Author's Note: Here is the edited version if Green Eyes. Thanks to everyone who took the time to read, rate, and comment! While I'm sure that some typos and errors got through, I think Green Eyes will flow much better now.
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'Dad!' I heard a shout from the foyer followed by a door closing. 'I'm home!'
'Perfect timing honey!' I shouted back from the kitchen as I flipped the two porterhouses in their marinating dish. 'How was your shopping trip?'
Katie bounced into the kitchen with a smile on her face, several bags in each hand. She dumped them on the table and hopped lightly onto a stool at the kitchen bar while I slid the steaks into the fridge.
'Your credit card back,' she said happily, sliding the black plastic across the table. I popped it back in my wallet.
'You kept the tab to under ten grand, right?' I teased her.
'Of course!' She exclaimed, looking faux scandalized.
We chuckled together as I began to chop and season potatoes. Katie took it upon herself to start washing and shredding lettuce and kale for our salad.
As she worked intently at the sink, I wondered at how my little girl, who only yesterday (it felt like anyway) was off to preschool in a pink dress and pigtails, had just turned 18 just the day before and was barely a month removed from high school.
That was why she had my credit card. 'You only turn 18 once,' I had told her that morning while handing over the card and giving her my PIN. 'Go have a great day with your friends, but try to not bankrupt me, if you wouldn't mind.'
She had shrieked in joy and leapt into my arms, smothering my cheeks with kisses and thank you's.
So I had sent her off to the mall with my black Amex, in my Jeep Wrangler Rubicon, knowing fully well she was going to blow past whatever reasonable number I had in mind for an 18th birthday shopping spree.
It wasn't like we couldn't afford it. Katie and I were set for 5 lifetimes of shopping sprees. The recession-proof manufacturing business I had started two years before Katie was born, assembling microprocessors for use by the Navy, was growing fatter every year on lucrative government contracts.
My wife's private psychological practice, of which I owned 45%, was going as good as it could be considering the circumstances. And, of course, the life insurance and lawsuit payouts from 6 years ago.
When Katie was just 12, her mother had been killed in a terrible auto accident. The 21 year old fuck up of a son from a wealthy old money type family had decided a 3 day coke and whiskey bender would be best topped off by racing his sports car through residential neighbourhoods at almost three times the speed limit.
Jessica had literally just pulled out of the driveway when she was hit. The sonofabitch had blown through the stop sign adjacent to our house and hit her directly in the driver door. I was in the driveway unwrapping the newspaper when I heard the collision.
By the time the paramedics arrived Jessica was already gone. Not that them being there would have made any difference. At least I got to say goodbye. Katie was already off on the school bus, thank God. She didn't need to see her mother mangled and her father covered in blood.
The little punk had walked away with barely a scratch on him. His cocksucking father had tried to pay me off. A pittance for the life of my wife, but I hired the absolute best lawyer I could, on advice from my contacts with Naval Acquisitions, and took the family to the cleaners. Needless to say, the check his father ended up writing me was 7 figures, not the low 5 he tried to buy me off with.
Katie had been devastated, losing her mother at such a critical time in her life. We had gone to therapy together and separately, and it was tough for over a year, but we had managed to pull through and rebuild our family together, stronger despite our horrific loss.
Katie had always been a Daddy's Girl, but when it was just the two of us we grew even closer. I took every role in her life from stern father to shoulder to cry on to advice dispenser. When she had gotten her first period a few months after her mother had died, I was the one who bought her pads and tampons. When her first boyfriend turned out to be a handsy jerk, I was there. When she wanted to go on birth control, she had no trouble asking me. We were tight, Katie and I. We had to be, it was us against the world.
I encouraged her to return to gymnastics and soccer, sought out private tutors, and generally ensured she was motivated to achieve excellence both socially and scholastically.
And she had succeeded beyond my expectations. She was happy and, beyond a minor fight or two over curfew, not a problem child at all. She had plenty of friends, straight A's and was on the honour roll. Katie had even landed a full ride at my old alma mater, and there had been reports from her coach that professional scouts had been tossing her name around at the highest levels.
All in all, I was sad to see her go away to school, but very excited for my little girl to spread her wings and soar. I had prepared her as best I could, so I was choosing not to lament her leaving but to celebrate for the two months of summer we had left together. I had specifically taken July and August off so that we could do whatever we wanted, whenever we wanted..
I finished chopping and seasoning and snuck a look at the bags Katie had dumped on the table. Typical teenager stuff mostly. American Eagle, HMV, and The Gap, among others.
Three bags, however, caught my eye. A brightly swirled number labelled 'Bikini Shack', a black one with silver lettering spelling out 'Victoria's Secret', and plain white paper bag folded and stapled shut, no lettering or designs adorning it at all.
I averted my eyes and my gaze rested upon my daughter as she mixed the greens. I smiled. You wouldn't think so much bubbly personality could fit into a petite five foot frame, but that just goes to show you I suppose.
My daughter had the best attributes of both myself and her mother. She was short and slender like her mother, raven haired with smooth clear skin. From me, she inherited a pair of bright green eyes, a steadfast sense of determination, and fanatical devotion to the Toronto Blue Jays.
She was currently dressed in a blue tank top and a pair of white shorts. Her skin was tanned a healthy light brown, and I could see the taut muscles in her upper arms and thighs flex as she moved around prepping the salad.
'So,' I said casually. 'Did you have a nice time out with your friends?'
'We had so much fun!' She gushed, looking up from the greens and favouring me with a bright, wide smile. 'Jenny, Michelle, and Saralynn wanted me to tell you thanks a million for bankrolling my birthday.'
I chuckled. 'High praise from the Gang of Four.'
She laughed along with me and swatted at my arm with a dish towel.
'After dinner,' she started, looking me in the eye. 'Movie night?'
'It's your party,' I replied. 'Couldn't imagine anything better.'
***
After roasted potatoes, mixed green salad, and porterhouse steaks cooked to a perfect medium rare, Katie and I enjoyed some coffee on the back deck and watched the sun set in a comfortable silence. We had long ago learned that we enjoyed each other's presence, regardless of whether or not we spoke.
Once the sun had finally set, we retired to our rooms to change. I slipped into my usual lounge wear, a tight black T-shirt, a pair of thin PJ pants, sans underwear.
Ever since her mother had died, Katie and I had a tradition of watching her favourite childhood movie after her birthday dinner. Even on those birthdays when we were fighting, we still sat down and watched it.
I slid the Blu-Ray for The Princess Diaries into the player, popped some popcorn, and grabbed a pair of Cokes for us to enjoy during the film.
I settled in and waited for Katie to come in. I was screwing around on my phone when she finally entered and my jaw dropped.
She was wearing what looked to be a new purchase. I had certainly never seen it in the laundry. It was a black silk spaghetti strap tank top, tight and very low cut, edged with black lace trim. It ended just below her rib cage, leaving a good 8 or 9 inches of taut midriff exposed. The curved belly button piercing I had allowed her to get years ago glinted in the glow of the television. The bottoms were a pair of matching shorts that stopped abruptly past the crotch, barely qualifying as 'shorts' at all.
Her top was so tight that there was no doubt she was braless, and her nipples stood stiffly at attention. Her tan went all the way across her neck and chest, and all the way up her legs, not a tan line in sight.
She saw my face and smirked as she plopped down next to me.
'Like it?' She asked, reaching across me to pick up a can of Coke. 'Just got it today.'
'Uhhhh,' I started, not sure exactly what I was supposed to say. 'It's...nice.'
She let out a snort, grabbed the popcorn bowl from me, pulled a blanket over our laps, and clicked play on the movie.
***
Katie may have started sitting next to me, but before long, she had shifted positions more than once. First, she had leaned against me, snuggling in and draping my arm over her shoulders and pulling the blanket up to her chin. Whatever, that was normal for our movie nights.
However, she didn't seem quite satisfied with this, and before long she had swung her tanned, smooth legs up off the floor and across my lap as she stretched.
