This odd, icky feeling is so strange and new. Each time you rub against the hard thing under daddy's boxers it makes your mind go fuzzy. Something feels wet in your princess parts and you know it's not supposed to.
"Daddy, think I'm gonna pee," you whimper.
"Shh, no baby, that's ok. Do you feel a little wet down there?"
"Mhmm," your voice sounds so whiney now, coming out in little gasps. It's hard to avoid making noise like he told you.
"Yeah, that's feels nice, doesn't it?" One of Dad's large, heavy hands traces a line down your back until it falls onto your butt and pushes, guiding your rocking hips into him in a way that makes that hot, icky, tingling feeling explode. You gasp and your back arches on its own. Trying to do what he says, embarrassed, you bury your face in his shoulder. "Bite down if you need to, sweety. You can bite, you can do anything you want with Dad's body, go ahead."
You open your mouth and clamp down on him to try and stop the pathetic mewling noises coming out of you. At first you're worried about hurting him, but he doesn't seem to notice even when your mouth starts to work, tongue rubbing his skin, and tasting the small trickle of blood.
"That's my little girl, you're doing so good. You like making yourself feel good on daddy, huh? Yeah, that's ok, daddy likes when you feel good, too. My sweet little baby, just do what you need to, whatever gives you that nice warm, wet feeling."
You're not sure you want to, but Dad keeps telling you it's ok, and he's hugging you so tight. It has to be good if dad says so, right? His hot breath in your makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up; he's speaking quietly so mom can't hear from the other room, just for you.
"Daddy's so proud of you, humping like a big girl. Your dad loves you so much, you know that? More than anyone else in the world."
His words put you over the edge. Your mind goes blank with white hot pleasure. Your hips buckle and your legs kick out; you let out a moan that dad stifles by cradling your face into his neck.
"Good girl," he reassures you, stroking your hair, "What a good little girl making cummies for daddy."
The spasm passes and all the tension leaves your body leaving you limp in his arms, as you have your first ever orgasm in your father's bed, rubbing on his cock with your mother in next room over.
"Daddy?" You say in a small voice
"Can I play humpies again later?"
The question seems to make dad really happy.
"Of course, sweetheart. We can play humpies as much as you want, there's just one rule, ok? Mommy can't find out. Can you keep it a secret for me?"
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