Perverts 'R' Us

Daddy Dry Humps

Massaged by The Purvv ( M/f, reluc, nosex, inc-fath/dau )

An excerpt of 'Juliann' by an Unknown Author

In the car...

Once her senses had settled down, she moved away from her father and looked at him. He was gazing at her with a look of intense longing that made her feel weak all over again. Placing his hands on her shoulders, he pulled her close and began kissing her once more. As his lips moved on hers, and his tongue probed her mouth, Lisa felt his hands pass lightly over her sweater.

With a gentle tug, he placed his hands under her sweater and moved them lightly over her belly, and upward until they each were laying lightly on her breasts. The shock of feeling her own father's hands moving on her flesh caused the 16-year-old girl to try to push him away, but his hands did not move from their place under her sweater.

"Daddy, please," she said breathlessly, "Don't...I'm...afraid...Please ...don't...touch me...there."

Even to her own ears, she sounded less than convincing. Her father's answer to her was to increase the pressure of his hands, and to slowly begin to squeeze her breasts. With his palms pushing the nipples inwards, and his fingers kneading the flesh, he was sending flashes of sensation through her that started at her breasts and moved downward to the place between her thighs.

Her hips began their spasmodic jerking again, and despite the very real fear that she felt, Lisa closed her eyes and moaned:

"Oh yes...yes. Daddy, what are you doing to me now? It makes...me ...feel...so...good. Oh...don't, we mustn't...please... That...feels ...so-o-o-o good."

With light pressure, her father started to push her backward on the seat. Although she knew that she really should not allow it, Lisa felt powerless to do anything. Her heart was pounding, and the petting of her breasts was making her feel soooo good.

Lying stretched out on the seat of the car, the young girl looked up at her father and, in a gasping breath, asked him to kiss her some more.

While their lips joined and their tongues probed, Lisa was hardly aware that he was raising her sweater, and exposing her torso. The cool air brushing across her belly was the first sign that she was lying open to her father's gaze.

Next, she felt his hands working their way underneath the cups of her bra, and she was almost ready to push him away, when his hand closed on her breast and he gently trapped her nipple between his thumb and fingers. Pulling and gently twisting the nipple made Lisa almost swoon with pleasure.

By now, her hips had really begun to jerk around, and she could feel the wetness spreading from her tunnel. By twisting, Daddy was able to move the bra so that her breasts were no longer covered at all.

Rising up from their kiss, he gazed at the twin orbs and the erect nipples that seemed to be pointing right at him. Lisa tried to cover herself with her hands, but he quickly grabbed her wrists and placed her hands beside her on the seat. Murmuring his love for her, her continued to pet one breast while placing his mouth over the other. Kissing it and sucking the nipple caused such intense desire to go crashing through her that Lisa thought she would die from joy.

"Oh Daddy...yes...yes...yes!" she cried. "Oh...please...don't... It...feels...too good. We have to...stop. OH...! OH...! OH...! Y-E-E-S-S-S-S!!"

Lisa was on the very brink of another orgasm, but no matter how much he kissed and suckled, she was unable to reach the release point that she was seeking. Pulling her father over to her, she felt his full weight lying upon her body. His mouth was still locked onto her breast, and she was panting and moaning in delight. As her hips rose and fell, she encountered the hardness in his pants. The first time that this hardness rubbed against her crotch, an electric shock shot through the aching nub of flesh that was at the top of her mound.

Keith began a slow grinding of his hips, and very soon was able to match the rhythm of his little girl's hips. Each time that her hips touched his crotch, he thought that he would burst. His penis had grown so large that it actually hurt, trapped there within the confines of his trousers and jockey shorts. By raising himself from her, he was able to yank his zipper down and free his cock. Lisa felt her father moving his hardness against her and the only thought that she had now was that the contact between them must not stop. Her clitoris was pulsing and causing surges of feelings to flash through her whole body; and it was best when her father's hardness pushed against it.

Father and daughter continued to grind and rub against each other until Lisa felt the onrush of climax once again. Looking down between their moving bodies, she was surprised to see her daddy's cock rubbing against her, through her jeans.

As she felt the final rush to climax begin, Keith cried out deep in his throat and pushed himself against her one last time. As Lisa watched, her father's cock began to jerk and a creamy fluid shot from the hole in the end upwards until it saturated her belly and breasts.

This sight was too much for the young teen. As he sprayed her body with his fluid, she felt her tunnel flexing and grasping in wanting, as if it needed to feel the spray deep inside. Lisa felt her hips move in a manner that would have surely drawn his cock all the way in.

This climax that was now crashing around her was more intense than she thought possible. Aroused beyond caring, she ground her hips into her father's and cried out in her own release.

"Oh...my...god...Daddy...please...please...please...stop...! It's too much. I...want...I...want...so-o-o-o much... Yes...Daddy...yes... Good...good...take...me...now!!! I need...it...so-o-o-o much... Y-y-y-e-e-e-s-s-s"

The End