'Massage my calves Daddy?' she asked sweetly. 'Feels like the girls and I did a marathon at the mall today.'
I chuckled and began to absent-mindedly knead her lower legs. I had done this exact thing a hundred times before, after an injury or a tough game. Her legs were warm and smooth, and she sighed and stretched out as I worked her calves all the way down to the tips of her toes and then back up.
On my third passage down and back up, I noticed that her toenails had been freshly painted with tiny little bursts of bright red.
'New nail polish?' I asked.
'Jenny convinced us that we needed to spend some time at the spa.' Katie said, wiggling her toes. 'Manis, pedis and waxes. The girls were appreciative of your generosity.'
I snorted and returned my attention to the television as my fingers worked the sides of Katie's knees. I slid my hands under her knees and worked the back of her legs. Katie groaned and closed her eyes.
'Dad, that feels great. Can you get my thighs? They're bugging me too.'
Without waiting for my reply, she scooted forward and basically slid herself right into my lap, rearranging pillows to support her back. Her butt was resting directly on my groin and her shorts had ridden up so the bottoms of her butt cheeks were exposed. The crotch of her shorts was all of 8 inches from my fingers and was pulled tight across her genitals.
My breath hitched in my throat, I covered it up by clearing my throat and began to work the tops of Katie's thighs, keeping my hands in safe places.
However, as I worked her legs, she began to shift ever so slightly in my lap. At first, I thought it was just her getting comfortable, but as the movie went on and she continued to move, I started to think it was odd. And then startled. I'm a red-blooded male, and although I had never had unnatural thoughts about my daughter, I had an attractive, scantily clad 18 year old in my lap, and her movements were having a three pronged effect. Firstly, her breasts, small that they were, became a central focus as Katie arched her back, her nipples hard and prominent.
Secondly, as she shifted, her butt created a delicious friction in my groin. 15 minutes of back and forth movements with only a thin layer of cotton and thinner layer of silk between us, my cock went from flaccid to semi and was getting harder with every passing moment.
Lastly, and most importantly, as Katie shifted the hemline of her shorts rode up, confirming that my daughter was in fact not wearing underwear beneath her skimpy sleepwear, and that the wax she and her girlfriends had gotten earlier that day was of the Brazilian variety.
Katie continued to shift and squirm under my fingers, eyes closed and lips slightly parted. Obviously this did nothing to help ease my situation down under. I lifted both her legs at the knee with my left hand, ostensibly to make her more comfortable, while using my right hand to covertly push my hardness down and along my leg so it wouldn't continue to poke my half naked 18 year old daughter in the ass.
Right as I set her legs down, Katie leaned forward and grabbed my hand by the wrist, guiding it to a spot high on her inner thigh, a bare inch from the hemline of her quote unquote 'shorts'.
'Right there Daddy.' she whispered. 'That's where it really aches.'
We were down to the last 15 minutes of the film, so I figured I could hold out a while longer before extricating myself from this odd, inappropriate situation.
Right as I slid my fingers down Katie's inner thigh, she decided to shift one more time, and my finger came into direct contact with her pussy, grinding down along her entire sex, separated only by the thinnest layer of silk.
I froze. 'Oh shit.' I thought.
Katie didn't seem to notice or mind. Her eyes were fixed on the conclusion of the Anne Hathaway flick. Slowly, almost unnoticeable at first, she shifted her hips again, slowly grinding her sex into the side of my finger.
I was still frozen. 'Was this really happening?' I thought frantically.
Then, the movie ended and Katie's hips stop moving. The sudden lack of movement snapped me out of my shock and I slowly withdrew my hands from Katie's leg.
She turned her head from the television and looked at me with an expression I couldn't quite define. Slowly she rose up on her arms and pushed herself forward. She wrapped her arms around my neck and settled into my lap properly, wiggling around slightly to find a comfortable position, which had the consequence of my erection stretching across her bare butt cheeks.
'Daddy,' she whispered breathily into my ear, nuzzling my neck. 'Thank you so much for such a wonderful birthday present.'
She pulled back and stared at me, my own bright green eyes reflected in hers. Then, ever so slowly, she leaned her head forward and kissed me on the lips. I was paralyzed in shock. Katie held the kiss for just a few seconds too long, her tongue moving but not attempting to probe my mouth, before pulling back and staring at me for a moment longer.
Then she swung her legs around so her feet landed lightly on the floor, still sitting in my lap but facing away from me. She braced her hands on my thighs and pushed herself off with a small wiggle of her hips. I had to suppress a groan as the friction on my dick sent shivers through me. She padded to the door and paused in the doorway; her petite frame silhouetted in the moonlight streaming on the opposite window.
'Good night Daddy,' she said, a small smirk on her lips. 'I love you. '
And then she was gone. I sat in the dark tv room for a long while, listening to the sounds of Katie getting ready for bed. Once I heard her bedroom door shut I stood up. My erection had not faded in the slightest. My mind was swimming. 'What the hell had that been?!'
***
The next morning I woke up late to the smell of fresh coffee and bacon sizzling. I threw a bathrobe over my sleep clothes and followed my nose down to the kitchen.
Katie was already there, mercifully dressed in more appropriate summer attire of shorts and a t-shirt. As she flipped the bacon she glanced at me with a wide smile.
'Morning lazy bones,' she quipped, cracking a pair of eggs one handed into a frying pan.
'Coffee,' I grunted, sitting down on a kitchen stool.
Katie laughed and slid a steaming mug towards me, dark roast, milk and sugar. I sipped it carefully. Perfectly mixed.
'Ahhhh,' I sighed. 'Ambrosia.'
'Figured you'd say that.' She said lightly, pushing some toast down in the toaster. 'Your present was so amazing. I figured the least I could do was cook you a gourmet breakfast.'
I grunted again, sitting in silence for a minute as the coffee slowly worked its way into my brain and jolted it back to life.
'Daddy,' she whispered breathily into my ear, nuzzling my neck. 'Thank you so much for such a wonderful birthday present.'
I set the coffee cup down a little too hard.
Then, ever so slowly, she leaned her head forward and kissed me on the lips.
Oh. Oh right. That.
'Dad, are you alright?' Katie asked, as she placed a plate of bacon, scrambled eggs with peppers, and marble rye toast in front of the both of us.
'Yeah,' I said, a little too quickly. 'Yeah kiddo. I'm fine.' I grabbed my coffee and took another large mouthful and gave my head a little shake.
Katie seemed to accept my answer and said nothing further. We dug into our breakfast and ate with gusto. Katie, in addition to having far more athletic and scholastic prowess than both her mother and I, was also a whiz in the kitchen as well. Her scrambled pepper eggs were exactly what I needed to get my body and brain working right.
'So,' I said, breaking the silence. 'What do you have planned for today?'
'Well, I was thinking I would spend the day with you, Dad.' Katie replied, clearing our plates and tossing them into the dishwasher. 'Did you have anything planned?'
'I think we can do that,' I said. 'I need to send a couple emails first. Then I was thinking I would wash the Rubicon. If you help me with washing and taking the roof and doors off, we could take it for a rip along the lake shore, get some ice cream. Then maybe spend the afternoon in the pool?'
Her face broke out into a wide brilliant grin. 'Sounds great! Can...I drive?'
I smirked. 'How else would I get my daily fill of adrenaline-fueled terror?'
I beat a hasty retreat as Katie tried to snap me with a wet dish towel in fake outrage. I started down the hall to my office and shouted back, 'Give me 20 minutes to fire off a few work emails and I'll meet you down in the driveway. Get out the supplies!'
'Ok!'
*****
'Gah!' I shouted, as a blast of freezing cold water hit me in the small of my back. I spun around to see Katie grinning at me, hose in one hand, soapy sponge in the other.
'Gotcha!' She said, dropping the hose and flip-flopped her way back to the grille of my purple Wrangler. She bent at the waist and started to scrub the custom faceplate I had installed shortly after purchase that gave the Jeep a pissed off look. She gave me an eyeful as well.
