Perverts 'R' Us

The Dance Lesson

By The Purvv ( M/F, reluc, inc-fath/dau )

Note from The Purvv: This story was extracted from a story entitled 'Young Love' written by an unknown author and which, although I did the modification and editing, should still be considered the writing of the original author(s).

After my bath, I got out of the tub, dried off, and slipped into a sexy white lace bra and white bikini panties. The doorbell rang. 'Who can that be?' I wondered. I put on my bathrobe and went to the door. It was Daddy.

"Hi, Daddy, come on in."

"Hello, Penny. Is this a bad time?"

"Oh no. I just got out of the tub. Care for a glass of wine?"

I was supposed to be teaching my father how to dance. He had never mastered the steps and to make matters worse, he hadn't kept up with the music and styles. For the first time since my mother had passed on, he was going out on a date and he was very apprehensive. He had asked for my help with the dancing, and I had agreed, we just hadn't set the time, so his appearance at my apartment at that time caught me off-guard.

"That would be nice."

I poured two glasses. "Come into the living room and have a seat."

Daddy sat on the couch and I sat in the soft easy chair across the room. As I sat in the chair, my robe slid off my legs, exposing them to within a few inches of my panties. Quickly covering myself with the robe, I was sure my father noticed. I knew he must have seen my panties and I was embarrassed. Yet, in some strange way, I found it stimulating for him to have seen such a private part of me. My heartbeat quickened and I hoped I was not blushing.

His muscles looked hard as steel. He rested his leg on the coffee table and I could see up one leg of his ragged cutoff jeans. He had on no underwear! I could see his balls and the head of his penis! I wondered if he was doing that intentionally. I tried to look him in the eye, but my eyes kept wandering down to his crotch. I could feel my temperature rise and I felt flush. I had to fight to keep my eyes in the proper place.

I got up to get a pack of cigarettes from the coffee table in front of him. As I bent over to pick up the cigarettes, my robe gapped open again. I knew he could see my bra and the swells of my breasts. I wondered if my nipples were showing through my thin bra. I hoped not. I was glad I put on my best bra this evening. He reached for the lighter and offered to give me a light. I had to bend down again for him to give me a light. As I started to put my hand on my chest to keep my robe closed, I decided not to. I noticed Daddy's eyes lower to my breasts. I was surprised at myself, first, that I didn't really mind, but even more surprising was that this seemed to excite me. I hesitated a few seconds to let him savor the view. It really gave me a tingle of excitement to have my own father staring at my soft mounds. He really could see no more than he could if I had on a bathing suit.

Often, I still think of my father as a little boy. He had always been able to talk to me about his problems. Even when I was a young teen, he would come to me with problems he felt he couldn't discuss with my mother. On this night, he told me about his new date and his apprehensions about how things would go.

It was after a few drinks when he responded to a question of mine.

"She likes to dance slow, and I never learned how," he said.

"Do you want to start now?"

"Yeah, if you don't mind."

"Okay, I'll put on some nice slow music and let the lessons begin."

I put a CD on and motioned him to help me move the coffee table out of the way. Again my robe fell open when I leaned over to pick up the table and this time I couldn't use my hand to keep it closed, if I wanted to. Daddy again got a long view of my cleavage. I was feeling a little self-conscious now because I showed him too much.

Ready to give him his first dance lesson, I stood in the middle of the floor and he stood in front of me. I took his right hand and put it on my waist. He was very tense as I put my left hand on his muscular shoulder and took his other hand in mine.

"Just relax. You will never be a good dancer until you learn to relax." I really felt strange standing with my arms around my own father this way.

I guess that I never really realized how tall he was and now I was suddenly aware that his muscles really were as hard as they looked.

After a few songs, Daddy was doing great. He learned fast. We sat down for a few minutes, finished our wine and I poured us each another glass. By then, I was feeling a little wobbly.

"Let's dance one more time and then I have to go home," he said.

"Okay."

