Checking out Dad’s Presents after Christmas

Checking out Dad’s Presents after Christmas

Written by Stifflittlepoints

It started out innocently enough. Tammy was looking under the tree at what everyone had received the day before . . . for Christmas. Her Dad was reading the paper in his robe, having just taken a shower . . . minus his underwear but was curious why she was spending so much time looking at a Hanes wrapper, around 5 new pair of undershirts.

“I’m off to the mall honey,” said Tammy’s mom.

“Did you remember the stuff to return and all of the receipts you will need?” asked her husband.

“Yup. I’ve got my sweater, your CD, Tammy’s bra’s . . .”

“MOM! You don’t need to shout out to everyone about my underwear,” whined Tammy, embarrassed having her Dad in the room.

“Sorry, my sprouting little girl,” said mom, with a wink at her husband. Tammy had begun high school in the fall.

“I’m going to meet Mary at the mall, and we will probably be there most of the afternoon. You two should find something to do and Tammy, you need to get dressed . . . and so do you Mike.” With that the front door closed and Mike and his daughter were now alone for the rest of the day.

“I’ve noticed you looking at my undershirts for a long time honey. Are you curious about something?” he asked, putting down his paper. Tammy turned scarlet, after hearing his question and tossed the packet aside.

“I was just looking at the . . . uh man . . . in the picture,” she said trying to blow off her Dad.

“Why . . . is he handsome . . . like ME?” he laughed but curious about the real reason as he walked over to his developing. Lately he had tried to peer down her top whenever he could, because her breasts were beginning to sprout out much more on her teen chest. He looked down and because of the position she was leaning, he was fortunate to see both small pink nipples on top of small apple-like breasts . . . the perfect size in his opinion. The question was . . . how long he could keep those buds in view before she realized what he was doing.

“Not as handsome as YOU Daddy,” she said with a smile looking up at the man.

“Show me the package honey,” he suggested. She was worried now that he might realize what she was looking at, but elected to follow his request and leaned over under the tree. Mike moved slightly to view both bare titties even more, and immediately began to get an erection. With nothing to hold it back, the front of his robe began to poke forward.

Tammy grabbed the package and gave it to him . . . and for the first time that she could remember, looked directly at the bulge that was growing underneath and how the terry cloth was poking out almost 3 or 4 inches. Her Dad examined the package and realized that the man in the photo had on a white Hanes undershirt, but also a pair of close fitting briefs, that did little to contain his hidden equipment underneath.

“I don’t know Tammy, this man is pretty handsome. Interesting how the picture pretty much shows what he’s got underneath his underwear too, huh?” He was testing her to see if she would admit what he thought was the case.

“Uh, huh. And it looks like he’s got a BIG . . . I mean . . . bunch of organs and stuff underneath doesn’t he?” she said. Mike knew he had her at this point.

“Yeah, as you know boys and girls are different on that part of their body, aren’t they?” Pointing at her white cotton panties that were now in view, he said, “You girls are kinda lucky in that way. It’s all smooth down there, except for a couple of bumps.” Her pussy lips were stretched right up against the thin fabric of her panties, as he got further aroused staring at her crotch. “Daddy!” she said, once again turning red and getting on her knees in front of him to hide her once visible panties. He elected to take a chance and circled his hand briefly around his now fully erect cock and pointed it at the young girl,

“Well, it’s true. LOOK. Our stuff is all long and round and sometimes gets in the way,” finally dropping his hand to his side . . . loving the look of wonder AND excitement on his daughter’s face.

“This is kinda embarrassing . . . cuz I don’t know much about boy’s things . . . and I was kind curious . . . or is it too weird to ask some questions?” she inquired, still looking at her Dad’s robe that was now out almost a half a foot from his body.

“Nothing to be embarrassed about Tammy. What sort of questions do you have? And boys don’t call them things . . . they call them COCKS, so why don’t you call them that too, ok?” he asked secretly hoping she wanted him to expose himself to her.

“Alright. The girls at school say, you can tell when a boy is . . . excited or likes you, because his . . . uh cock . . . as you call it . . . gets big. Is that true?”

“Uh, huh . . . and really a boy or MAN’s cock gets big when they get sexually aroused, or sometimes even think about a girl. Would you like to see me in pair of briefs and an undershirt like the guy in the picture . . . so you can compare?” he asked hopefully. Tammy looked up at her Dad with a mischievous grin on her face.

It was her hope to see him with NOTHING on so that she could inspect his naked cock and balls. Almost answering her fantasy, he waited and then said, “Or do you want to open up my robe and just see my COCK for yourself?” He tried to think of something sad or not arousing, on the spur of the moment . . . in hopes his erection would somewhat subside and not scare her.

“BUT DADDY! WHAT WOULD MOM SAY?” she shrieked . . . suddenly getting aroused at the thought of having her wish come true.

“Well, honey . . . if you open up my robe . . . that must be our secret or she would get REALLY mad. And can you KEEP that kind of secret?” he asked.

“I’m gonna have to,” she said reaching up for the sash that was holding the robe closed . . . not to mention his fully aroused organ.

“Wait a minute!” he warned. “I want YOU to see a MAN’S fully erect cock. In order for me to get it REAL long . . . I need a bit more of a reason to be excited.”

“Like what?” she asked . . . suddenly wondering whether she wanted to go along or not. Words like “hand job” and “blow job” that her friends joked about at school were coming to mind .