1. The Sleep Over


    Date: 6/4/2016, Categories: Cheating, Author: taylorsam, Rating: 34, Source: LushStories

    that is was Paul. Mrs. Simpson’s annoyance fueled me to encourage him on. I started playing off the attention that Mr. Simpson, who I was now calling Paul, was paying me. I used my little girl giggle and was flipping my pig tails around as we talked. I asked Paul how he kept is such good shape. It was Paul who was giggling now. "You think I'm in good shape?" he asked. Oh yeah, Carrie's got a hot dad," I said. Mrs. Simpson was really getting pissed now. Carrie didn't help matters when she asked her mom why she didn’t work out. The tension was getting thick when Paul turned the conversation to the plans for the rest of the night. Paul was asking what movie we were going to watch, Jenny had picked out a corny comedy that was rated R. Paul said that was a classic that he hadn’t seen in a while. I chimed in that he should watch it with us. I could tell by Mrs. Simpson’s reaction that she wasn’t happy. She tried to talk him out of it, but Carrie told him that it would be great to have him watch the movie with us. Mrs. Simpson clearly mad, said she was tired and going to bed. Paul said he would get the popcorn going while the girls got the blankets and the movie ready. I offered to get the drinks. Paul said he would love to help me. I got the drink orders and went into the kitchen where Paul was popping the corn. Paul made small talk and kept stealing looks at me every chance he got. I was actually getting horny with Carries dad flirting with me and staring at my ass. My devious ...
    side was kicking in. I knocked some paper plates off the table and then bent over to pick them up. I made sure my night shirt was up so my pantie covered ass was pointing right at Paul. I gave it a little shake knowing he was looking at me. I stood up and with my cutest little girl voice, “Oh sorry, was I mooning you.” I said that halfheartedly, pulling down my night shirt. Knowing that by pulling down of the night shirt was showing some of my cleavage. Paul, knowing he had been caught said, “You don’t need to apologize for that. Sorry I was staring.” I giggled in my little girl voice again looking at my barely covered ass, “Oh my you almost got a full moon. I would hate for you to see that,” wiggling my ass at him. Paul just smiled and said, “I would hate to see that.” Paul sat on the couch and I took a spot on the floor in front of him on a blanket. At first I was sitting up like the other girls, but as the lights went down I put my pillow in front of me to lie down. My barley covered ass was pointing right up at Paul. I shifted around till I could feel that my night shirt had crept up over my ass. I made an obvious move to pull my night shirt up even farther and adjust my panties that covering my crack and pussy. In no time my legs were spread to the point I was sure that Paul could see the outline of my pussy. I really wanted to turn around to see if Paul was hard or even stroking himself but I didn’t. Every once in a while I would pat my ass cheeks or even rub my pussy. As ...
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