Gender: Male Age: 64 Location: New York State - USA
|Introduction: She left her body print on the dirty hood of Dad’s car.|
Fbailey story number 685
The Hood Of The Car
My father came into my room, which was something that he never ever had done before. He respected my space, so I knew that it was serious.
Dad said, “You fucked Vickie last night. She laid on the hood of my car and you did her from behind. She was willing but you still shouldn’t have done it. If her mother sees the prints on my hood, she will cut your fucking dick off and feed it to you for breakfast. If I were you I’d get my ass down there right away and wash it off. Do the rest of the car too and then clean out the garage for punishment.”
I jumped out of bed, pulled on my shorts, and ran past Dad. I looked at the car and immediately got out the hose and turned it on.
The hood of Dad’s car was dusty and her prints were quit clear. Stretched out to the sides were her handprints, between those were her round breast prints, and above them was the side of her face.
I hosed it off and then I smiled to myself. After destroying the evidence I got a bucket of soapy water and a sponge to do a really good job. I owed it to Dad to do a really good job because I knew that he had just saved my life.
You see Vickie is my stepsister. Her mother married my father last year. I’m fourteen years old and Vickie is thirteen years old. We both lost our virginities last night.
I had finished washing the car when Vickie came out with the vacuum cleaner, Windex, and a roll of paper towels. She was wearing a very sexy bikini.
Vickie said, “Your Dad told me that I should come out and help you.”
I said, “Did he tell you why?”
Vickie giggled and said, “He just said that you were cleaning up the incriminating evidence from last night. I think he knows.”
I replied, “Oh, he knows all right. Your hands, tits, and face left clean spots on the hood. He even knew that you got it from behind.”
Vickie said, “I hope my mother doesn’t find out.”
I replied, “That is why we are cleaning Dad’s car so well. Then I have to clean the garage out. Want to help me with that too?”
She replied, “Sure, why not!”
After we had done a very good job on Dad’s car we started in on the garage. We took out the bicycles, the lawn mower, and the snow thrower. Vickie started sweeping with the big shop broom in one corner as I moved boxes and other stuff around for her. After we were done with that we cleaned the windows, inside and out.
All the time that we were cleaning the garage out I had to watch Vickie’s tits sway in her tiny top, I had to watch her precious pussy twitch in her bottoms. I even had to watch her pull those bottoms out of her ass crack on occasion. At one point she bent over in front of me and pressed her ass into my erection.
Vickie asked, “Is that a banana in your pocket or are you happy to see me?”
I grabbed her hips and thrust my cock up against her as hard as I could. I held it there and she wiggled her ass for me. I was tempted to fuck her again right there but I’m glad that I didn’t. We had barely separated when her mother came in.
My stepmother said, “I expect you to wash and detail my car too. You certainly can’t do one without the other.”
Vickie smiled and said, “Okay but his father is paying us fifty dollars to clean his car and the garage. We’ll do your car for twenty-five.”
Her mother said, “Okay but you had better do a very good job for that kind of money.”
We had taken some trash out of my father’s car but when we looked in her car we almost quit. It was a fucking pigpen. How can such a beautiful woman treat her car like that? Hell, how can she treat her body like that? The back was completely covered with fast food bags and cups up over the seats. I went in the house and got two big thirty-gallon trash bags. We filled both of them with bags from McDonalds, Arby’s, Burger King, Taco Bell, and Kentucky Fried Chicken. She had soda cups and coffee cups as well as ice cream Sunday cups. We must have found a hundred candy wrappers. She really liked her chocolate bars.
In addition to all of that stuff we found several pairs of panties, used condoms, cigarette packs, and matchbooks. She doesn’t smoke and I knew that Dad had a vasectomy and never used rubbers. Something was wrong.
It took us so long to clean her car that Vickie charged her double and she paid it. Dad handed me fifty dollars and said, “Thank you.” Apparently his wife had told him about paying us to clean her car.
Vickie and I asked if we could go shopping with our money. We changed and took off on our bicycles to the shopping mall. Vickie decided to wear a halter-top without a bra and a short miniskirt with panties. The panties were white and the skirt was blue jean so it was quite obvious as she leaned over to peddle. I made sure to keep behind her.
At the mall we sat in the food court and split a small pizza. Then we talked about her mother. She knew that her mother did not smoke and I knew that my father didn’t use condoms. We both wondered about the panties. Seventeen pair seemed like an awful lot to both of us. We never did return them to her mother, we didn’t want her to know that we knew.
We decided to go to a movie and make out. We picked out the worst one hoping that there would not be too many people in there. We were sort of successful. There were three other couples and we were scattered all over the theater. Apparently we all had the same idea as our dates squirmed in their seats, giggled out loud, and then their heads slipped down out of sight. That was when us guys started to moan and groan. I didn’t know if Vickie was a good cocksucker or not, it was her first time and I had nothing to compare it too.
Since we had first done it from behind bent over the car we decided to do it that way in the theater seat. Vickie stood between my feet, lifted her skirt, and lowered her panties before sitting down on my hard cock.
She giggled and said, “Two other girls are doing this to their boyfriends.”
My cock felt wonderful inside her warm pussy. The air conditioning was really cranked up or down, whichever the case. Anyway it was pretty cold in there. One might say that it was fucking cold. No matter what we were certainly fucking and it was keeping us warm. Well not so warm. I had reached around Vickie and I could feel her hard little thermometers scraping across my palms.