This time my father pulled me close to his hard body. I was a little startled as my breasts pressed into his chest. Not expecting this, I didn't know whether to back away or not. I decided that I wouldn't embarrass him, and snuggled closer. His body was real solid. I could feel each individual muscle in his shoulder and neck. I couldn't resist stroking my hand over his solid muscles.

He danced as if he had been doing it for years. I wondered if this whole thing had just been a plan to hold me in his arms. He used his right hand on the back of my head to press my head against his shoulder. The sentimental song and the wine made me feel romantic and for a few seconds I forgot who I was with. I offered no resistance. I closed my eyes and rested my head on Daddy's strong shoulder. He hugged me tight for just a second and I hugged back. His warm body felt so good against mine. My left hand was rubbing the back of his neck. Feeling a growing bulge touching my thigh, I knew that he was getting excited.

'I must stop this now before it goes too far,' I thought. Moving my head from his shoulder, I tried to step back a little. Daddy held his right arm firmly around me. He took my hair in his right hand and gently forced my head back so that I was looking up, right into his blue eyes. He looked down at me for a moment, then leaned forward and kissed me, right on my mouth! I couldn't believe it! This was my own father! His mouth was opening up for mine. I pulled my mouth away.

"Daddy! What are you doing?"

He didn't answer. Instead, he pulled me tight against him and pressed his mouth against mine again. Again, I was so startled at his actions that my mouth opened and his tongue slipped inside.

"Mmmppphhhh," I tried to protest, but the sound was muffled by my father's tongue in my mouth.

I gasped in surprise as his hand found my right breast and pressed it against my chest! My own father was touching my breast! And honestly, it felt very good! I hesitated about a minute and thought about what was happening as Daddy fondled me. I wanted him to continue, but I knew that I couldn't allow it. It was wrong! I used my free hand and moved his hand off my breast.

"Penny, you like this - - as much as I do." His voice was very calm.

"It feels very good, Daddy, but this is wrong. Please don't do it again." My voice was almost a whisper.

He took my right hand and held it with his right hand behind my back. Now both my hands were useless. One was being held behind my back, the other was over his shoulder and he was holding me so close to him that I couldn't move it. His left hand again found my breast. He pressed and caressed it. I was helpless to do anything about it. My breathing increased and my heart was pounding so hard, it felt as if it would leap out of my chest.

"Daddy, please don't!" I pleaded with him. My voice was trembling.

He held me very close. He was so strong that I couldn't escape. He very slowly slipped his hand inside my robe and began to slide it into my bra!

"No, Daddy, please move your hand! Let me go… now!"

"Relax, Penny, you know it feels good." His hand was very warm as it touched the top of my soft rounded swell. It felt incredible! His fingers spread and just brushed against each side of my nipple as his hand dipped further into my bra. My nipple hardened. God, I'd had so many fantasies over the years!

"Please don't do this to me! … I don't want to!" I still tried to stop him, but he was determined to feel my breast, and my resistance was quickly weakening.

The skin at the joint between two fingers bent my nipple down as my father's hand slowly slid deeper inside my bra. My hard nipple sprung back into his palm. He played with my breast as I struggled weakly to stop him.

"Daddy, I don't want to do this." I was fighting the urge to cry.

I felt the coarse skin on his hand against the smooth soft skin of my breast. He took my hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger and twisted it and pulled on it, not hard, very gently.

"Nooooooooooo … oooooooohhhhhhhhh…"

It felt great but I had to stop this. This was totally wrong! Incest!

No one had touched my breasts since I met Bob. I struggled to get free. My heart pounded savagely. Dad was so strong that I knew that I would never be able to free myself from his powerful grip.

He maneuvered me back, pinned me against the wall and slid my robe off my shoulder. He examined my thin white lace bra with the imprint of my hard nipple protruding through it. He covered my breast with his hand, now on the outside of my bra. He found the hook in the front. His hand moved to it. He was going to unfasten my bra!!!

"No, Daddy, no … Please don't … Noooooooooooooooooo..."

