My daughter in her late teen years, out of the blue came in my bedroom to ask me what pocket pool was and how she could play it because it sounds fun. Shocked, shunned, what ever you want to call it i sat there speechless looking at her. It finally soaked in as to what she just asked me. Then i asked her where she had heard that. Sandy, my daughter’s name told me at her mom’s last weekend. Well first off i told her that her mom should have never said that in front of you and second girls couldn’t play it by there selfs and usually a guy plays it by him self. But a girl can play it with a guy i guess. So a girl cant play it unless she plays it with a boy asking me then she asked me that if i could play it with her. Well i had to explain it all to her.i know you are thinking what older teen would not know or at least hear about these things. Well a sheltered teen that has spent her whole life in christian based schools. So after the explanation she left it alone. A couple days later she came and asked if it would be better if you had pool pants on. I was lost not understanding the question. Then she explained for pocket pool game pants, pool plants that has holes in the pockets to play better. I had to laugh then told her yeah i guess.
About a week had went by i was standing at the sink Sandy snuck up behind me. And with excitement in her voice said that i had my game pants on. Before i could react she was snuggled up behind me with her hands in both pockets and found the slit she had cut in the seam of them then found my cock and balls not having a woman in a while, it was hard in seconds her soft feather like touch felt amazing on my cock gliding her hand up and down on it. With in a few minutes it swelled up. I felt the cum rise up the shaft. It came out like a fire hose. Sandy kept stroking me through four more powerful blasts. I went limp breathing heavy and having to steady myself on the counter. Legs weak an shaking. Shep asked me who won. Finally able to answer i told her between breaths i think we both did. She smiled and told me it was a fun game and asked to play it more often.
It seems that Sandy has customized a few of my pants. I found that out whenever i wore a pair. I knew it was wrong but yet exciting not knowing which ones or where and when she will sneak up behind me for a now father daughter game time. Once it was in the back yard qt the grill. Another time we had company and i was behind the bar with friends on the other side. Then one time doing it she told me that it might be more fun with my pants off or down a little.