watching them now held a certain sort of nostalgic pleasure. She knew that the plots were poorly thought out and that the acting left something to be desired, but nevertheless, felt comfortable watching. Without thinking she crossed her legs, as she had done many years ago, and instinctively smiled at the weak attempts at humor coming from her tv. Yet, something was different now. The characters seemed over sexualized to her. The oldest in this show was no more than 13 and yet already had a boyfriend. Andy thought about herself at the age. She had no interest in boys. At 18, she still hadn’t had a boyfriend. She suddenly felt uneasy and turned the tv off.
She walked back up the stairs towards her room. Perhaps the internet would afford a few hours of entertainment instead. She drearily walked past the bathroom door, but doubled back when something caught her eye. Her dad had forgotten to close the door. It was slightly ajar. At first she decided to ignore it and started towards her room, but her curiosity was too strong. She tip toed her way towards the bathroom door, trying as hard as she could not to make a noise. The opening only gave her a view of the mirror and all she could see the reflection of the shower curtain. She could hear her dad inside drying off with a towel but could not see anything. Andy slowly adjusted her viewing angle, standing flat against the wall.
Her eyes widened as they found what they had been looking for. Her dad was drying off his dark hair, dripping wet and completely naked. Her heart began to race. She scanned his powerful body with her eyes. He had the body of a swimmer, if not for the black hair that covered his chest and ran down his stomach. She watched as beads of water ran danced through chest hair and ran past strong abs towards his long soft member. It hung there, limp, swaying with the movement of his arms as he furiously dried his hair. She watched as a single bead emerged from the hair around its base, and slowly tricked down the shaft, getting caught at the lip of the head, before forcing its way over, and sliding off his head as though it reached an imaginary target. The path it blazed was singed in her memory and in that moment she imagined it making its way down his thick shaft more times than she could even count. Andy was so mesmerized with what she was seeing that she did not even notice the wetness between her thighs. She swallowed the entire image, not allowing a single moment to escape her memory. Her eyes rested on every feature of his body, his nipples, hardened from the cold, his slender, toned thighs, his sculpted abs, covered by a thin layer of black hair, his biceps, flexing as his hands gripped the moistening toil, and his genitals bobbing with each motion. She had never seen a more perfect image of masculinity and sexual energy. Andy wanted nothing more than to burst into the bathroom and throw herself at him, offering her body as a sacrifice to the adonis she saw before her. She could almost feel his firm grip around her waste and his deep voice directing her every motion. Lost in her fantasies, her right hand had, without her bidding, found its way into her panties. Her middle finger circled her clit furiously. She looked back inside the bathroom and saw that he had turned away from her and had one leg raised on the edge of the bathtub. Her hand slowed as she took in this new image. His back was to her and she could see his butt for first time and, with legs slightly parted, his swaying ballsack as well. With her left hand she reached forward, almost hoping for a touch. He might as well have been a mile away but she could not help but hope. Without warning he turned around and looked directly at the mirror for the first time.
“Andy is that you?” He said, puzzled.
She immediately pulled her hand out of her pants and scurried off to her room, not daring to provide an answer to his inquiry. Her body burned with embarrassment. She couldn’t believe she had watched for so long! Why not get your fill and leave! Why sit there and watch when you know he will eventually see you! She had been transfixed by his nakedness and could not hope to answer these questions. She rushed into her room and shut the door, breathing heavily, her cheeks flaming red. She paced around the room not know what to do next. Does she go back out there and act like nothing happened? Does she simply stay in her room until the next morning and hope he forgets? But how could he forget something like that? She slumped onto her bed not knowing what to do. Then came a knock at her door.
“Andy?” His deep voice said.
“Yes dad?” She meekly offered back.
“I’m heading out now. I’ll see you tomorrow morning, ok sweetie?”
“Ok.” She could barely muster up the word.
“Love you dear” he said as he walked away.
“You too dad” she whispered.
She breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe he simply wouldn’t mention what happened. Maybe he was just as embarrassed as she was. Either way she was glad he did not bring it up. She was also glad that she had the rest of the evening to recall what she had seen and the privacy to enjoy it as thorougly as she pleased.
-Stay tuned for part III-

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