Katie was dressed in flip flops, denim cut-off shorts, and an electric purple string bikini top the same shade as the Jeep itself. Katie might not have a ton going on in terms of cleavage, but what she did have was eye catching to say the least.
'Whoa, dude.' I thought to myself, giving my head a little shake. 'That's your daughter.'
Even still, Katie wasn't just my daughter. She was a beautiful young woman. I might be her father, but I can certainly appreciate an attractive girl in a string bikini top, can't I?
I hung back a bit and watched Katie stretch and bend and crouch to soap up the Jeep. Every position gave me a new appreciation for the female form, and I had to avert my eyes more than once to avoid Katie catching me ogling her.
For her part, she seemed just fine doing the lion's share of the washing and rinsing. After a few minutes of openly staring at her, I noticed what I was doing and snapped out of it, only to find that my dick had grown a mind of its own and was threatening to go full mast on me. I turned my back to Katie, fiddled with some washing supplies and willed my cock to go back down.
'Dude, that's your daughter!' I thought again.
Katie grabbed the hose again and gave the Jeep one last rinse off. 'All done!' she called back to me, peering over the rims of her black Ray-Ban Wayfarers. 'Where are the keys?'
I chuckled and tossed them to her, putting my own matching set of sunglasses on. My tight black t-shirt and blue boardshorts might be wet, but what's the point of having a Wrangler if it doesn't get wet and dirty every once in a while?
'Let's go Hotrod,' I said, jumping into the passenger seat. No roof, no doors, and a high-end speaker system made the Jeep a perfect summer vehicle. 'Try to avoid getting us a ticket, would ya?'
Katie started the Wrangler, cranked up the volume on some cheesy 80's rock song, and carefully backed out of the driveway.
*****
Two hours and two large soft serve cones later, we were back at the house. Katie flounced out of the Jeep and tossed me the keys.
'I'm going to be a few minutes Dad.' She said, standing at the door. 'I got a new swimsuit at the mall yesterday I want to try out. Meet you at the pool?'
I nodded and she disappeared inside. I looked down into my lap. My erection had never gone fully away, and I was still chubbed up in the car. I was just thankful Katie hadn't noticed.
'I need to get laid.' I muttered, getting out of the Jeep and going inside. 'I need to go out, get drunk, pick up some bar skank, and drill her brains out.'
I changed into my tight black swimming trunks, grabbed some towels, and hastily made my way to the pool. I figured if I could get in first maybe the cold water would shock the blood out of my dick before Katie came down and joined me.
I did 10 laps and got out, cock mercifully deflated, and laid out on one of our lounge chairs to bask in the sun. I grabbed my phone and popped in my earbuds. I closed my eyes and let the sounds of Iced Earth pound through my head. It helped to keep the thoughts of Katie's electric purple bikini top and tiny pyjama short shorts out of my head.
What the hell was wrong with me? I was thinking...unnatural...things about my daughter! My own flesh and blood! I had seen her dump a full bowl of spaghetti on her head in a toddler tantrum for Pete's sake. I had sent her off to grade 5 in a pair of dirty overalls and a backwards inside out t-shirt because she insisted it was the current trend. Why the hell was I...imagining... Katie's...
I closed my eyes and surrendered to the thoughts, allowing a surge of lust to run through me.
Katie, bending over the grille of the Wrangler, giving me an excellent view down her bikini top.
I licked my lips and shifted in my lounger, suddenly feeling very strange.
'Daddy,' she whispered breathily into my ear, nuzzling my neck. 'Thank you so much for such a wonderful birthday present.'
I groaned a touch at the memory.
Katie, wiggling the bare bottoms of her butt cheeks in my lap, grinding across my poorly concealed erection.
'Dad?'
My eyes shot open as I yanked my earbuds out, the sounds of Dracula fading away as I looked at Katie standing over me.
'Katie!' I said, startled. I sat up.
'Didn't mean to scare you Daddy.' She said, turning and laying out a towel on the lounger directly next to me. As she leaned over to fiddle with the edges, I noticed three things:
Firstly, my erection was back in full force. In these skin tight black square-cut trunks I was sporting a solid bulge.
Secondly, there was no way that Katie didn't see my erection.
Thirdly, the bikini Katie was wearing made her skimpy sleepwear from the night before look like a nun's habit. My jaw hit the poolside tile.
Katie finished fiddling with her towel and turned back around. 'Sure you're ok?'
'Er,' I said stupidly, not moving or covering my erection. 'Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. You just surprised me is all.'
'OK good,' She said, with a smirk.' Thought I might have given you a heart attack, old man.'
'Old man!?' I said, faux shocked. 'Kids these days, no manners or respect for their elders.'
Katie laughed and began setting her phone and a few other things on the lounger, giving me an opportunity to discreetly move a towel over my crotch and enjoy an extended view of her new swimwear.
Katie had swapped out the electric purple bikini top for a black one that consisted of two very small triangles covering her breasts and a whole lot of thin string tied on her back and at her neck. If I thought the top was scandalous, her bottoms were downright pornographic. Also held up by tiny string tied at her hips, the front must have been considered 'ultra low rise', as it would have just barely covered any pubic hair, had my daughter had any. The back was a tiny V of fabric that vanished between two tanned and taught butt cheeks, providing absolutely no coverage of her ass but giving me a wonderful view of her backside. Under the towel, my dick gave a throb as my eyes soaked in this smoking hot 18-year-old.
Katie straightened up and sashayed her way to the pool before abruptly diving in. I let out a breath I didn't know I had been holding in.
'Holy shit,' I thought to myself, watching her glide back and forth beneath the surface. 'First the pj's and now the bikini? What the hell is going on here?'
My thoughts were interrupted when Katie breached the surface and tossed her raven hair back in a spray of pool water, giving me an outstanding view of her tits as she arched her back with her eyes closed.
'Jesus Christ.' I muttered under my breath. I didn't even try to live in denial. I was openly ogling my daughter and sporting a massive erection while doing so. Thank Christ I had my Ray-Bans on to at least kind of hide my staring.
Katie swam back and forth a few times in the pool, trying out different strokes as I tried to will my erection to deflate. I was finally getting somewhere when Katie popped up at the edge of the pool closest to me and rested her face on her arms.
'Whatcha thinkin' about Dad?' She asked, emerald eyes scrutinizing me. I withered under her watch.
'Oh, nothing much,' I said, tossing aside the now conspicuous towel and standing up. 'Just thinking about a big event that's coming up.'
Katie lifted her chin off her forearms and raised an eyebrow at me. 'Big event? What big event?'
'Oh, you didn't know?' I asked, stretching my arms over my head and plucking off my sunglasses.
'Know what?'
'Oh just the biggest event of the year!' And with a short running start I jumped over Katie and cannonballed right into the pool, splashing her with a huge wave of water.
I surfaced quickly to find Katie blinking water out of her eyes.
'Daddy!' She shrieked. She swept her arms in a wide arc and sent a mini-tsunami at me. I leapt back but it was no good and got a face full of spray for my efforts.
'Oh it's on now!' I said devilishly and began what would turn into a 10 minute splash, cannonball, and flutter kick fight. Besides being fun as heck, with most of Katie's bits underwater, my mind could focus on something other than a half naked 18 year old.
I thought I had the better of Katie, cornered with both my hands underwater ready to heave a load of water at her, when she feinted to one side then darted to the other. My splash completely missed her as she wrapped her legs around my waist from behind, put her hands on my shoulders, and dunked me as hard as she could.
She pushed me down hard, planted both feet in the small of my back and pushed. I was completely disoriented for a second, before righting myself and coming up sputtering with water up my nose.
I recovered and got the water out of my eyes just in time to see Katie hoisting herself out of the pool, giving me a wonderful (and truly obscene) view of her ass. Time seemed to slow as she angled her leg up, parting her taut ass cheeks and allowing me to fully see the cord of her thong bikini bottoms running right up against her pussy and asshole.
