The Hood Of The 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.