The Academy

Frustrated

The sun was streaming through the curtains when Angela opened her eyes. The room was warm, but Angela was trapped in the arms of her daddy, who was still asleep, and he was making her too hot. Or maybe it was the thick blanket that was tucked around them. Angela turned over in Luke's grasp in an effort to get more comfortable. She had been tossing and turning all morning in a half asleep state but now she was just too uncomfortable. But she couldnt place just what didn't feel right.

Until she pressed her thighs together and felt a delicious pressure on her pussy and a surprised gasp fell from her lips. The feeling lasted only for a second, but it felt so good. Angela tried to make it happen again by turning back to face daddy's chest and pressing her legs together. It worked. Her pussy contracted for a second in pleasure but the feeling was still fleeting. Turning over again in an effort to get more friction to her needy little pussy, Angela felt daddy's bare knee and thigh, curled up at a 90 degree angle just below her small princess part, and a naughty idea came to mind.

Angela could remember how good her pussy felt when she humped daddy's leg and crotch yesterday in the auditorium. Since daddy's leg was just as close now and the spot in between her legs felt very warm, wet, and sticky, Angela saw no harm in having a little go at pleasing herself. She was allowed to right? Once you meet your daddy you can play with your pussy whenever you want... Or was that wrong? Angela brushed off the rogue thoughts and shuffled down the mattress a little bit, untill she could feel daddy's warm leg right at her small part. She used both hands to reach down and subtly pull daddy's thigh up so it was flush against her core, then Angela pulled her folds apart and moved her wet, open pussy right onto daddy's leg.

As soon as Angela put pressure on daddy's thigh with her little pussy, she could feel herself throbbing right against his skin. Angela adjusted her princess part so that the spot on her pussy that felt the best to touch was pushing on daddy's leg. Angela slowly moved herself back towards his crotch and then forwards to his knee in a testing thrust and couldn't stop the moans that slipped out of her. She glided so smoothly over daddy's thigh because of how wet she was, and decided to go back for more.

Soon Angela had a steady, back and forth pace on daddy's leg. Her pussy was so wet and leaving a trail of her juices all over his thigh where Angela was rutting against. Angela had a pillow corner in her mouth to try and be a bit quieter so her daddy could sleep. He must be a very heavy sleeper because Angela definitely wasn't being still and Luke continued to keep his arms around her as she grinded down on his leg. Her breasts were spilling out of the thin nightgown and Luke's hands had been carelessly thrown over them during the night -or maybe purposefully.

From behind her, Angela felt her daddy shift a bit and pull her closer to his chest. His face was right in her neck and his hot breath and puffy lips were pressed against her jugular, this made her stop.

"Morning, angel," Luke kissed Angela's neck and the top of her head, "Why'd you stop, sweetpea?" Luke's voice was low and rough from sleeping. But Angela had a sinking feeling that he hadn't been sleeping for a while now.

But, she tried to feign innocence by pressing her back into his chest and pretending to be asleep.

"Oh, so you're sleeping now are you? Because if I remember correctly, just two seconds ago you were being a very naughty girl and trying to ride my thigh." Luke brought his head back to Angela's neck and took his hands from her waist down to cup her fluttering pussy through her nightgown.

Angela couldn't help but gasp at the almost contact, giving away that she wasn't actually sleeping, but daddy was too good and already knew that.

Luke put more pressure onto Angela's pussy and moved the nightgown out of the way so he could touch all of Angela's princess part.