Under the Bleachers

Bill was working quietly at his desk during the lunch period when the door quickly opened and closed. Jamie pressed her back against it and breathed heavily.

"What the heck Jamie?" Bill asked incredulously. His daughter's chest heaved a few more times as she caught her breath. Even in the oversized sweater her body was a thing to marvel at. It barely covered anything. Or maybe it did, but his fatherly instincts had him thinking he needed to buy his little teenager a new wardrobe.

"What the heck...DAD?" Jamie looked up and fired back.

"I don't like your tone."

"Well I don't like when a boy touches me and then doesn't talk to me ever again." Wow was she feisty, he father thought. He was surprised to hear her so confrontational, but he liked it.

"Okay first of all, I'm not a boy I'm your father. And second it isn't like that."

"What is it like DAD, because it feels like I came to you and asked for your help and now you're ignoring me?" She started to sound sad, and Bill knew she wasn't exactly wrong.

"Baby," he told her "I'm sorry... I didn't mean for it to be like that."

Jamie took a few steps toward him. She wasn't sure what she was looking for from him, but the arousal that had been driving her crazy a few minutes ago certainly wasn't gone. Bill went on to say that he just thought they needed to take a little time off and think about what had happened. He said he didn't mean to ignore her, he loved her...

And then he stopped talking. He stopped because his hands were on his daughter's hips. His hands were on Jamie's hips and she had just straddled his lap. Her dress had ridden up on her hips and revealed a pair of black cotton panties.

Neither of them wanted to say anything and spoil the moment. Bill was done making excuses. His daughter obviously wanted this, and he'd be lying if he said he didn't want it too, whatever IT was.

So when Jamie started slowly moving her hips he didn't protest. He had been hard since he saw her walk in the door. Jamie could feel her father's cock sticking straight up toward his belt and she guided her hips along that path. Her father's hands held her tight and pushed her firmly down into his lap.

"Unhhh," Jamie whined as his shaft stimulated her clit wonderfully. "Oh God daddy..."

She was already so aroused, but when her dad reached a hand up and under the dress she was on fire. His fingers inched high enough to encounter her bra; but when he didn't find one he wasn't entirely surprised. Just before his hand came to cup her soft breast, Bill realized he'd never seen Jamie's breasts. Sure, he'd caught a glimpse of them in one of her tiny little shirts, but with his hand resting just below, Bill held his breath.

Jamie kept grinding on her father's lap while waiting for him to move his hand higher. The tingling feeling continued to spread from her core to her limbs, from her limbs to the tips of her fingers. When her daddy's hand finally encircled the bottom of her tit she moved her hand over his quickly to close it. The sensation of his large palms holding her gently quickly brought her orgasm close at hand. He pawed, he squeezed, testing the softness and bounce of her breast. This, of course, had Jamie moaning and writhing fast in her father's lap.

"Unhh... unhhh... unhhhh..." cried Jamie, "Daddy you're gonna make me cum... your big cock feels so... unhhh... good!"

Bill worried that someone might hear them, or walk in to see him feeling up his daughter while she humped his lap desperately. But he couldn't stop her... he wouldn't. Her bottoms were so wet that they were leaving a damp spot on his slacks, and still he only urged her down harder. The layers of cloth between his daughter's bare pussy and his solid shaft dulled the sensitivity, but the sheer weight of their forbidden actions were really getting Jamie going.

It was too much for her and seconds later, with a gasp and clench of her thighs, Jamie was cumming in her daddy's lap. The teenager had to bury her head in her father's shoulder to silence her cries, but still she worked her mound over her father's bulging pants. She was quivering and unsteady as she did.

Bill adored his baby girl and the level of satisfaction he'd brought her. He'd given her exactly what she needed after a tough morning of dreaming that her dad might help her cum like he had the day before. He was ecstatic to help her, but now he was stuck with a hard-on like no other and frenzied desire to lay Jamie on the desk and ravage her.

He did just that, and Jamie barely noticed for her head was still rattled by the effects of her climax. The added pressure of her father''s hips against her own didn't help it clear as he laid her on the desk. Bill had easily lifted the tiny brunette and placed her where he wanted her. As he scrunched the sweater up her lithe body it shuffled and creased the papers he'd been grading. He couldn't have cared less. His hands quickly moved to his belt. Bill was going to be buried inside his beautiful teenager once and for all.