It was different, not being the one in control. With her on top I got less feeling but it was pretty obvious that she was getting more feeling. Anyway she was acting different than she had the night before.
After I had cum deep inside her I just put my cock away and zipped up. Vickie on the other hand used her panties to wipe herself and then she poked them into her pussy. I just smiled. We cuddled and kissed for the rest of the movie but it was terrible.
As we walked up the aisle to exit another couple stood up and got in front of us. The girl said, “I saw you two were having a lot of fun. I was watching you two while he was doing me from behind. How did ever think of that position?”
Vickie replied, “We did a similar thing last night. Only I was bent over the hood his father’s car.”
The girl chuckled and we followed them out of the theater and right up to the lady’s room. Both girls went in while we guys waited outside. The other two girls went into the restroom and the two guys joined us against a wall. The girls were in there for a while before they finally came out.
Vickie handed me a small paper bag that was folded up and told me to stick it in my pocket. The other girls gave the same package to their boyfriends to put in their pockets. One guy asked what it was and he was told that her slimy panties were inside a sanitary napkin bag. I smiled knowing that all of the girls had done what Vickie had done with her panties.
I looked over at the guy that had walked out in front of us and asked, “Want to trade.”
He took one look at Vickie and handed me his bag. I took his and we left.
On the way to our bicycles Vickie said, “I’m glad you got her panties, I really liked her.”
Following Vickie home on that bike was amazing. The view was excellent and more than a few cars honked at her as they passed us. Vickie enjoyed all of the attention.
When we parked our bikes in the garage Vickie said, “I need to ride my bicycle like that more often.”
I said, “If you do I’m going to need a lot more sex.” She giggled and ran into the house and up to her bedroom.
When I came in Dad asked, “What happened to her white panties?”
I smiled knowing that Dad had been checking Vickie out too. I took the bag out of my back pocket and said, “I traded her panties for a used pair that a cute redhead had been wearing.”
Dad just smiled, shook his head, and started to walk into the kitchen. My stepmother came running out and pushed me to the floor. She jumped on my hips and started slapping at my face. She was screaming at me but I couldn’t understand a word that she said. Dad was trying to pull her off me but he settled for just holding her hands. Then Vickie came running down the stairs to defend me.
Vickie asked, “What’s wrong with you Mom?”
Her mother replied, “I heard him bragging to his father about having your used panties in his pocket after he had fucked you in the theater.”
I shook my head at Vickie to let her know that it wasn’t true.
Vickie replied, “You’re crazy Mom.”
Her mother said, “I can see that you aren’t wearing any panties.”
Vickie laughed and said, “Mom I took my panties off so that he could give them to the boy that was fucking his girlfriend in front of us. She was pretty, he liked her, so I gave him my panties to trade for her panties. Look in the bag, they’re not mine.”
I handed her mother the bag, she pulled them out, and then she said, “I’ve never seen these before. Oh God, they’re damp.”
Vickie laughed and said, “I watched her boyfriend pull them out of her pussy. They were plugging her hole to keep his cum from running down her legs.”
Her mother said, “If you are still a virgin why is your pussy wet?”
Vickie smiled knowing that her mother was still sitting on my cock and staring at her pussy.
Vickie said, “Mom I was fingering myself for almost an hour. That boy could really fuck. Mom, I want to start having sex. In fact I wish I was the one sitting on his cock right now.”
For the first time my stepmother realized that her panty-covered pussy was caressing my very hard cock. She always wore short skirts like her daughter does.
Vickie said, “Mom you should take his father up to bed. I’ll take him up to my bed.”
Surprised her mother said, “What!”
Vickie said, “Hey you owe it to me. After all you already accused of us doing it so we might as well. Right!”
Finally Dad said something, “She does have a point. How about taking me up to our bedroom?”
As he helped her up off my cock I could see how wet her panties were. Boy was she excited. Dad gave us a smile and a wink as he pushed her up the stairs.
Vickie and I waited until they were all the way up and part way down the hall before we rushed up to her bedroom. Vickie made sure to lock the door.
She said, “In a bed, with you facing me, that makes one of my wishes come true.”
So we got undressed, she got on her bed, and I faced her. I kissed her and I sank my very hard cock into her very wet pussy. Earlier in the theater had taken the edge off so I was a lot more relaxed than I had been the last two times. I liked looking into her eyes as we made love. Yes, we were making love for the very first time. The last two times had just been raw animal sex.
Slipping my cock into her pussy felt so much better with her facing me, kissing me, and telling me just what felt best to her. Moving up on her body a little caused the top side of my cock to rub harder across her clit giving her stronger orgasms than previously. My climax was wonderful.
After I returned to my bedroom Dad knocked on my door and came in. He handed me two pairs of panties, my original pair from the movie theater, and the pair that I had seen on my stepmother an hour before.
Dad said, “Here, she wanted you to have them. She hopes that you would want them for your collection. She isn’t happy about you and Vickie but I convinced her to let it go. You two can sleep together if you want too.”
Surprised I said, “Really!”
Dad laughed and said, “Yes, really! Sleep in Vickie’s bed tonight and then come down to breakfast in the morning with her. Things will be okay, I promise.”
I went back into Vickie’s bedroom and told her what my father had told me. We kissed, I got undressed, and then we got in bed.
The Hood Of The Car
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