Stefanie’s Diary - Sex Stories

Stefanie’s Diary

... inquisitively.

“Massage!” I replied emphatically.

“Okay, okay,” he said snickering, “shall I assume the position?”

I nodded wordlessly and guided him over to his bed, which he promptly started to climb on, still with his towel wrapped tightly around his waist.

“The towel has to go, though,” I said matter-of-factly as I grabbed hold of the back of it and pulled.

He didn’t argue and let me pull it off him without a fuss which I then tossed onto the floor on the side of the bed in case we needed it for cleaning up purposes later, like we had needed last night.

He proceeded to sprawl out on the bed on his belly but not before me being able to notice that his cock was more hard than soft as he scooted into position.

I started with me standing on the floor and leaning over the bed as I started to massage his legs and calves.

I had to climb up onto the bed in order to reach and massage his butt and it was at that point that I realized that my own dress was liable to hinder me doing that.

Even though it only went to my knees and it was relatively stretchy, it still didn’t allow for me to move about easily on my knees.

Besides, I certainly didn’t want to risk damaging my pretty new dress.

Nor did I want to take the time to go and change into something else either, so what I did was hoist the dress up a bit so my knees would be free and that worked pretty well for a little while.

I was able to massage his handsome butt as long as I wanted before ...

... starting to move up his back; I knew that I’d have to adjust the dress even more to make that work.

He had his eyes closed anyway, so he had no idea that his pantyless daughter was now straddling his butt with her bare, exposed pussy liable to rub up against his naked back and butt at any moment.

It was making me so wet, it was just about driving me wild!

In order to try to focus on the task at hand, I moved up his back quickly and put all my efforts into massaging those strong, sexy shoulders of his.

I almost couldn’t help myself, but as I did, I managed to massage him with a rhythm where I intentionally grinded my pussy into the small of his back as I massaged him and it felt oh so nice to rub my pussy on him—any part of him, really.

I knew that I wouldn’t be able to have an orgasm doing just that, but boy did it feel good and it only turned me on that much more!

“Mmmm, that feels good, baby,” cooed my dad with his eyes still closed.

That only encouraged me to pick up the pace of the massage and grind my pussy even harder into his back.

It was hard to tell which one of us was enjoying it the most!

“Are you ready for me to turn over, sweetie?”

“Oh, yes,” was all I could gasp with my heart pounding and my breathing quickened.

I lifted up off him and quickly pulled my dress back down to cover myself just in time as he rolled over onto his back, with his cock springing up even bigger and drippier than before, if that was even possible.

There was ...