His pants fell, and his fingers fumbled to Jamie's waist. He would have ripped off her panties but he needed to be more gentle with her.

"Daddy what are you doing?" Jamie asked when she finally came around.

"Shhh baby, daddy's going to fuck you now, okay?"

Jamie was worried, she had come into his office wanting something, but this was more than she'd bargained for.. The bulge in her father's boxer briefs looked big... too big. And not on his desk in the middle of the school day!

"NoooOoo..." she whined, "we shouldn't... we can't Daddy."

Bill wasn't hearing her, instead focusing his energies on keeping Jamie still so he could remove her miniature black underwear His own daughter had just humped herself into orgasm and he intended to show her how to make her father feel good too. His cock throbbed to be released and then enveloped in Jamie's tight quim.

"Daaaad...nooo..." she protested, drawing it out when his bulge came in contact with her bare clit. Her legs hung down over the edge of the desk, panties stretched between her feet.. 'This is really going to happen,' she thought. Jamie didn't know whether to be scared or excited; wasn't this what she wanted all along? His penis looked so large that she was worried what it might do to her,

And then the bell rang.

The two of them held still until the long drone overhead stopped. Bill took stock of his daughter: face still flushed, her dress bunched just above her perfect little nipples and her tiny opening was waiting to accept him. Jamie's eyes didn't leave her father's as he loomed over her. What was he going to do?

Jamie's socks brushed the backs of her father's legs, jolting him out of his transfixion. Bill couldn't make up his mind. Should he just do it, should he take his daughter's virginity right there in the middle of his office? He certainly wanted to, and she was so vulnerable and ready for it.

He was taking too long; Jamie started to worry she would be late for class again. Ms. Sherman was the one who caught her in the closet with that boy and she didn't want to test her again. Jamie slowly slipped to her feet, unable to help her tiny mound from coming in contact with her father again.

She pulled her dress down and smoothed it out over her thighs. Watching her nude little body disappear was a terrible thing, especially as the sweater material covered up her youthful breasts

"Sorry Daddy... I have to go." There really was remorse in Jamie's eyes as she said it. She leaned in close, putting a hand on her father's chest and standing on tiptoe "But you can fuck me after school if you still want to..."

It was jarring to hear Jamie talk that way. Bill was speechless as his teenager kissed him on the lips and walked toward the door.

"Thank you daddy," she said with a big smile. "I feel much better now, I promise I'll pay you back later. I get out of cheerleading at 4:30"

Bill grimaced. 'What a tease,' he thought to himself. He felt like grabbing her by the arm and pinning her against the wall so he could call in her promise immediately. From the looks of it she was going to be a very tight fit; he might have to take his time helping her adjust. He knew he was well endowed, perhaps more-so considering how tiny Jamie's pussy was, but he looked forward to filling her up regardless.

It must have taken Bill a full hour to get even a moment of work done. Even then, he was doing it half-mast. And just when he started to return to his papers, a glance down below his desk revealed Jamie's pair of sexy black underwear. He reached down to grab them just before the bell rang, shoving them quickly in his pocket.

Students filed in for his last class of the day. But no matter what he tried, he could not get his mind off of finding Jamie and releasing all his pent-up arousal deep into her young, snug insides. Even the glimpse of other pretty high schoolers in his class had Bill pining to be with his daughter again. The damp black lingerie that he kept thumbing in his pocket was calling to him, convincing him of what he had to do.

He wanted her so by the time class ended that he was out the door before any of his students. He glided down the halls, checking first at her locker and then the place in the lobby where all the cheerleaders seemed to congregate. She wasn't in either place. Downstairs he checked the gym, and didn't see any of the girls out on the floor warming up for practice. As Jenny, another cheerleader walked toward the girls' locker room, he called out to her .

"Tell Jamie her father needs to see her right away, will you Jenny?"

"Sure Mr. Reynolds!" she responded. Jenny was always curiously nice to him.

Inside the locker room Jamie's friend relayed the message. Girls who overheard "ooo-ed" and "ahh-ed" or taunted that Jamie was in trouble. Jamie herself wondered what her dad could want badly enough to pull her out of practice. Quickly she pulled on the rest of her cheerleading outfit. They had really gotten away with showing a lot of skin this year, with a halter-top and skirt that barely covered her behind. Of course, they had matching boy-shorts to cover up on spin and jump moves, but in her haste Jamie hadn't put them on. It reminded her of earlier that day, which obviously brought a certain heat beneath her skirt.