He unfastened my bra and pushed it aside, exposing the milky white skin of my uncovered breast to the bright room light. He examined my breast as his finger lightly traced circles around my stiff nipple.

It did no good to struggle. I relaxed my body. I felt so vulnerable. How did I let myself get into this? My father clutched my breast for several minutes. It really felt phenomenal! I was breathing even deeper then. I hoped he didn't notice how much he was turning me on. I wanted him to stop, but yet, I didn't want him to stop. It felt so strange having my own father paying so much attention to my bare breast.

He lightly pressed my soft mound from different angles and watched it move. He put his palm over my entire breast and made large slow clockwise motions, moving it with his hand. He flattened it gently and then pulled my nipple again.

Oh, it felt so good, particularly when he pulled my nipple! I was confused. I didn't know how to stop him and if I did, would I wish later that I hadn't?

He was still caressing my fully displayed flesh and occasionally pinching my nipple. "When you were twelve years old, I saw you naked and from then on I wanted you. I have wanted to play with your tits ever since that day. They are just as soft and smooth as I imagined. Your tits are even more beautiful than when you were a teenager and your nipples are fantastic."

He moved his hand from my breast and just gazed at it. I blushed. I couldn't help it. It felt so very good to have my naked softness petted by him but I knew that I could not allow it and I tried to struggle free one more time. When I struggled, he grasped my breast very hard. It hurt badly. I stopped struggling and relaxed my body again.

"Please, Daddy, You shouldn't be doing this!" My voice was still trembling.

"You know you are enjoying this. I can tell by your breathing."

I was breathing hard, both from struggling and from being aroused.

My father untied the belt on my robe and opened it, revealing my white bikini panties. His left hand left my breast and moved down to my waist and then even lower. His fingers slid beneath the waistband of my panties.

"No, Daddy, please, please stop! … Please don't do this to me! … Please don't put your hand in my panties. Don't touch me down there!"

I began to tremble all over and my breaths got deeper. My knees were weak. I had never been under the control of any man in this way before. It was both frightening and arousing. I couldn't escape from his strong grip.

My father's hand slipped into my panties and paused at my thin downy pubic hair. He twirled his fingers through my hairs and pulled slightly. Not to hurt me, but only playing. His hand explored my furry pubic mound and every once in a while he pulled a single hair. He was taking his time; enjoying toying with me.

"Please don't touch me there...It's okay to touch my breasts - - if you just won't touch me down there … You can do anything you want with my breasts… Just please, please Daddy, don't touch me below the waist." I hoped that if I let him play with my breasts, he would be satisfied and leave my genitals alone. I was almost crying.

His fingers touched my puffy outer lips and very lightly examined their shape and texture. He slid down my left lip and came back up the right one. Exciting sensations were overtaking me.

I tried to put my legs together, but his muscular thigh was between my legs and I couldn't get them together. His fingers slowly explored my pussy-lips. I felt myself getting wet! I was really getting turned on! By my own father!

This was so wrong!

I moved my hips in different directions trying to get my genitals away from his hand.

"Oooohhhh…" my voice was almost a whisper, "Daddy, please - - Just play with my breast. Suck on them for me. Please suck my tit. It feels so good when you play with my tit. I love it when you pull my nipple ... Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh …" His fingers dragged my wetness all over my tingling pussy-lips. "Daddy, don't you want to feel my breasts? Pinch my nipple."

Just as I began to protest one more time, his finger slid between my lips, finding my tingling clit and very gently massaging it. The feeling was ecstatic. Another moan escaped my lips.

"Ooooooohhhhhhhh…" I was helpless. My breathing became still deeper.

My own father was molesting me at will as his finger slowly worked its way down to my wet vaginal opening.

"Uhhhh..."

I gasped and my whole body tensed for a second as he easily slid his finger up into me. It was one of the most wondrous feelings I have ever had.

"You are real wet, Penny!"