And then it was over and she stood and grabbed her towel.
'Well,' she smirked. 'I think that settles who won the Great Water War of 2019, doesn't it, old man?'
I half heartedly flicked some water at her, more concerned about the blood once again rushing to my dick than about losing the water fight. I ogled Katie as she began to towel off. The towel gently caressing her lightly tanned skin, I once again marvelled at her complete lack of tan lines. The gym we had a membership at had a tanning booth perk, not that I had ever used it. Katie clearly had, as I watched her twist and turn to towel completely off.
At the risk of going full mast I began to swim more laps in a variety of strokes. I may not be an athlete like Katie, but I stay in shape, working out when I could and swimming when I couldn't.
After 15 minutes I turned my attention back to the poolside and saw Katie watching me behind her Ray-Bans with an unreadable expression on her face. Cock back to a semi normal state, I clambered out and towelled myself off.
Once I was mostly dry, I plopped myself down on the lounger next to Katie and closed my eyes. After a minute I heard her get up and walk away. She returned a moment later and I heard the unmistakable sound of two beer bottles being opened.
I opened my eyes to see her handing me a Corona. I took it, then we clinked bottles and drank in silence for a few minutes.
I finished my drink, avoiding looking at Katie, but I could feel her eyes on me. Looking for... something. Anything. Some sort of reaction.
She started moving and I glanced over. She had also finished her beer and busted out a bottle of suntan oil and was applying it to her arms in long, slow, smooth, precise movements. I watched, momentarily fascinated by her hands making the beads of oil disappear into her skin, giving it a healthy sheen.
'So,' she said, spreading the oil on her belly. 'Do you like my new bikini?'
'Uh,' I said dumbly, eyes still fixed on her hands spreading the liquid carefully around her navel piercing. 'Yeah. Get it yesterday?'
'Yup!' She chirped brightly. 'So I suppose I should thank you, since technically you got it for me.'
'Oh boy.' I thought. 'Yeah, she bought this thing on my credit card.'
'You're welcome, I guess.'
I sat for a moment, trying to find the right words.
'This bikini... it's not really like any of your old ones.'
Katie laughed lightly as she started spreading the oil across her chest and down between her breasts.
'Yeah. We were walking by the Bikini Shack yesterday and decided to go in. Last summer before college. I thought I would find something a little more 'adult''.
'Well, it certainly is that.' I said, eyes on Katie as she spread oil up and down the front of her legs. She finished and rolled onto her stomach. She stuck out her hand towards me, the bottle of suntan oil glinting in the late afternoon sun.
'Do my back?'
I grabbed the bottle and held it for a second. Katie took my pause to reach back and undo the spaghetti strings at her neck and back, even going so far as to completely pull her tiny bikini top off and drop it next to her lounger.
I ogled her naked back for a minute. My daughter was lying out in front of me in nothing more than what amounted to a thong, and a tiny one at that.
'OK,' I thought, turning the bottle over and over in my hands. 'Clearly Katie is embracing this 'being an adult' thing and I am just the first person she needs to prove herself too. Nothing weird going on at all. Just a young person showing their parent that they are grown up.'
I squirted a liberal amount of the oil into my hand and began to spread it across Katie's shoulders. I kept firm but gentle pressure, working her back in small circles until all of it was absorbed and Katie's skin was left in a tanned sheen.
I worked my way down slowly, never letting my fingers go dry or repeat the same exact motion on Katie's back. Her eyes closed as she let out a relaxed sigh. When I ran my thumbs across the dimples in Katie's lower back, she shivered and squirmed under my touch.
'Daddy!' She exclaimed huskily. 'That tickles!'
I chuckled lowly and worked my way down until I hit the string of her thong bikini bottoms. Katie might be trying to assert herself as an adult with this scandalous swimsuit, but I was sure she didn't want her Dad groping her ass.
When I jumped past her ass and started working her upper thighs, Katie let out a slight groan.
'Was that disappointment?' I thought as I worked my way towards her calves and feet. 'Nah. Probably just enjoying the massage. Her legs were hurting yesterday after all.'
I reached her feet and started to work my way back up. When I reached her ass again, Katie wiggled her butt.
'Make sure you get everywhere Daddy.'
I faltered for a moment. 'Seriously? What the heck?'
Disregarding my reservations, I smeared a large dollop of the oil across both taut butt cheeks and began to gently knead it into my daughter's ass.
Katie squirmed and wiggled a bit at first as I started at the top of her butt and worked my way down. I was right in the middle of her butt when she suddenly raised her hips, ostensibly to increase the pressure from my fingers. In doing so, she gave me an up close and personal view of the thong strap running between her cheeks, and the crinkled edges of the tight little pink pucker that was her teenage asshole.
My cock, already half chubbed, immediately sprang to full mast, mercifully running down the leg of my tight swim trunks.
I gave her butt one last knead with my fingers to ensure all the oil was rubbed in, and then settled back into my lounger, subtly pulling a towel across my hips to cover my erection.
Katie opened her eyes and looked over at me appraisingly.
'Roll over.'
'Huh?'
'Roll over Dad,' Katie said, stirring in her seat. 'If we are going to be out here you'll need some suntan oil too. '
I rolled over, thankful that I had an excuse to hide my erection by pressing it into the lounger's waterproof cushion.
I closed my eyes as I heard Katie shift in her lounger. A moment later I felt her small hands and nimble fingers begin to work the oil into my neck and shoulders. I shifted and hung my arms over the sides of the lounger to get more comfortable. My right hand hit something soft, instead of the hard pool tile.
I grasped at it gently, then the realization hit me. 'That's Katie's bikini top. My daughter is rubbing suntan oil into me topless.'
I left go of the bikini top and just let my hand hang. I wasn't seeing her, so there was no real issue here, right?
Katie took very much the same path as I did when I worked her back. She swooped and swirled across my skin, never replicating the same motion in the same area or letting her hands go dry, consistently adding the slippery liquid as needed.
Then, all of a sudden, as she reached the small of my back, Katie stood and swung her leg over my lounger, sitting astride me and straddling my butt.
'Holy fuck.' I thought, freezing...but then melting under Katie's touch. It had been so long since I had been touched so intimately by a woman.
I had tried to date after I had come to terms with the death of Katie's mother, but beyond a handful of second dates leading nowhere and a couple of one night stands in the backseat of my Jeep, it had pretty much been just me, my hands, and copious amounts of internet pornography.
'This is wrong.' I thought. 'Totally fucking wrong. She's my fucking daughter.'
But when Katie ground her hips gently into my butt, my steel hard cock gave a throb and I gave way to the sensations.
Katie worked the small of my back for a long, long while. Far longer than needed to apply suntan oil. Her thumbs worked out stress knots I didn't even know I had.
After what felt like an eternity she jumped over my butt just like I had done with her. She slid her hands up and down the backs and sides of my thighs and down my calves to my ankles.
Once she had reached my feet she worked her way back up my legs, but this time she was kneading her fingers up the insides of my thighs.
Her fingers worked higher before slowly looping back down the sensitive flesh of my upper thighs. I shivered uncontrollably as Katie grazed her fingernails over flesh now slicked with oil. Ever so gently Katie pushed her fingers under the hem of my tight swim trunks.
My erection, though still rock hard and throbbing in time with my heart beat and twitching at every new stimulus, was mercifully sandwiched between my belly and the lounger cushion. But my balls were hanging down, low and heavy and aching for release.
Katie worked her way up to where my butt met my legs and, clearly emboldened by my lack of objection, suddenly slid both her hands down the insides of my legs, her fingertips coming into full contact with my heavy hanging sack.
My hips jerked upward involuntarily at the soft touch. Katie held firm, not moving her fingers even an inch, as if grazing her father's balls had been the goal the entire time. Slowly, she pushed her fingers forward until my sack was firmly in her grasp.