Sure enough, her father was waiting close by.

"Hey Dad, what's up..." Jamie started, but her father interrupted.

"You're not in trouble Jamie but follow me." He grabbed her by the arm and quickly led her across the gym. Jamie was nervous but admittedly excited about what was going on. She always liked it when boys were a little agressive; her father's strong grasp sent butterflies fluttering through her tummy.

When they reached the other side of the gym she thought he would take them through the exit doors next to the bleachers. Instead she watched her father check around them, standing next to the plastic panels blocking entry beneath the bleachers. When he seemed sure nobody was watching, Bill ducked behind the false wall and dragged his daughter with him.

It was darker there; nobody could see without looking for them. Once they were both safely concealed, Bill pulled his daughter in close and pressed her against the wall of the gym. His lips fell upon hers greedily, and Jamie lifted a leg to pull them together. She knew what her dad wanted; the hard-on fighting against his slacks gave him away.

She kissed him with an equal amount of passion. Even though he'd helped abate her pent up urges earlier that day, thinking of what he'd meant to do to her when he'd pulled off her panties had riled her up more than ever. Jamie didn't care that it was wrong. She didn't care that they were in her school or under the bleachers. And she didn't care that she could hear the cheerleading squad gathering out on the gym floor. By the time her other foot lifted off the ground as her father pinned her against the wall, Jamie was ready for whatever was next

"Slow down Daddy," Jamie giggled, "I'm all yours now..."

But he didn't slow down. Just as soon as his lips left hers, his fingers found the hem of her top and pulled it up over her head. The tight-fitting shirt rustled her hair as it left her shoulders, and her pert breasts jiggled free of their trap. Her back came into contact with the cold wall but her bare chest was immediately warmed by her dad once again squeezing her between him and the concrete.

As their lips came together again, father and daughter's tongues fought to gain ground. They practiced twirling around each other's; Jamie licked the roof of Bill's mouth playfully. All the while Jamie was unbuttoning her father's shirt. And before long, Bill's hands lowered to his baby's waist. He paused to grip her tit, admiring it briefly before wrapping thumb and forefinger around her thin waist.

But he didn't stop there, and as soon as his hand cleared the ruffled fabric of her skirt, he found her bottomless once again.

"Jesus Jamie, you are a bad girl," his fingers taunted the outer lips of her now-slick entrance, "do you ever listen to me baby?"

Jamie tilted her head, arching her back simultaneously while her father fingers pried at her sensitive lips. "I'm sorry daddy...uuoohhh... I didn't have time to put my bottoms on before I came out."

They remained silent for a moment while concentrating on what Bill was doing with his hands down below. He continued to feign that he might sink a finger into her hot little center, but then he'd pull away. It was driving Jamie crazy.

"I'll listen now daddy..." she said through a breath and a gasp, "I'll do whatever you tell me to, I promise."

Standing there with his gorgeous daughter, touching and gazing upon her slender teenage body and its inexplicable proportions, he knew exactly what he wanted her to do.

"Okay then Jamie," he started, while sliding a fingertip just between her wet lips, "how about you take off my pants first."

"Ok Daddy!" Jamie complied excitedly. It was hard to do anything with her father's finger stroking her tingling inner walls.

She fumbled with his belt but in a few seconds his pants fell to the ground with a clink. Her hand held the outline of his manhood through his underwear, she was nervous to finally see it for real.

"It feels so big daddy," she said admiringly, but with apparent nervousness in her voice.

"It will be okay honey, I promise to go slow."

Still she ran her hand up and down the length of his shaft. She wanted to tease him like he had done to her. But now, with the amazing feeling of her father working his finger in and out of her pussy to his second knuckle, Jamie wanted to finally know what having her daddy's penis inside of her would feel like. At long last, she grabbed his waistband and tugged it over him and down around his thighs

Bill's cock sprung free of his underwear impressively; it looked over eight inches long and very thick. The way they were standing it was dangerously close to his daughter's virgin hole; it made both of them hold their breath for a second as reality set in.