"Oooohhhhhhhhhh …That … doesn't mean … that I'm … turned on … Please don't … Please remove … your finger … Daddy, please … please … stop doing … this to me." I tried to sound like I wasn't turned on, but my voice gave me away.

He very slowly slid his finger in and out...in and out...in and out...

Involuntarily, I spread my legs wider and I rotated my hips forward and backward in rhythm with his finger.

"Oooooooohhhhhhhh …"

My body got hot all over and wet as perspiration covered me completely. My father was holding his hot body against me. He slid in another finger, then another, filling my captivated opening with his fingers, slowly sliding them in and out for several more minutes. He returned to my swollen clit and I eagerly opened my legs wider and pressed my pubic bone into his palm.

"Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh …"

Breathing very hard now, my chest was rising and falling with each deep breath. I had completely surrendered myself to my own flesh and blood. My willpower had disappeared. My voice was a whisper. I was hot for forbidden love! I wanted incest!

"Oooohhhhh ... Daddy, that... feels so good ... Please don't stop ... I want you ... so much!"

"You have no idea how many times I have fantasized about fingering your pussy. When you wear those tight shorts and I can see the outline of your pussy lips, it drives me wild. One time when you were about 14, I was lying in the floor in living room at home, and you walked by me with a dress on and I saw your pussy covered only by your thin panties. I went upstairs and jerked off while thinking about it." His voice was still calm and cool.

I look into those blue eyes and, with the hand that was trapped over his shoulder, I brought his head to mine and gave him a very long deep passionate kiss. My tongue wandered into his mouth.

My father released my hands. He knew that I had joined him.

Without breaking our kiss, I put one arm around him and reached for his crotch with the other. I rubbed his erect member through his ragged cutoff jeans. My fingers found the zipper and unzipped it down and open. My hand slipped inside, gently searching. I found his hard dick and eagerly wrapped my fingers around it. It was hard as a rock. Pulling it out through the opening, I then began to pump it slowly with my hand. I felt its swollen mushroom shaped head, its long hard shaft, and I felt the tuft of rough hair at its base. This was my own father's cock that I was fondling.

He slid my robe off the other shoulder and it fell to the floor. My bra also fell off, letting both my ashen breasts swing free. Returning his hand to my pussy, his finger slid between my lips and found my clit again, this time on the outside of my wet panties. His other hand massaged my tits, moving from one to the other and back again, pinching my nipples and pressing each breast.

We were gazing into each other's eyes while exploring each other's most private parts. I really wanted to feel Daddy's cock inside me now! My mind knew that I shouldn't and that it was wrong, but my pussy wanted his hard dick inside.

Moving my other hand to the back of his head, I pulled him to me and again lustfully kissed him on the mouth. My tongue wandered into his mouth and he opened to accept it. My other hand never stopped sliding up and down on his hard rod.

"I want to kiss it, Daddy. I want your cock in my mouth. Do you like to have your dick sucked?" I couldn't believe I was saying those words to my own father.

"It's my favorite thing in the whole world," he whispered between gasping breaths.

I hurriedly knelt down in front of Daddy, unfastened his cutoffs and slid them down to the floor. Quickly, I was on my knees admiring his beautiful big hard dick, his hairy balls, and his muscular thighs. Taking his massive cock in my hand, I moved it to my mouth, opened my lips and slid them over his swollen purple head and began sucking it like a popsicle. I relished the moisture on its tip. I savored the musk of his shaft. Cupping his balls in my hand, I squeezed them gently as I licked down his long shaft and then licked each fuzzy ball, one at a time. I took a ball into my mouth and sucked it. All the time my hands were massaging Daddy's firm butt. I placed his dick in my mouth again and sucked as hard as I could.

"Oooohhhhh …you suck so … good …I always knew …that you could … suck a dick!" My father was moaning and breathing so hard he could hardly talk.

In just a few seconds his dick began to swell even more and started jerking. I knew he was about to cum and I swallowed one last time to await his juices. Then his cum filled my mouth. I swallowed all of his warm salty goodness and felt very disappointed that he came so quickly.