And then, God help me, she began to gently massage me. Rolling my balls between her nimble fingers and squeezing gently, spreading the oil across the stretched and burning hot skin.
My hips jerked with every new movement. I heard a groaning noise, and realized it was me. I was panting and moaning as my own daughter worked the tender flesh of my sack. I could hear Katie's breathing, shallow and husky, and I could feel her eyes burning into me.
And then, slowly like she didn't want to let go, Katie withdrew her hands.
'Roll over Daddy.'
'What?' I managed to grind out.
'Roll over.' she said in a breathy voice. 'If we are going to be out here I need to do your front as well.'
I should have said no. I should have told Katie that this had already gone too far. That this was already well past the line of appropriate. I should have thrown her off me and lectured her about the pjs and the bikini and the ball fondling before sending her to her room.
But I didn't. God help me, I didn't. I drew my legs up slightly and Katie scooted back down to my feet. I closed my eyes and slowly turned over. My cock was as hard as diamonds and without the pressure of the lounger cushion, it bulged obscenely from my trunks, nearly bursting out in the late afternoon sunlight.
I kept my eyes clamped shut and waited. Waited for Katie to freak out. Waited for her to hit me. Waited for her to shriek and leap off me and call me a pervert who lusts after his own daughter.
But she did none of that. She stayed stock still, her knees touching mine and her calves running down along side my own. I slowly opened my eyes.
And took in the glorious sight of a topless, hell mostly naked, green eyed, raven haired 18 year old staring at my erection with a mixture of amazement and smouldering desire. She openly gaped at my groin, her mouth contorted in a slight 'O', her pink tongue running out to lick her lower lip.
She slowly lifted her gaze from my cock and trailed it up my stomach to my chest before finally settling on my Ray-Bans. She slowly reached out and plucked them from my face. Green eyes, an exact copy in colour, shape, and intensity, stared deep into my own.
She settled back down around my knees and scooted back even further, never breaking eye contact, and squirted some oil into her palms and began to slather it up the front of my ankles and shins.
She broke eye contact and fixed her gaze on her fingers as she caressed my skin. Her very touch was like a fire bolt to my brain. My dick didn't diminish in hardness even one iota.
As she slid forward to work my thighs, I dropped my gaze from her face and took in her glorious young body. As I thought, her newly uncovered breasts were as tanned as the rest of her. Clearly she used the tanning bed at the gym at least topless, and most likely nude.
Her breasts were small, A cups as befit her athletic lifestyle and gymnast physique, and perky to the point of defying gravity. A perfect handful, with small perfectly round nipples with diamond hard nubs protruding from the centre.
As her fingertips with their bright red polish probed the hem of my tight black swim trunks, Katie hesitated just a second before locking eyes with me once again, lifting her hands off me, and sliding her entire body forward. She eventually stopped directly over my crotch and settled down with her barely clad pussy resting on my throbbing erection.
If my eyes didn't roll back in my skull at the wonderfully warm pressure, they might as well have. I groaned, not even bothering to try and stifle myself as Katie pressed herself into my groin and began to spread oil across my belly and chest.
If I thought her touch was fire on my legs, it was nuclear on my pecs and stomach. She leaned close and wiggled her hips as she swayed her fingertips back and forth across my skin. I could have sworn I heard her moan as she lightly ground her pussy against my hardness. I'm sure she could feel my heartbeat through my cock, it was pulsing and throbbing so hard.
She reached my neck and began to massage the oil up to the edge of my beard and back around. She gripped my face with her slippery fingers, her emerald eyes only a few inches from my own, and ground her hips hard into my dick.
This time my eyes actually did roll back into my skull, and when the surge of pleasure faded, she had that goddamn self-satisfied smirk on her lips and laughter dancing in her eyes.
She leaned forward, pressing her bare breasts against my chest and whispered huskily in my ear.
'Budge over Daddy.'
I couldn't have said no even if I wanted to.
I lifted my hips and moved over in the lounger. Katie, still in full body contact from crotch to cheek, slid agonizingly slowly across my torso and settled down next to me. She had one arm tucked down beside her and she tossed her free leg over my upper thigh, coming close but not actually touching my dick.
She used her free hand to grab my wrist and wrap it around her, resting my hand on the side of her rib cage just a few inches from her bare breast. Katie grabbed my phone and began to flip through my music selection. She skipped through my play list until she found what she wanted, Wicked Game by Chris Iszak.
Putting the phone down, Katie slid her hand over my stomach and rested it lightly over my bellybutton, just inches from my massive but unacknowledged erection, and nuzzled her face into my chest just below my beard.
'There,' she said, satisfied. 'Much better.'
'Heh,' I laughed softly. 'Sure. Much better.'
We lay there in silence listening to the dulcet tones of Iszak's crooning. The song changed, but to be honest, I barely heard a word. I was paying far more attention to the girl in my arms.
Katie nuzzled closer until my chin was resting on top of her head. Her leg was bent at the knee and trailed down between my legs but never losing the skin to skin contact. Her free hand, once resting over my belly button, began to slowly move, her index fingertip tracing tiny slow circles around my navel.
As Katie snuggled in closer, slippery skin gliding across mine, the arm I had wrapped around her moved closer to her breast until my fingertips were no longer touching the firm bones of her rib cage, but rather the plumpness of her tit. I didn't withdraw my hand. If everything else we had done over the past two days had crossed the line, at this point we were so far past it that we couldn't even see the line anymore.
She gently added another fingertip to the small circles she was tracing on my belly, then another, and then all of her fingertips were circling my stomach in larger and larger circles.
I laid stock still, debate raging in my head. This was my daughter. But she was also mostly naked and seemed to be completely fine with being around me like that, and also with the hard cock just a few inches from her hand.
I was broken out of my reverie when Katie's hand left my stomach and began to pull on the drawstrings of my trunks. My free hand shot over and grabbed her gently by the wrist, stopping her. She raised her head and stared at me with those green, green eyes.
'It's alright Dad,' she said, face a picture of calm confidence. 'I want to touch you.'
She moved her hand to finish untying the drawstring, and although I kept a gentle grip, I didn't stop her.
'Daddy, you can touch me too, if you want.' She said before dropping her head back to my chest. She pulled her hand out of my loose grip and dropped the drawstrings to my trunks. She reached up and grabbed the hand that was wrapped around her and tugged it forward until it was firmly holding her breast, her hard nipple poking between my index and middle fingers.
Once she had my hand firmly situated where she wanted it, she traced her fingers back down to my navel, and resumed her circles, dipping deeper and deeper until she slid her hand under the waistband of my trunks into my pubic hair.
I made a noise and jerked my hips. 'It's ok Dad.' Katie said, swirling her hand under my trunks again and lightly digging her fingers into my pubic hair, lingering there a bare inch from the base of my cock. 'You are so hard. You must be so pent up. Let me help you. '
And with that, she slid her hand forward and wrapped her soft, slippery fingers around the shaft of my dick.
I gasped and jerked my hips again, which only increased her hand's contact with my sensitive skin.
'Katie...' I ground out, not sure what I was supposed to do but sure that I didn't want her to stop touching me.
'I love you Daddy.' The sound of those words made my dick jerk in her hand. 'I want to touch you. I want to help you. I want to make you feel good. '
Each word was like a razor blade to my resistance. That resistance completely collapsed when she began to slowly pump my cock with a gentle but firm stroke.
'Oh Christ.' I said, not believing what my daughter was doing. 'Katie, that feels incredible. '
She giggled and pumped her hand a few more times before letting go. She withdrew her hand and whispered 'Lift your hips.'
I did so, and she pulled my trunks down and off, throwing them to the pool tile. My cock sprung free, hard as steel and a dark angry purple-red.
'Oh Daddy' Katie said, gaping for a moment at my newly free penis. 'You're so big.'
Katie reached out and grabbed my cock by the base, slowly pumping up and down. 'You're so hard.'
