Bouncing Bella

I wrote this story along time ago. I guess you can call it my fucked up fantasy. If you like it I’ll write more. Let me know

This story is written from both father and daughters perspective

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BELLA
Until last year my life was pretty normal. Dad worked. Mum stayed home and me and my sister went to school. We lived in a nice house. All was pretty great. Then when I was 14 my mum died in a car accident.  my sister was 6. 
Dad was a mess. We all were. He started drinking every night when he came home from work. Which he never did when mum was alive.  He never became abusive or angry so it was never really a problem. It’s been almost a year since mum passed and although he still has his beers after work things are a lot better. Life seems to be getter easier. 

Every Friday night since before mum passed was our family movie night we still did it now. My sister had fallen asleep on the floor in front of the tv. My dad and me were on the couch. We were watching some family comedy and in this scene the daughter jumped up in her dads knee and he was bouncing her. 
Dad and I both laughed. Both remembering how I used to do the same thing as well as my sister. I’d throw a tantrum if dad had had enough. 
“you were a feisty little kid Bella” dad chuckled. 
I smiled and headed to the fridge for a coke. 
“grab us another beer will ya love” dad called after me. 
I grabbed both the coke and beer from the fridge as headed back through to the lounge. I passed dad his beer and leant down to put my coke on the table as I did dad grabbed me under the arms and pulled me into his knee. And started to bounce me. 
We were both laughing. 
As I bounced still laughing dads hand rubbed against the side of my boob. I think he noticed cos he quickly moved his hands down then did a really big bounce that nearly sent me flying off his lap. My arms were flailing thinking I was about to hit the floor. Then dads hands gripped on my hips and pulled me back down right onto his lap. We were both laughing pretty hard now. 
Then I noticed dad was still moving me but instead of bouncing me on his knee he still had my hips and was moving me back and forth on his lap. 
It was a pretty warm night I had on my little bed shorts and a cami. Through my shorts I could feel something hard rubbing between my legs. 
“um dad. What are you doing?” I asked quietly not quite understanding what was going on. 
“shhhh baby” dad whispered back. 
His hands started to grip harder on my hips. He was pushing me down on his lap now rubbing me back and forth on him.  Dads breathing started to come faster and harder. And through my thin shorts and undies I could feel him hard under me. 
“dad? let me hop up please.” I almost pleaded. I didn’t understand why he was doing this. Nothing like this had ever happened before. 
“ok ……hang on……baby……just wait……minute……ah……ah..…. Your such……a…good girl” he panted. 
I tried to riggle up and off him but harder and faster he went pushing me against him and I wont lie part of my brain was telling me this was starting to feel good but this was my dad. He shouldn’t be doing this. I wanted to scream at him to stop but I kept looking at my sister on the floor. I didn’t want to wake her I didn’t want her to see this. I didn’t want this to happen to her. I just sat there quietly for what felt like forever feeling his dick push up and against my pussy which I knew was starting to get a bit wet. I hoped dad didn’t noticed. I didn’t want him to think this was ok.   one final push and he pulled me back on him and just held me tighly moving me softly and slowly back and forth now. I could feel the wetness coming through his shorts and mine own as well. Dads breathing started to slow down and he still wouldn’t let go. I though I heard him start to cry. Then he pushed me off and jumped up without making eye contact. And headed out of the lounge. Before he disappeared from view he turned back
“can you get your sister into bed please. I think I may have drank a bit to much. Not feeling great. Night” he headed off again adjusting his shorts as he went. 
I was angry and sad and confused. I went and picked up my sister and carried her to bed. As I layed her down her little nightie came up a bit. She wasn’t wearing knickers. She didn’t like to for bed  But I made a mental note to tell her tomorro she should remember to put them on. I didn’t know what was going in with dad but I knew I had to protect Christie. I grabbed some of her knickers from the draw and started to put them in her. I got them just under her bum and was pulling the front up when she rolled over. My hand rubbed along the middle of her fanny. I gasped. Pulled back quickly fixed them. Then went straight to the bathroom to shower. My pussy was still wet and I could still feel dads goo on my short. 
I jumped in a hot shower washed myself then headed back to my room for bed

BILL
Lying in bed that night. I felt sick at myself. How had that happened. My daughter for god sake. It was really innocent when I started bouncing her. Then when she started to fall and I pulled her back her crouch rubbed on my cock. I should of stopped then. But after moving her on me a few times I couldn’t stop. It felt amazing. All thoughts of her being my daughter vanished. It was all about that feeling.