Jamie carefully took him in her hand. Her father groaned appreciatively as his daughter finally touched him the way he'd wanted for too long. Her hand looked miniature wrapped around Bill's cock, but it felt fantastic when she began sliding it up and down like she heard she was supposed to.

Bill involuntarily closed the distance between his hips and Jamie's. Only a few more inches and he'd be positioned to make her a woman.

"I've never had sex before dad, but aren't we supposed to use a condom?" Jamie questioned innocently.

"Yes baby." her father said, respiring heavily, "but it's okay, I'll be careful."

Inexperienced as she was, she was right, but he couldn't stop now. Jamie wouldn't have allowed him to anyway, but his promise calmed her. They both knew Jamie wasn't on birth control, her mother wouldn't allow it. It made their secret even riskier, and all the more exhilarating.

"I had my period two weeks ago daddy, so we have to be REALLY careful.. okay?" The way she continued stroking him, picking up speed even, made it impossible for Bill to say anything that might stop them now. Even if she was at her most fertile, nothing could stop him fucking her now.

Jamie made like she would get on her knees; she knew a little about how to give a blowjob, and she wanted to make her dad happy. But he stopped her before she could kneel before him. Pulling her back up to face him, he kissed her, looked into her eyes and said,

"Later sweetie, I can't wait any longer to make love to you," he told her.

Jamie wore the biggest smile he'd ever seen, she felt a warmth deep inside her and a twinge of nerves.

"Take it in your hand," her father instructed. Jamie complied. "Now point it at your ... ahhh right there..." Her father was cut off as Jamie got ahead of him. His tip came into contact with her mound and was immediately coated with her wetness.

"Are you ready... are you sure... my bad little daughter?" As he said it Bill was nudging his tip against Jamie's opening - it felt incredible to both of them.

"Yes Daddy..."

"Tell me you want it," he asked.

"Ugghh... I want it," she said, squirming as his tip kneaded her clit.

"Are you going to take my virginity?" Jamie asked. She pulled at him, her hand still encircling his rod as he lingered outside of her. "Ooohh... are you daddy?...or are you going to just talk about it."

Bill scoffed, hesitating a moment at her edginess, and then promptly accepting her challenge.

He pushed forward.

Jamie's lips protested, but gave way.

Bill's tip, the whole thing, but only that, was finally fit snugly inside her. The feeling was inexplicable. Jamie, who was experiencing it for the first time, adored the warmth bestowed in her by her dad's invading head. And Bill had never felt something so snug and inviting; they both wanted more.

With one leg lifted and wrapped around his naked thigh to allow him access, Jamie stood helpless but fulfilled as her dad slid in further.

There was pain at first.

Bill paused, far from entirely within his little girl.

"Are you okay Jamie?" He asked lovingly; the look on her face demanded he check.

"Oh Dad...uhhhhhhh..." she panted needily, "Daaad..."

Jamie's chest heaved.

She was too arousing a sight. He urged just a bit further.

Jamie howled.

Worrying they would be heard he stopped moving.

"Shhhhhh honey," he consoled, placing a finger over her lips. Luckily the noise level in the gym was full of cheerleaders and part of band practicing. "Do you want to stop? Does it hurt too bad."

Bill hoped to God she didn't.

"NO!" Jamie cried in a hushed voices, "No Daddy, no... Keep going, I can be a big girl for you...uhhhhh... and your...oohhhh," Her father had continued channelling into her, "your big... ohmygod...thick...unnhh... cock."

By the time she finished saying it Bill was as far as he could go. Standing the way they were he could not shove all the way into his daughter's pussy. Jamie was lucky because she was having a hard enough time adjusting to her dad's size already.

Impaled and pinned against the wall, Jamie returned a long, desirous kiss from her father. It helped her take her mind off the discomfort of having him inside her, penetrating her for the first time. So did the way his hands seemed to glide around her body, finding all of the right spots to massage her and help her along. When he finally moved again she was ready.

Bill slowly withdrew from his daughter.

Her snug insides gripped him, resisting his exit.

As her entrance gave way to the ridge of his tip, Jamie let out the breath she'd been holding. Bill wanted nothing more than to plunge back inside her, but watching his little girl catch her breath he knew to wait. Instead he swiped a hand under her yellow skirt and grabbed hold of her tender, padded cheek. With the other he palmed her ample breasts.