Snapping back to reality, I pondered what had just happened. I had done wrong. I had sucked off my own father. I was so ashamed that I let myself get so carried away. What if Bob found out? Would he leave me? I couldn't look at Daddy. I hoped he'd leave quickly.

Will Bobby find out? Will I be the subject of neighborhood gossip? Will my father tell his friends how he got his own daughter to suck him off? It was all my fault for letting him see the tops of my breasts earlier. I got him turned on and he couldn't help himself.

But Daddy didn't leave. He laid me on the floor and knelt beside me.

Feeling terribly guilty, I closed my eyes so I wouldn't have to look at him.

Slowly and gently, he removed my panties. He spread my legs and knelt between them.

I was too humiliated to resist. I just lay limp on the floor.

His hands lightly glided all over my pussy as he examined it visually for the first time. I have very thin pubic hair and he had no trouble seeing my pussy in the bright daylight. He spread open my engorged lips and investigated my slit. He bent over and kissed my downy pubic area. His kisses drifted between my outer lips and down to my wet opening.

And then Daddy's tongue slowly dipped inside me…!

It felt great. My breathing again was very deep. I put my hands on his head and ran my fingers through his hair.

His tongue wandered all around inside my hot pussy. He slid it in and out. I felt his tongue work its way up between my wet inner lips, licking very quickly as it slowly inched its way up to my awaiting clit. He licked my clit several times quickly with his tongue.

"Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh! …That feels …wond …der …ful."

He sucked my clit into his mouth and moved it in and out...in and out...in and out...squeezing tightly on it each time it passed between his wet lips.

"Ooooooooohhhhhhhh …don't stop …please …don't stop!"

My hips rose up off the floor to his mouth. I was breathing very hard. My skin began to tingle all over. All my muscles tensed at once.

"I'm cumming! …Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh I'm cumming! …I'm cumming …Suck …My PUUUUUUUUUSSYYYYYYYYYYYY!"

After several minutes of orgasm, my body relaxed and Daddy moved up and lay on top of me. It felt so good to have this strong body laying on me. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly. My legs were spread and laying flat on the floor. We kissed passionately.

Daddy moved his head down to my breasts. He licked around each sensitive nipple; and then gently sucked one into his mouth. He sucked on first one breast then the other. His tongue flicked each nipple. He kissed my neck and sucked on my earlobe and I felt his hot breath blowing in my ear. Then he again kissed me on the mouth. It was a very long tender erotic kiss. God I was so hot! I don't think anyone had ever had me so worked up.

I wrapped my arms around him and stroked his muscular back with both hands. I rubbed his neck and the back of his head. I felt something move between my legs. He was getting hard again! Without using his hands Daddy moved his hips and his penis was rubbing between my still wet pussy lips! We both were breathing passionately again.

"Oh, Daddy … put it …in me …I need …for you …to fuck me …Please fuck me." I could only talk between breaths.

My legs were spread as wide as I could get them. I reached down and took his rigid dick in my hand and guided it to my wet opening. He gently slid just the head in. He moved it around real slow, never putting it in very far. He was teasing me! He was driving me wild!

"Daddy …I want …it all …FUUUUCKKKKKKKK MEEE!"

He drilled the whole thing inside in one hard stroke. It was marvelous. It completely filled my pussy.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and he began to thrust. Up and down, in and out. It felt so good! I could feel the head and veins of his powerful dick sliding on my inside walls. He was great! Pumping with long powerful strokes, he thrust and thrust and thrust. He was driving me wild with excitement. Lasting much longer this time, he cupped my breast in one hand and I grabbed his round firm butt in both my hands. My groin started to tingle again and I knew I was about to cum another time. My muscles were tensing again and I had that wonderful feeling of orgasm. I felt Daddy's dick swell inside me and begin its jerking motion that told me he was cumming also.