With my cock free Katie spent the next ten minutes exploring every inch, curve, and ridge of my organ.
She fluttered her fingertips up and down the shaft, before running her palm up from the base to the tip and over. She dropped low to roll and squeeze my heavy balls, even going so far as to dip down to my taint and massage it for a minute.
She slid a single finger down between my butt cheeks and laid her fingertip on my anus, gently swirling and applying pressure at irregular intervals.
At every new sensation I gasped and writhed, but the thought to stop her from exploring my most intimate places never crossed my mind. She withdrew her finger and slid all her fingertips up the direct centre of my shaft. When she reached the apex she caressed that sensitive spot with alternating fingers, sending shocks through my body and coaxing moans and sighs out of my mouth.
'You have such a beautiful cock Daddy.' Despite being in the middle of receiving the best handjob in my life from my mostly naked barely legal teenage daughter, it still shocked me to hear such a crude word come from her mouth. 'Give me some more oil.'
I grabbed the bottle and squirted a liberal amount onto her open palm.
'I'm going to make you cum Daddy. '
And with that truly pornographic statement, Katie gripped my cock in her hand and began to pump like her life depended on it. She didn't miss a trick, keeping a firm hand on my shaft while also ensuring that the sensitive spot under my tip was given special attention.
After just a few minutes of this glorious handjob, I could feel my balls begin to tighten and the cum begin to rise. My hips were thrusting upward into Katie's fist. The hand gripping Katie's tiny tit squeezed ever harder in ecstasy.
'Katie, oh god baby. Faster. Harder.' I could barely recognize my own voice, it was hoarse and low and dangerous. 'I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum.'
'That's it Daddy.' Katie said in a husky whisper. 'Cum for me. Cum for your little girl. Cum for your daughter.'
With that, I exploded all over both of us. Thick ropes of pearly white cum shot all over my stomach and all the way up to just below Katie's face that still rested on my chest.
My vision was reduced to a pinprick as Katie pumped the cum out of me, pleasure surging and washing away any feelings of shame and guilt.
Katie continued to pump me until the last little rope shot out and splattered across my belly. My hips stopped jerking upward and I collapsed back onto the lounger, completely spent. She kept pumping with a looser grip, sending aftershocks through me but avoiding stimulating the over sensitive parts of my dick. Slowly, she stopped moving, but kept her hand resting on my shaft.
My vision returned to normal and my view was filled with raven hair, green eyes, and a sultry smile.
'Did that feel good Daddy?'
'Jesus Christ...Katie...that was incredible.'
She laughed and finally let go of my dick. 'I'm glad you liked it Daddy.'
She extricated herself from my arms, my hand falling away from her breast. She reached over and grabbed the damp towel she had used earlier. Still topless and completely unashamed of it, she began to wipe my cum off my stomach. She did it slowly, using long strokes to wipe my belly and chest, before focusing on my deflating cock.
She spent far more time than necessary cleaning my cock, working the towel gently up and down and back and forth, ensuring that it was clean from base to tip.
Once she was done, she swung her leg over me again and straddled my hips, my bare cock grinding against her thong clad pussy. She dropped her head and kissed me, just like she had the night before. Long and intense, she worked her lips over mine, and suddenly I was kissing her back. Her tongue probed my lips and my mouth automatically opened, allowing her access.
Our tongues dueling, she slowly ground her pussy back and forth along my cock, which was caught in a state of post-orgasm bliss and rehardening under the feeling of a barely legal pussy being mere millimetres away.
Katie ended the kiss and pulled back, standing on slightly shaky legs. I laid back, not knowing what to say. She gathered the cum-soaked towel, her bikini top, and the suntan oil bottle. She gazed at me from head to toe, and then reached out with the hand that had brought me so much pleasure.
She scooped up a tiny patch of cum she had missed on my belly with her index finger, the white liquid contrasting so starkly with the red of her nail polish.
She regarded the cum for just a moment, before popping her finger into her mouth. She swirled her finger in her mouth before withdrawing with a sound of suction.
'Ahhh,' she moaned, eyes half closed. 'You taste great Daddy.'
And with that, she turned and flounced back into the house. I watched her ass jiggle as she did so, disappearing around the corner and out of view
I sat and stared at the door for a long, long time. By the time I gathered myself and shook out of my stupor, the sun was setting and with it, any notion of a normal future relationship with my beautiful daughter.
*****
After about half an hour sitting poolside, I gathered my trunks, towel, sunglasses, and phone, and slowly walked back into the house. I deposited my items on the table just inside the door and made my way to the bathroom. I wrung out my damp swim trunks and tossed them over the shower bar to drip dry. I threw on my grey terrycloth bathrobe and went to the kitchen.
The sun had fully set, and Katie and I had missed dinner. It wasn't too late for me to throw something together for us, but how do you ask your daughter what she wants for a late supper after she rolled all over you mostly naked, jerked you off, and tasted your cum?
I sat down at the table, sipping a bottle of water and thinking about what my next step was. Katie was clearly into this sort of relationship with me. She had been the aggressor in that situation. She had dressed in that bikini. She had taken off her top and asked me to rub her down. She had asked to rub me down, and she had all but demanded to give me a handjob.
'I need to talk to her.' I decided, standing up. I placed my bottle of water on the table next to the white bag that Katie had brought home the previous day. The unlabelled one about the size of a plastic grocery bag that had been stapled shut. I looked inside. Although it was big enough to hold three or four medium sized items, the only thing I found inside was a receipt. The top proclaimed it came from 'S&M Novelties', but the three items on the receipt were not named, just numbered codes.
'Huh,' I thought, putting the receipt back in the bag and taking it with me. I figured I could give it to Katie when I went to talk to her. As I made my way down the dark hallway towards Katie's room, my foot came down on a tiny damp pile.
I reached down and found Katie's string bikini top. I tossed it into the bag and kept walking. I could see a dim light coming from her room at the end of the hall and just as I was about to call out her name my foot hit yet another small damp pile of fabric. I picked it up and found it was Katie's bikini bottoms.
My mind raced, and as I closed the short distance to Katie's room I heard a light buzzing noise and what sounded like a faint whimper. I reached her door and just as I was about to knock I peered through the 3 inch crack between the door and frame and saw something that, despite what had just happened less than an hour ago, made me freeze in place.
Katie was in her room alright. The dim light from the retro lava lamp I had given her as a birthday gift years ago cast long shadows on the floor, revealing two opened and carelessly discarded boxes. I raised my eyes to the bed to see Katie, in all her naked glory.
She was face down with her head on her pillow, her face pointed towards the door but her eyes were closed. She was bent at the knees into a doggy style position. Her left hand was grasping the bedspread, while her right was underneath her and moving between her legs.
Slowly, she worked a bright pink Rabbit vibrator into her clean-shaven pussy, moaning through grit teeth as it filled her. Her legs were spread wide so I could see the wetness glistening on the sex toy as it moved in and out slowly.
I moved my eyes up, and found that, instead of seeing my daughter's tight pink asshole that I had briefly glimpsed poolside, I saw a red jewel and a flash of silver. A buttplug. My daughter was masturbating with a buttplug inside her ass, and it was the same fucking colour as her nail polish.
I was frozen. I simply could not move. Despite this being my flesh and blood, it was one of the most erotic sights I had ever seen. A barely legal, cleanly shaven, beautiful teenager was masturbating just a few feet from me.
'Oh Daddy...' she moaned.
My eyes nearly popped out of my head. 'What the fuck did she just say?'
'Oh Daddy, fuck me harder.'
The Rabbit increased its pace in and out of Katie's gloriously tight little snatch. I could see the Rabbit ears buzzing furiously, and Katie jolting as they contacted her clit.
'Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuckmefuckmefuckme.' She panted, her other hand releasing the bedspread and reaching back to lightly tug on the buttplug that was lodged in her anus.
