My Daughter’s Phone (part 1)

My Daughter’s Phone

This story is a work of fiction. Names were not changed to protect the innocent because this never happened. It is a work in progress. Let me know what you think.

Kelly is my brunette daughter. She is 17. Cute in most peoples

eyes. Of course perfect in my eyes. Didn’t go the cheerleader

‘route’ Not tall enough 5’4” and 110 pounds. She has perky B cups,

has a wonderful personality, and a partial attitude. Her friends are

alike in their thinking but not in their appearances. More alike in

their thinking than I previously thought.

Amy is my daughter’s good friend. Also 17, brunette, hair halfway

down her back. Dresses like most 17 year olds that doesn’t know

what some men would like to do to her. I’d say 5’7” and 125. I’ve

seen her bra when she is swimming with Kelly. She’s a 36B.



In this story I am a 39 year old single father. We have contact with

my ex wife but Kelly lives with me. I am athletic. Go to the gym 4x

a week, have a good income. A nice house . Living the dream…

I woke late after a typical night shift. At about 10AM I was waking

up and clearing my head as I turned on CNN to ensure there was

still unrest in the world. It took about three minutes to verify that,

and by then I was hit with that overwhelming urge called the

morning piss.



I got out of bed and walked naked into the bathroom. As I

approached I heard the ring of my daughter’s phone from the

bathroom. I turn to walk back into my room when it rings for the

third time. “Kelly, grab your phone and get out of the bathroom. I’ve

got to go” It rings a few more times and I can’t wait. I walk into the

bathroom and find her phone and nothing else. I stand in front of

the toilet and add to the water level. Her phone starts to ring again

as I finish. As I let my cock go I see it is Julia calling. I think about

answering it but decide to leave it where it is. I go back to my room

and pull on a pair of shorts, and a t shirt. Walking into the kitchen I

make a coffee, and decide the grass needs cutting.

Kelly’s phone starts ringing again. This time I go into the bathroom

as the last ring ends abruptly. Julia again. I pick up her iphone and

walking back to the kitchen I wonder if she is using the same pass

code 1-8-6-3. I type it in and her phone opens up. Now I have

trusted my daughter as long as she has been old enough to be

trusted. But is it spying if I give her the money for her phone bill

monthly? I wonder. NO, I decide as I sit at the table with my coffee

and start to look through her phone. I am just looking through her

text messages. I first look at the ones between her and her

boyfriend. I don’t like him, but after reading some of their private

texts I have some new respect for him. I am closing her text

messages when she gets one from Amy saying that she had a

great time last night and that she would love to see the video. I

drop her phone as I rush to get her pictures files open. There are

24 videos and 285 pictures on her phone.

Thinking this is going to take awhile I make another coffee and

open her video files. I see a bunch of stills of her movies and my

mouth drops open.

In the

video from last night I see her in her gray Lulu Lemon pants on her

hands and knees facing away from the camera. I open the video

and watch as she starts to move her ass. I pause it and stare at

her ass as she shakes ‘what I gave her’ I hear Amy moan as Kelly

turns around biting her lower lip and grabbing her tit.