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From: melissa dole <nomail@today.com>
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Subject: {ASS}Saturday Night with Melissa (M/g-inc.)
Date: Fri, 04 Jul 2003 01:31:58 +0000
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do i need extra space between paragraphs? do you have to include incest in
the incest story group? my first time posting a story.
Every Saturday night Melissa danced outside naked while classical rock
music played. Her dad would spin her around as he flipped the hamburgers on
the grill. The child smiled brightly, as she enjoyed the warm summer night.
The sky grew darker and the crickets began to play. The burgers ceased to
sizzle and she followed her dad inside. A purple hair tie held her brown
curly hair in place, as she made her tiny steps toward the family room, her
pony tail swayed. Her dad held her hand and led her to the couch. The music
continued to play as the girl unbuckled her shiny black shoes. Her dad
pulled the lightly worn show off exposing her feet covered with thin white
socks. The child reached and dimmed the lights behind her, she stretched
her arm far enough to strain herself. Her dad noticed the face the child
made. The girls' father put her petty pain to ease.
Melissa's father had thick jet black hair, with black eyelashes to
hide his dark brown eyes, his facial hair seemed to cover his best
features, and his hands were very thick as any hard working hands would be.
He cut his finger nails short and they had the color of a mechanics hands.
He looked like a giant to the child. His eyeglasses had a gold frame, but
not to overwhelming.
He brushed his hand over the exposed armpit; he lightly traced his
fingertips downward on the body of the child. Outside the house anyone
passing by could hear the laugh of the child. The girl held her feet up to
her father, while she wiggled her toes demanding his attention. Her father
wasted no time grabbing her ankles in the dark family room. He began to
pull off her socks. He took her socks off slowly and talked very low
teasing the child. The girl grew anxious.
Melissa started to rub her upper body like an experienced woman who
enjoyed sex. The girl reached for her nipples and tried to pinch her skin.
Her father tickled her feet, and watched his child. The girl thought she
had something she didn't and her father loved it. The girl had an
imagination and he liked to explore his own fantasies with her.
The big brown eyes of the child rolled back, her pelvic area rose
from the couch as her father brought her foot up to his mouth. The child
balanced herself on her elbows as she pushed her foot at her father as he
held it very steady. The laughter got louder and the tone became deeper
while the father tasted her tiny toes. The child yanked her foot away from
her father's grip. His hands held on tightly. She pulled one more time with
more force, and her father let go.
His daughter always got what she wanted, if she didn't want her dad
to kiss her feet, he wouldn't. The girl had ideas of her own so she sat up
and leaned into her father. Slowly she moved towards his left ear, her
mouth opened and the man could only hear a few words. Her father sat still,
he thought he had the control. The girl pulled on his earlobe with her
moist pink fish lips and she licked on the softest part of his ear with her
tongue. Her father didn't make a sigh as always he kept his cool and just
sat there like a manikin. The child wondered if she did anything wrong,
while her small hands roamed the chest of and back side of her father. The
sensations caused her father to shift slightly in his seat.
The child moved to her father's lap. Her legs spread opened on his
thighs. Her father kissed her overly developed lips. A few kisses missed,
because the girl turned her face. She wanted the control tonight and she
reached her father's thick eyebrows with her mouth. Her father laughed as
his princess entertained him. Her small hands began to run throw his hair.
She would slightly tug on his hair with her fingers. Her father started
moaning softly. Slowly she pulled his hair, each time with a little more
force. His head followed her lead and fell back. Her mouth went to his open
mouth and they kissed slowly. The girl pulled back, as her father become
more excited. Her tiny fingers pulled as his nipples and she twisted them
while she laughed. Her father let out a grunt. His hands gripped her round
bum and squeezed the flesh. The girl started to voice her pleasure, and
gyrate in her father's lap.
The girl shifted to make herself feel his hard cock against the top
of her cunt. She moved faster to ease the itch inside her. Her arms wrapped
around her father's neck, and she pulled him closer to her. Her father
kissed the child where he could reach repeatedly, while the girl kissed his
ear. The motions of the girl slowed down and she climbed off his lap. She
stood in front of her father and tried her best to unbutton his jeans. Her
father laughed at her determination. He finally helped her, and she pulled
his zipper down.
She got on her knees and stoked his dick with her hands. She put her
mouth on his head and kissed it. He held the base of his cocked and rubbed
her face with it. The girl moaned and reached for her nipples. Her father
traced every feature of her face with the tip of his dick. He followed the
outline of her thick full lips then traced over her nose to her brown
eyebrow and then under her eye. He did the same thing to the other side of
her face and she shivered. He stoked her neck with his dick and then went
to his favorite feature of her face. He lightly tapped his cocked to her
chin. He stoked himself lightly keeping the contact of his head on her
dimpled chin.
"You'll make it deeper dad, stop poking me," the child ordered.
Her mouth opened up for his dick and he reluctantly stopped masturbating
on her chin. The girl moved her mouth over his cock and her fingers reached
for her wetness. The girl didn't look up at her father while she sucked his
dick. Her father stared at her angel face, wondering how he became so
lucky. The girl continued to play with herself, as her father lost his self
control, his hands reached for the nape of her neck and pushed for a faster
motion. The girl obliged and moved her mouth faster down his length. The
girl felt his knees trembling, and slowed down her motion. Her father
groaned. The child eased her mouth of her father's dick.
She rose to the couch; laying flat on her tummy she placed her legs on
her father's lap. Her father rubbed her calves and ankles. He tickled her
soft soles and the child curled her toes. The man then massaged the child's
back. His hands roamed to the sides, his hands rested under her arms. His
thick hands squeezed her flesh, the child moaned; he managed to ease the
strain she had caused herself by turning off the light. His fingers reached
for the child's nipples. As he touched them the child rolled over to
provide full access to her father. Her father's hands went immediately
towards her navel. He tickled her tummy, by brushing the tips of his finger
tips around her navel. The child pushed his hand lower, towards her sex.
The girl played with her nipples as her father rubbed her cunt softly.
He used three fingers to explore his child's private. His hand moved faster
and the girl's body moved closer to the good feeling. Finally, the child
reached for his wrist, she directed his finger inside her moist cunt. Her
father held his finger inside her until the child loosened up.
His finger glided inside her with ease. The child vocalized her pleasure
by moaning his name, daddy, and with continuous grunts. The child reached
her pleasure and her father held his finger inside her. The child sat up
and his finger fell out, she reached for his hand, sucked his middle
finger, and licked any wetness she could find.
Her father grabbed his cock and positioned himself over the child's wet
sex. He stroked his dick while placing his head on her mound. With each
stroke the girl felt his swollen head. Her father stroked faster, and the
child moaned. She liked her father rubbing his dick on her pussy. The
child's sex started to burn inside and she cried out for her father. His
mind focused on the horny child and her open mouth. He grunted and came on
her hairless mound.
The child rubbed her sex as her father took deep breaths. She grabbed a
handful of her father's sperm and placed it into her mouth. She sucked her
fingers, and then reached down for seconds. Her father laughed at her
snack. Her father carried her into the bathroom and placed her on the sink.
He used a warm blue wash cloth to clean the sticky spots off her body.
"Do you have to pee?" her father questioned.
In a sarcastic voice the child answered, "Duh, dad I always pee after my
good feelings"
Her father left her in the bathroom to take of her business. He then
started to prepare the hamburger buns.
fin
by: melissa dole