'Oh God it feels so good in my ass Daddy.' She began to work the buttplug back and forth in her ass, the tight little ring stretching wide before she let it slip back in again.
My dick swelled at the sight. Despite coming like a firehose just an hour or so before, I would have had to been dead in the ground not to grow a monster erection at the sight of this. My hand moved almost as if it had a mind of its own and suddenly I was stroking myself slowly, watching this moment of private erotica play out.
Katie shoved the Rabbit all the way inside her and kept a firm outward pressure on the buttplug as she began to ride the wave of an orgasm.
'Make me cum Daddy. Make me cum, make me cum, makemecummmmmmmm.' The last word stretched into a long, incredibly sexy noise that was made all the hotter by the fact that it came out of my daughter's mouth. She pitched forward in her bed, eyes screwed up tight as her hips jerked and her knees trembled. 'Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.' Her mouth contorted into that 'O' shape I had seen by the pool as the orgasm ripped through her.
Her entire body shook as she clamped her knees together and fell on her side, Rabbit and buttplug both still lodged inside her. She was breathing heavily, her breasts heaving as she came down. She reached down with a shaking hand and began to slowly move the Rabbit in and out of her shaven netherlips, clearly not looking for orgasm but to enhance the aftershocks of a rather good one. I stroked myself not to orgasm but just to enjoy the erotic taboo sensation of being a voyeur on my own daughter.
Katie pulled the Rabbit from her pussy and reached back, still on her side, and slowly drew the buttplug out of herself, jerking and shivering in pleasure as her tight little asshole stretched, gaped, and then closed over the flared bulb.
When I tore my eyes from her sphincter, I looked up to her face to see her staring at the crack in the door. I froze, my hand still on my dick. 'Was I busted?' I thought, slowly withdrawing my hand from my dick and taking a silent step back. Maybe not. I wasn't backlit, and the hallway didn't have any windows to illuminate me. I took another step back, still keeping my eyes on Katie.
She stared for another moment or two, before getting out of bed, gloriously naked, and made her way to her ensuite bathroom. When I heard the water start to run I beat a hasty retreat back to my room and shut the door.
'Ok then,' I muttered to myself, putting down the white bag and hanging the tiny bikini over the closet rod. 'Good talk I suppose. Guess I know what Katie bought from S&M Novelties.'
I heard the toilet flush and then a door close, just a little louder than Katie normally would. I stripped off my bathrobe and crawled into bed naked.
I laid back and slid my hand down to my cock. It was still hard, and visions of Katie masturbating and playing with her asshole just would not get out of my head.
I grasped my dick and began to pump myself to the only way I knew I would be able to get some sleep.
*****
After I had relieved myself twice to the memory of the poolside hand job and to visions of Katie pleasuring herself, I was able to drift off into a fitful sleep. I didn't stay asleep, however. I would wake every hour or two to some imagined noise coming from down the hall. I would sit up and strain my ears, but no noise ever repeated itself. I finally fell asleep and stayed that way around 4 am.
I awoke to a silent house devoid of the delicious smell of coffee and bacon. I looked at the clock, nearly 11 am. I guess the up and down of last night had really taken it out of me.
I crept down the hallway, passing Katie's open door. Her room was in its usual 'mostly clean' condition. The sex toys were hidden away and the boxes were nowhere in sight. Her hamper was shut firmly, and her desk was cleared of everything but her computer.
I slipped back out and down the stairs to the kitchen. I looked around at the spotless white and stainless steel surfaces and saw a yellow Post It Note stuck to the coffee maker.
'Daddy,' it read in Katie's neat, girly handwriting. 'I had to slip out to take care of some stuff. Nothing for you to worry about, I'll be back by 1. I'm taking the Jeep, hope that's alright. I prepped the coffee maker for you, just flick the switch. I also mixed up some scrambled pepper eggs for you in a bowl in the fridge, just pop them into a pan and you will be set.
When I get back we should talk about everything that happened last night.
Love you,
Katie xoxo
I flicked the switch and read the note twice more. 'We should talk.' I muttered, opening the fridge and taking out the egg bowl. 'No shit we should talk. My daughter, master of the understatement.'
I fixed myself some eggs, toast, and fruit and ate in relative silence, just the radio playing some crappy soft rock station in the background. When I was done I put my dishes in the dishwasher and stood aimlessly in the kitchen for a minute.
'I've got over an hour until Katie get's back.' I thought to myself. 'I should get ready.'
I went to the bathroom and jumped in the shower. I took my time, enjoying the hot water, spicy tea tree shampoo, peppermint conditioner, and Irish Spring soap. I washed, rinsed, and repeated everything, luxuriating in the steam. I took the time to use my waterproof electric razor to give my pubic hair a trim. Katie may not have said anything about it last night, but I felt like it was getting just a touch too long.
I got out, towelled off, and busted out my old school shaving kit. Safety razor, puck soap, and silvertip badger hair brush. I keep a closely cropped beard, but I keep it off my cheeks and neck as I was never a fan of the look. I prepared my lather with my brush and boiling water and spread it along my upper cheeks and neck. The new blade in my safety razor felt like a cloud gliding across my skin, leaving it clean, smooth, and sensitive. I shaved with, against, and across the grain, reapplying lather in between each motion. I am a meticulous man in some regards, and I found that the best shave was one achieved with patience and dedication to the art.
Once I was done, I rinsed my face and applied the subtle but spicy aftershave that Katie had bought me for Christmas the previous year. When I had first used it, she had spent all day randomly pulling herself to my face to take a deep inhale and let out an exaggerated 'Ahhhhhhh!' before pulling away laughing. It had become a regular thing whenever I would use the scent.
At least I thought it was exaggerated. Considering what had happened last night by the pool, this sort of behaviour may have been a signal of things to come.
I finished drying off and slipped into my bedroom to get dressed. I slipped into black boxer shorts, black socks, a pair of dark jeans, and a tight navy blue button up shirt.
I went downstairs and grabbed a glass of ice water before slipping into the den and sat in my La-Z-Boy recliner. I looked at the clock above the flatscreen tv. 12:51 pm. Katie would be home soon. I closed my eyes, took a couple of deep breaths and sought to center myself. On the outside I was looking calm, cool, and composed. The picture of casual aloofness and stylish regard. Inside I was a raging tempest of emotion. Curiosity, wonder, excitement, anxiety, and not a small amount of lust. Oddly, guilt and shame, emotions I was absolutely positive I would be feeling after my escapades with Katie the previous day, were virtually non-existent.
I opened my eyes as I heard the sound of my Wrangler pulling into the driveway. I heard the clunky door slam and then the front door open a few moments later.
'Dad?'
*****
'In here!' I called from the den. I took a sip of ice water to steady myself for what was sure to be either an awkward conversation or...
Katie walked into the room, the vision of an 18 year old girl in summer time. She was wearing a daisy in her hair tucked behind her left ear and a white sundress. It had tiny spaghetti straps, something of a theme for Katie recently, and stopped midthigh, showing plenty of tanned skin both above and below the waist. Her make up was light and barely noticeable, just enough to accent her eyes and lips. It looked like Katie had dressed up for this conversation as much as I did. The dress fluttered as she walked towards me and took a seat on the arm of the La-Z-Boy recliner.
She leaned down and kissed my cheek, her lips leaving a pleasant burning on the freshly shaved and sensitive skin. She paused as she pulled her lips away, and I could feel her breath, hot and sweet against my face. The faint scent of vanilla filling my nose. She inhaled deeply and let out a quiet 'Ahhhhhhhhhhh.'
I smiled as she snaked one arm around my shoulders and the other across my chest.
'I really love that smell Daddy.' She said quietly.
'I know you do Katie. So do I.' I said putting one hand around her waist to rest on her hip and the other on the knee closest to me. 'That's why I always wear it. I know it makes you happy.'
I turned my face towards her and stared deep into her eyes. 'Thank you for the coffee and breakfast this morning.' I said. I didn't break eye contact and enjoyed the glittering of her emerald eyes, the reflection of mine. I could almost see the thoughts rushing around in her head.
