Gary Woods - Hot loving babysitter

She fixed herself a sandwich and a glass of milk and was sitting at the kitchen table when she heard the car pull into the driveway. The garage door opened, and shortly afterward, her father appeared in the hallway. His eyes popped as he stared at his teenage daughter, shocked at the way she filled out the top of the dress almost to bursting it apart. He'd known she'd matured some over the summer, but he was used to seeing her in sloppy sweatshirts and jeans. He hadn't realized just how much the kid had grown up. Or rather, out.

"My God, girl!" he groaned. "What's the big idea wearing something like that? Don't you have a shred of decency? That dress is too obscene, is what it is!"

Ali stifled a giggle. "I'm sorry, Daddy. I didn't mean to shock you. When I got home from the Jordans' a little while ago, I wanted to put on a dress. I tried several of them, and this one fits the best. It's the only one I can even get into. You see, I kind of grew some, really quite a bit, across, you know, the chest."

Herman Zimmerman laughed and replied: "I guess you have, Alberta, I just guess you have. You'd better go downtown and buy yourself a new wardrobe, and the sooner the better. I can't have my daughter parading around town like same kind of scarlet woman, now, can I?"

Ali smiled. "Thanks, Daddy. I'm meeting Ada Harris at the theater for the first show, then we'll probably go to her house afterwards, but I should be home no later than midnight."

She was gone before her father could object. It wasn't until several minutes later that he remembered what she had been wearing when she left. She was a beauty, and so much like her mother. With the same sparkle and lust for life. The same incredibly shapely figure. The same long, glorious legs. The same big, sharply thrusting tits!

Oh my God! he thought to himself. Maybe I need a woman. Here I am, staffing to lust after my own daughter! If only she didn't remind me so much of her mother. But that's not her fault, it's mine for thinking that way.

He sighed and went into the living room to read the paper. He would have changed his mind and brought his lovely daughter home if he'd known what she had in mind for the evening!

Ali hadn't lied to her father, she was going to meet her friend Ada at the theater. She was going to the movie, and they were going to Ada's house afterwards. Ada's parents weren't home though, and Ada had invited some kids over after the show. When Ali dashed up to the ticket office at the theater, Ada was waiting there for her.

"It's about time you got here. The feature's going to start any minute."

"Sorry, Ada. I got home late, and I had to talk to Daddy before I left." She giggled and added: "When he saw how this dress fit me, he almost burst a blood vessel. I ran out of the house too quick for him to make a change. Do you think the boys'll like it?"

"Jesus!" Ada moaned. "Will they ever! God, I knew you'd grown some tits over the summer, I could tell by the way you filled out those old sweat shirts, but I hadn't realized you'd grown so much."

"Who's going to be at the party?"

"That's a surprise. Just wait and see. They couldn't make it to the show, but they'll pick us up here when it's over."

During the movie, which didn't much interest Ali, she discovered her thoughts kept returning to her father. She loved her father dearly, and he really was a very handsome man. She wondered what it would be like to go to bed with him. Suddenly she realized where her thoughts were leading: she wanted to have her father fuck her! She could feel herself blush all over. The sweat started to pop out. Her cunt was creaming something fierce, and her clit and her nipples were hard and tingling!

The thought bothered her, but the idea intrigued her. Yes, she really would like to go to bed with her father, fuck him and have him fuck her, suck his cock until he came in her throat, do all those things that she'd been learning about, but do them with him! Ali squirmed in her seat, all fired up with lust for her father, and wondered how long the damned movie would last.

Ali was lost in her own thoughts when the show finally ended. If anybody had asked her what it was about, she wouldn't have had the faintest idea. Still thinking about her father, she followed Ada out to the lobby and on outside to a car that was pulled up at the curb in front. A long, low wolf-whistle roused her from her thoughts. She recognized the car, a very expensive European car. It belonged to Gary Hopkins, probably the richest kid in town, maybe in the whole county. His father owned the bank and God knows what else, and Gary was a student at one of the expensive colleges out East. He'd never even said hello to her before!

The door of the long, low, sleek and powerful sedan opened and a tall, handsome, blond young man got out. Ali had never seen him before in her life.

"Ali, I'd like you to meet Hadley Cushing. He's your date for tonight. He's a friend of Gary's from the city, and they're classmates at college. Hadley, this is Ali Zimmerman."

"I am really very happy to meet you, Ali," the boy said, obviously surprised that this beauty was to be his blind date. "From what Gary said, you aren't at all what I expected."

Ali laughed, pleased. "Gary hasn't seen me since just after he got home from college at the beginning of the summer. I've been a camp counselor ever since and, I have to admit, I've changed a little since last spring."

"Jesus, is that the understatement of the century," Gary's voice exclaimed from inside the car.

Hadley opened the back door and held it for Ali, then climbed in after her. Ali's friend Ada got in front with Gary. Ali knew that Ada and Gary got together once in a while for sex, but she didn't know they ever dated. After all, Gary was four years older at least, and a sophisticated college man and all. Of course, Ada was a doll, and she'd been fucking Gary since she was eleven they'd lived next door to each other all their lives, practically.

Before she went away to camp, the thought of having a date with a college boy who quite likely expected to fuck her before the evening was over would have scared the shit out of Ali. Tonight, although the blind date was kind of a spur of the moment thing, she was really looking forward to it. She found herself wondering whether he was a good fuck and whether he was well hung or not, thoughts that were all pretty new to her.

She didn't have long to wait. As soon as Gary drove the car away from the curb, Hadley drew Ali to him and gave her a long, slow, gentle kiss. His tongue probed softly, then more insistently between her lips, snaking its way into her mouth where it explored every nook and cranny. While Hadley's tongue explored her mouth, his hands were exploring the rest of Ali. The boy obviously knew what he was doing. No feeble, fervid groping, he was smooth, deliberate, and skilled.

It was new to Ali, new and completely, thoroughly enjoyable. As a girl who had never dated, whose only sexual experience before the previous day had been sucking her friend Ray's cock at camp, and who had lost her virginity only about twenty-four hours earlier, Ali had no experience at petting and conventional foreplay. She'd never "French kissed" before it was all different and delightful!

Although the experience was new, and she had no knowledge of what was expected of her in return, she let her instincts guide her. While Hadley's hands were wandering over her body, she let hers do the same over his. When one of his hands slipped inside the wide opening of her dress and gently roamed over one of her bursting tits, she ran her hand up and down his back and caressed his neck just below the cars. When Hadley's other hand slowly and firmly but gently snaked up her leg from ankle to her cream-soaked crotch, Ali let her free hand drift down his chest and then wormed it under his waistband, seeking his cock. She was delighted by what she found.