Ricky's Daughter Ch. 02byGoldeniangel©
Jackie had taken a long time to heal after her gang-rape at the hands of those older men... on the other hand, she also hadn't stopped having erotic dreams about it since it happened. Her father had kept her so protected, and she'd been such a good girl, that she'd never even let a boy get his hands up her shirt before that. And now that she'd been fucked every which way, she was almost dying to do it again... although not until her poor pussy and asshole stopped being so sore.
After about a week she was feeling much better, able to occasionally stroke her pussy in the shower or after one of her dreams. Each time she would feel erotic tremors sweeping through her... but she couldn't quite figure out what to do to get herself off. Completely inexperienced, her fingers would quest around her pussy, pressing inward which made her wince, and rubbing against her engorged clit. She could feel the flutters of climax, it made her ache for completion like a bitch in heat... but she could never quite make it.
On occasion she would even climax during her dreams, waking up to find her pussy soaking and sensitive... but that was the closest that she got to sexual fulfillment. She found that rubbing her nipples would always get her very wet, although she could never bring herself to pinch them as hard as the men had. But it was pretty good, and she loved the way sensual feelings tingled through her body.
It was so hard to be good around the house when she was constantly squirming in anxious arousal, even at the dinner table. Looking in the vegetable and meat drawers in the refrigerator was starting to make her feel antsy even.
Finally, one night, she was completely unable to sleep. Her fingers were feverishly stroking her pussy, trying to find the best way to get herself off. Frustrated and unhappy, she pressed a pillow between her legs and turned onto her stomach, breathing heavily. To her surprise she found that the pillow firmly pressed against her cunt in a very arousing way. Pulling it up more, she found that it cupped her entire groin area, firm enough to press against her clit, but also soft and yielding.
With an anguished moan she moved her hips against it, humping the pillow. It was so soft against her panties, pressing her tightly and rubbing against her clit and sensitive lips. It felt good....
Jackie's hands slid into her nightgown, rubbing her nipples hard and even pinching them a little. Shocks of pleasure traveled through her body, making her pussy even more excited as she humped the pillow, her thighs tight around its soft bulk. It rubbed against her as she grew more and more excited, humping against the bed with her hard nipples pressing into her mattress. Anyone watching at that moment would have seen the strange sight of this beautiful young woman, frantically rubbing her nipples and humping her pillow, her face turned to the side with an ecstatic expression.
When her orgasm hit she covered her mouth with her hand, stifling the cries of pleasure and completion, wriggling with relief. Finally she lay panting, sweaty, and relaxed. Curling up, she fell asleep with a smile on her face.
Unfortunately, the next night Jackie found that pillow humping was not always going to work. Part of the reason it HAD worked so well was because of the long period of frustrated sexual energy beforehand. Now, she was pretty much back in the same place, and she didn't really want to wait that long before she'd be able to get herself off again... but she didn't know what else to do either.
"Jackie, can you go throw in a load of whites?" her father called, "I need my white shirt for my date tonight."
Jackie rolled her eyes. Dad always got all frantic before a first date, right now he was running around trying to get everything ready during his lunch hour so that when he came home from work it would all be ready.
"Alright," she called, sighing as she trotted into the laundry room. Tossing in all their whites, she threw in a detergent capsule and then started the washing machine up. Feeling a little tired, she leaned forward against the machine, her upper body folding over it.
Her mouth made a little "o" as the front of her pussy pressed against the jiggling machine, feeling very good. Pulling herself up a little, Jackie looked closely at the vibrating machine, thoughts flowing through her head fast and furious. Just then her dad peeked in and she jumped as he said,
"Thanks hun, I'm back off to work. Don't forget to scrounge some dinner up for yourself later tonight."
"Ok, thanks Dad, have a good day," Jackie quickly went over and hugged him, surprised to feel a little tremor of arousal going through her still, as she hugged her father. That was just gross.
But as soon as he was gone, and she was left in their apartment alone, she turned to look at the chugging washer.
Carefully, slowly, because she was feeling very unsure and a little silly, Jackie took off her shirt and pants, leaving her in just a cotton bra and panties. Stepping up to the machine, she leaned over it again just as she had before. She moaned, it felt even better without her jeans covering her pussy.
Looking around, even though she knew no one was there, she pulled herself on top of the machine so that she was sitting on it. Angling herself so that the corner of the machine was between her legs, she moaned again... every new position she was trying was feeling better and better, even though the machine was cold. Looking between her legs at the corner of the machine, she rubbed her clit and shuddered. Then she considered that corner again.
Turning around, she lay flat on the machine, at an angle, so that her legs were still spread over the machine but she was facing down now. The washer vibrated right against her clit and Jackie started moaning, her hands flexing on the cold metal as her pussy vibrated... it was the most fantastic thing she'd been able to do on her own so far.
Pressing her hips down, Jackie rubbed her pussy against the chugging machine, moaning with excitement as she felt an orgasm start to grow.
Chug chug chug...
Chug chug chug...
Her panties were becoming damp with wetness, her back arching to press more of her pussy against the corner. Because her legs were hanging down without touching the ground, her pussy was smushed against the machine as she shuddered with sexual glee. The moaning increased, echoing around the room as she fucked the washer, rubbing faster and faster against its jiggling corner.
She screamed as she came, an orgasm even more satisfying than when she'd humped her pillow. Clutching at the machine, she managed to hold on and not fall off as her body spasmed with ecstacy, leaving a wet spot on the corner of the machine.
Eventually she fell forward, exhausted and complete; the machine's vibrations now just a pleasant buzz against her satisfied pussy. With a moan she pushed herself off, blushing at the wetness that was now on the edge of the machine. Finding a towel she wiped it up, and the towel went in with the very next load.
After that, Ricky was very pleased with his daughter's new attention to household chores. Two loads of laundry were done almost every day.