This story is a fantasy I have enjoyed since the age of 16.
Before I go into the details, it may help my readers if I put it into context, and provide some background, as the origins of this fantasy are based upon a real situation, which I subsequently developed in my own mind.
This all began when I was 16, with a chance encounter at the small playground on our village green. The incident I am about to describe is completely factual, and formed the basis of my fantasy, which I will go on to describe later.
( For those of you who have read my series of stories describing my real life sexual experiences, this incident occurred in the period after “The Dishwasher”, but before “From Girl to Woman”. So, in other words, after my first experiences of masturbating in front of men, and my sexual relationship with Emily, but before I lost my virginity at boarding school at the age of 17)
So, on this particular day, a Saturday afternoon in May, I had met up with two friends in the village – Alice and Sarah – and we had ended up at the village green, sat under the trees, on the grass by the small children’s play area. This consisted of 2 swings, a climbing frame, and a see-saw .
It was quite common for us to meet there – we would just sit and do girly chat, mostly about boys, school, music, boys, TV, boys……you know the sort of thing I mean. Generally just rubbish really. You know what girls are like around that age.
Anyway, as we sat chatting, we hardly even noticed a father pushing a pushchair across the green towards us, with a small child on board. When he arrived, he took the child out of the pushchair, placed her on one of the swings and began to push her gently back and forth. I guess the child was perhaps 12 to 18 months old, and the father in his late 20’s or early 30’s.
It was after a couple of minutes that I began to realise that this guy seemed to keep staring across at me. At first I hadn’t noticed, but, sure enough, he did seem to be taking a particular interest in me. The three of us were sat about 3 metres away, but I was the only one of us who was facing the swings, so Alice and Sarah hadn’t been aware of his interest.
And I quickly realised what was attracting his attention. Sitting cross legged on the grass, with my short skirt riding up to the top of my thighs, I knew now that this man was gazing at my pale blue panties, which were clearly visible to him between my legs. No wonder he couldn’t resist looking in our direction!
I found my heart suddenly pounding in my chest at this unexpected attention, and I know my cheeks had flushed pink. I didn’t want my friends to realise my situation, and hoped they wouldn’t notice my colour change, as I continued to chat with them, trying not to give anything away.
For several minutes, the man continued to make frequent, prolonged glances over at me, and his eyes were definitely focused between my legs. I resisted the urge to look back at him directly, as I didn’t want him to know that I had seen what he was up to.
Finally, Alice suggested we leave, and so up we all got. They had no idea what had been taking place as we had all sat chatting. We walked past the swings, and as we did so, the man turned and looked at me. I smiled and walked on.
It was possibly about 2 weeks later when I saw him again at the park, this time with his child on the climbing frame. I have to confess that the incident had been on my mind, and I had been to the park on several occasions since in the hope of seeing him there again.
With a book in my hand, I arrived and sat under the tress on the grass again. This time I lay down on my tummy, and began to read, making sure that from behind me he was able to see up my skirt, which I had ensured was short and pulled high up my legs.
A few minutes passed by, and I listened to him chatting to his little girl as she played. I wondered if he was looking in my direction.
I then heard him suggest to the child that she goes on the swing. He picked her up, and carried her across to the swings. As he walked close by me, he stopped, looking down at me. I looked up.
“Hello. What are you reading?” he asked.
Slightly surprised, I replied. “Oh, its just something we are studying at school – To Kill a Mocking Bird.”
“ I see…….doing some homework then,” he said and smiled down at me. I nodded.
“I remember seeing you here the other day….with your friends.”
I was carefully thinking about how I should play this game.
“Yeah…..thats right,” I replied casually. The little girl became wrestless to go on the swing.
“Come on then, “ he said to her. They went to the swings, and he put her in and began pushing. In the meantime, I had now sat up, facing them, with my feet on the grass and knees up, reading again. In this position, I knew that the puffy lips of my smooth, shaved pussy were straining tightly against the thin cotton of my white panties, clearly visible to him.
As read, I kept secretly glancing over the top of my book, to see what he was doing. Sure enough, once again he was taking long looks over to me, taking in the view of my aroused, swollen puss as it pushed against the material.
In a casual, almost imperceptible, movement, I allowed my feet to move further apart, whilst still with my knees up in front of me. This, in turn, afforded him a better view between my legs.
He continued to enjoy looking at me for quite some time, until eventually he took his child off the swing. After putting her back in the pushchair, they began to leave. As he passed by me, just a few feet away, he stopped in front of me.
I looked up.
“Well, enjoy the rest of the book..its a good one,” he said, smiling down at me. I noticed his eyes again flicker down between my legs.
“Thanks.” I replied, and gave him a lingering smile.
They left.
And now my fantasy takes over………this is how I wish things had happened ….
“Er…excuse me”.
I look up at him over my book.
“I want to put my daughter on the see saw, but she can’t sit on her own without me holding her. I was wondering if you would help by sitting at the other end to make it go up and down?”
I smile up at him. “Yes of course,” I reply.
I get to my feet, and as I do so my short skirt rides up my thighs, revealing my white panties. I hastily pull it down, pretending to be embarrassed, and he watches me with a smile.
He carries his child over to the see – saw.
As he has his back to me, helping her to sit and hold on, I quickly put my hands up my skirt, and pull my panties to one side, to reveal my aroused, swollen shaved pussy. He turns around just as I rearrange my skirt.
“OK, jump on, “ he says.
I reach up and pull down my end, and then casually pull up my skirt just enough to allow me to open my legs and straddle that seat of the see saw. As I do so, I feel the fresh air drift over my smooth, naked pussy which is now visible, with my panties pulled to one side.
At the other end of the see saw, he looks up at me.
“OK, here we go…” he says to his child.
And then, suddenly I see the expression on his face change, and I know he has seen my intimate parts, as my legs are spread apart astride the see saw .
His gaze meets my eyes and I smile at him innocently, pretending I have no idea at all that my pussy is in full view.
“See Saw Marjory Dore, Johnny shall have a new master….”, he sings , his voice trembling slightly. The child gives a giggle.
I join in the song too. He continues to gaze at my cute, shaved pussy as we sing, and I ride up and down on the see saw. The movement and the cool air cause my puss to tingle, and I feel a trickle of fluid seep out, and run beneath me onto the seat.
He cant take his eyes off me – he cant believe he is gazing at a horny 16 year olds naked, shaved pussy, spread open wide.
And then, as he watches me, I take one hand off the handle, and with a knowing smile, I reach down between my legs and begin to finger my moist, hot pussy. He stares in disbelief as this horny teenage girl parts her puffy labia with her fingers, glancing up at him with a hungry look in her eyes.
And this is the point at which I always cum, hard and long, squirting my girly cum over my eager fingers. This fantasy has been with me for nearly 20 years now, and always brings me pleasure.