Daddy collapsed on top of me with his dick still inside my listless pussy. He kissed me again. Does this man never get tired? I wanted to put my legs together but he was lying between them. His tongue probed the inside of my mouth. To my complete surprise, in just a few minutes I felt his dick, which was still inside me, swelling one more time. He started a very slow shallow pumping motion with his hips.

"Penny, I have fantasized about fucking you for soooo long. I used to jerk off so many times while thinking about you."

"Oh, Daddy, I had no idea!" I had never thought about me being in someone else's fantasy.

He was pumping very slowly. One hand was fondling my naked breast. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter. I could feel his cum from the previous time running down the crack of my ass and getting the carpet wet. His kisses were tender and long. I stuck my tongue into his mouth and rubbed his back with one hand and the back of his neck and head with the other. I was breathing passionately again!

"Oh, Daddy …it feels …so gooooood!" I spread my legs wide apart and flat on the floor, too tired to wrap around his waist. My pelvis was moving in rhythm with his. His dick was completely hard again and filled my pussy. My groin began to tingle again and I knew yet another orgasm was fast approaching. At that moment he pulled his swollen dick out of my pussy.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! …PLEASE don't stop!"

"Turn over, Penny, and lay on your stomach."

I frantically did as instructed. Daddy was in complete control of me as he had been the whole time. I felt the soft fur of the carpet against my swollen tits. It felt very warm. I spread my legs as wide as possible to accept his huge dick into my eager cunt. He knelt between my legs, and then lay on top of me. I felt his dick between my pussy lips.

He slid it between my lips, and then into my tender pussy.

I was laying flat on the carpet on my stomach with my legs spread as wide as possible. He slowly moved his full-grown dick in and out, up and down. I moved my butt up and down in rhythm with him. It felt soooo good. My skin started to tingle. I want to hug him but I was on my stomach and couldn't reach him. I was near orgasm again. He pulled out before I came.

"Nooooo …don't stop! …I want …to cum!"

He turned me over and put his knees on each side of my head.

His enormous dick was right in front of my mouth. I held it in my hand and licked my love juices off his shaft.

He bent over and pressed his tongue between my swollen pussy lips, and began licking my clit.

I opened my mouth and accepted his dick into it as he did the same with my clit. I was doing 69 with my own father!

He moved his hips up and down. He was fucking my face! I loved it!

I felt my crotch tingling again. My muscles tightened, I lost my breath. I was about to cum. I felt his dick swell in my mouth. I started another orgasm.

Daddy continued to lick my pussy and suck my clit into his mouth. His huge dick started jerking and his cum struck the back of my throat. I swallowed every drop.

I was still cumming!

Daddy's dick began to shrink and he collapsed with his full weight on me, his soft dick all the way in my mouth. His pubic hair was tickling my chin and his balls on my nose.

I was still cumming!

Daddy was still sucking my clit. I had never cum this long before. I had never cum this many times before.

I was still cumming! I couldn't breathe. My heart was pounding. I was still cumming!

Daddy's soft dick was still in my mouth.

I was still cumming! I sucked strongly on his dick. My legs were beginning to cramp from being so tense so long. I put my arms around Daddy and hugged him as tight as I could. I continued sucking his limp dick.

Finally the waves of orgasm were slowing. I thought I would die! It was the strongest orgasm I have ever had in my life. My body finally relaxed. Daddy's dick was still in my mouth. I sucked just a few more minutes and he shot a small load in my mouth, and he relaxed with his head at my pussy and his dick still in my mouth.

Daddy, so very lightly, traced my sore pussy lips with his finger. I knew he was examining it and I was happy that he wanted to. I wanted him to know every fold of skin in my most private area.

I removed his dick from my mouth and examined it. I examined his furry balls and studied where they met his butt. I felt the nuts in his sacks. I explored the veins in his protrusion.

After about 30 minutes of both of us exploring and studying each other, Daddy got up, got dressed, walked over and gave me a sweet kiss on the mouth. I was still lying naked on the living room floor.

"Thanks for the lesson, sweetheart. I think I'll need a lot more, though."

I smiled as he gave me a goodnight kiss.

The End