I hate being the father of a teen girl. Don't get me wrong, when her friends come to our house, wearing small, tight tops and short skirts, my dick enjoys it. But trying to cover up a hard-on when there are seventeen-year-old girls in the house is difficult, to say the least.
The worst (or should I say best) of her friends May is a small Asian girl with glasses, dark hair, and a chubby but fuckable body. Guys her age probably call her geek, but we guys learn later in life, that geeks are often the freaks in disguise. And freaks can often be more fun than the sexiest cheerleader.
It had been a long week when my daughter Ellie comes to me and asks if May can sleep over, what could I say? 'sorry sweetie, you can't or I'd wind up jerking off into her panties the second she takes them off?' No I can't object so even though I was exhausted, and even though my wife is out of town, I let my daughter's friend stay over.
It was late at night when I am woken by the giggling from Ellie's room, the girls are having fun at least. Trying to hear what they're saying, I listen closely. “I just wish we had gone through with it before he dumped me. Ellie, I need to lose my virginity.” I'm flustered at this. I really shouldn't be listening to my daughter talk about sex.
“You have to be patient May,” Ellie says to her friend, “it'll happen when it happens.” I'm so proud of my baby girl at that moment until I hear her say the next part. “Until then just use this.” This is followed by giggles from the teens.
“I'm not using this in front of you.” I hear May say, and I'm guessing she's talking about a sex toy. Where did Ellie get a toy from? “Why don't we try to get some sleep?” When May says this, I practically fist pump. Finally, I can get some sleep without two giggling teens in the next room.
I drift off to sleep for a few minutes, but I'm woken by Ellie's door being closed. I hear footsteps going down the stairs, and I wonder what is happening. Getting up, I throw on a dressing gown and follow whoever is downstairs. When I reach the bottom of the stairs I notice the living room light is on and look to see who is there. The sight before me makes my cock rock hard.
May has obviously taken May up on her offer to use the toy. Because there she is, naked and running a small vibrator over her clitoris. I can see how wet the toy is making her, and her wet, shaven pussy looks so tasty.
I'm so hard, all I can do is open my gown and start stroking my dick. It's been a while since I've had sex with my wife, and it's been a lifetime since I've watched a young woman of seventeen masturbate in front of me. I watch May's cunt as she manipulates the toy, hitting the right spot she moans. The little slut doesn't care if Ellie or I can hear her. Just wish I could taste that sweet nectar that is spewing from her.
Licking my lips as I see she's close to cumming. I hold back, as she cums with a whimper but the pink vibrator is so wet as she pulls it away from her spasming clit. Walking away so I don't get caught, I stand on something sharp and yelp both pain and surprise. “Hello?” I hear May call out. Damn, I need to be careful, I don't want to be caught. But the next words out of the teen's mouth destroy that myth. “Mr. Holt, what are you doing?” I'm caught.