'You're welcome Dad.' She said, also maintaining eye contact, searching my eyes for something as much as I was searching hers. 'I like to make you happy.' Her voice was the bastion of innocence and purity, a true Daddy's Girl looking to please her Papa. But I knew that behind that lay something far more erotic and dangerous.
I tightened my grip on her knee and around her waist. 'I know baby girl. I know.' I was emboldened by her words, so I gave a little tug and she slid off the arm of the recliner and into my lap. I moved my hand off her knee and scooped her legs over mine so they hung off the opposite arm. I repositioned my arms, one around her back and the other on her upper thigh, just below the hem of her sundress, which had ridden up.
'So, Katie. What did you want to talk to your dear old Dad about?' I asked, drawing a small smile from her.
'Well....' She hesitated.
'Is it about your birthday?' I asked coyly.
She shook her head.
'Is it about college?'
Another head shake.
'Is it about what's been going on between you and I the last couple of days?'
She looked up at me, the hand that had been around my shoulders was now cupping my face and the other lay flat against my chest, right over my heart. I'm sure she could feel it pounding, I certainly could.
'Yes.' It was barely a whisper. It was said so faintly that I thought I imagined it.
'And what about it?'
'Dad....' Katie started, then the words died in her mouth. She ducked her head to my chest and clung to me for a minute and I was happy to let her. The dress was thin and I could feel her taut muscles through it with no effort. My hand on her back detected no bra.
'Dad,' She started again, looking up at me, staring into my eyes. 'Ever since Mom died it's been you and I. Only you and I. I love you more than words can describe.
You've been the one to take me to the doctor, to go back to school shopping, to hold my hand when I'm nervous before a gymnastics meet and a shoulder to cry on when someone at school was being a jerk.' She continued.
'But over the past couple years, it's been different.'
'Different?' I asked, almost knowing the answer. 'Different how?'
'I've grown up Daddy.' She said. 'I've grown up. I know I'm only eighteen, but I'm a woman. And I understand what it means to have a woman's desires.'
She shifted in my lap, wiggling her hips and moving her butt back and forth in my groin.
'Is that what last night was about? After we got out of the pool and you went to your room?' I asked cautiously.
'You saw me?' Katie's voice had no shame or guilt in it. It was asked to confirm, not out of embarrassment.
'You left the door open a couple inches.' I replied, my hand on her thigh moved forward just a touch, pushing the hem of her white sundress up even higher. My fingertips began to beat a light tattoo across the soft skin of her upper leg.
Katie laughed lightly. 'I was hoping you might see me. I wanted to...' she trailed off.
I waited for her to gather her thoughts, my fingers swirling and drumming her skin.
'I wanted you to see me as a woman.' Katie said confidently, looking at me directly. 'I wanted you to see me not as a little girl or a teenager. I wanted you to see me. I wanted you to understand just the kind of effect you have on me.'
To accentuate her point, Katie wiggled her bottom in my lap deliberately, the thin material of her dress allowing me to feel her taut ass and strong legs as if it had not been there at all. Blood surged down below, and Katie smirked as she felt my erection grow.
The hand on my lower jaw moved up to my cheek, cupping freshly shaved skin and closely cropped beard.
'I don't just love you Daddy.' She said, moving her thumb across the smooth skin of my cheek, emerald blazing into emerald. 'I'm in love with you.'
She let it hang between us. Our faces were only inches apart, but there was a chasm of tension between us, sexual, physical, emotional, all of it. It was brewing and stirring and boiling and frothing in those few inches.
'I want you Daddy. I want you to be mine.' She continued, gaining confidence. 'Not just my Father, who sets curfew. Not just my Dad, who takes me out for ice cream after washing the Wrangler. Not just my Daddy, who watches The Princess Diaries and snuggles on the couch with me. I want you to be mine and I want to be yours. I want to give myself to you fully and I want you to give yourself fully to me, mind, soul, and body.'
'Katie,' I started, but she interrupted me.
'And I know what you're going to say.' Katie's voice raised an octave and she spoke faster and faster. 'You're going to say that we can't be together like that. You're going to say that it's immoral and wrong. You're going to call me a pervert. You're going to call it incest. You're going to say that yesterday was a mistake and throw me out of the house...'
'Katie,' I said firmly, interrupting her tirade. I grabbed her chin and lifted her eyes to mine. 'Katie. I love you more than anything in the world, and nothing will ever change that.'
She stared back at me.
'And?'
'And I'm willing to explore our relationship.' I said, crossing the final line between unspoken desire and verbal want.
She leapt up at me, like a jungle cat on a prey animal. She straddled my groin with a knee on either side of me, sundress bunching up around her hips as she ground her pelvis into mine. More blood rushed downhill and my cock, semi-hard from her wiggling in the thin sundress, grew to full mast in just a few moments.
She cupped my face with both hands and latched her mouth to mine. Her kiss was aggressive, immediately probing my lips hard with her tongue to gain access. I immediately opened my mouth and let her inside. My hands slid up her thighs under her sundress and came to a rest on her hips. I followed the thin strands on her hips back behind her to find the tiniest 'V' at the conjunction.
Katie broke the kiss off as she felt my fingers run back and forth over the silky fabric that disappeared down her buttcrack.
'That's new too Daddy.' She giggled. 'I got it with the bikini and the pj's.' She wiggled her hips and the tiny scrap of fabric moved around under my touch.
She looked at me for a second. 'Did you really like them?'
'Baby, I don't think I could have liked them more. I want to see you in them all the time!' I joked.
She giggled and leaned back in, her kiss still passionate and hungry, but less aggressive. It was no longer the kiss of a girl who had finally gotten what she wanted after years of waiting. It was the kiss of a young woman who was finally accepted by the one she loved.
As our tongues danced back and forth, first in her mouth then mine, then back, our hands explored each other as if for the first time.
My fingers slid up and down her thighs, drinking in the soft smooth skin, so different without the slippery suntan oil. I ran my fingertips across her taut belly and around to her back, massaging those sensitive back dimples and making Katie squirm, before running them up her back and down again, over and over in intricate, never repeating motions.
Katie shuddered into my mouth and her eyes closed as she felt my hands on her. Her own fingers were busy, as she undid the buttons on my shirt and ran her fingers over my chest and down along my abs and belt line. She teased my nipples and dragged her freshly manicured fingernails up and down and back and forth, a wonderful sensation.
Katie broke the kiss again and smooched across my cheek and down my neck, inhaling the spicy scent of the aftershave she had given me. She worked her way down my chest, pushing my head back. She kissed my chest all over, taking first one nipple into her mouth and teasing it with her tongue and teeth, and then the other.
She kissed and ran her tongue down to my belly button, swirling around my navel before working her way back up. She licked every inch of my chest before returning to my mouth and planting a long, lingering kiss there. She leaned into my ear, licking the rim and nibbling my earlobe before whispering, 'Help me out of this dress Daddy.'
My hands seized the hem of her dress and pulled it up and over her raised arms and head, revealing her tanned lithe body to my feasting eyes. I threw the dress aside and drank her body in.
Her A cups were tanned and wonderfully perky, a perfect handful. Her stomach was tight and taut, and the thong that I had been playing with just a few minutes ago was made of the tiniest, sheerest white material. I could see the dark line of her pussy bisecting the front of the skimpy garment.
My hands on the small of her back, I pulled her chest to my face. I drank in the smell of her skin as I licked and sucked and nibbled her tits. I took one nipple into my mouth, gently rolling the hard nub between my lips as I teased it with my tongue, before apply gentle pressure with my teeth and drawing away, tugging it ever so slightly before releasing it and attacking the other.
Katie had wrapped her arms around my head, pushing my face into her tits. I could hear her moan and sigh and squeal with every new sensation as I explored her chest.
My hands dropped from the small of her back to the thong and then below. I groped at her ass, squeezing and kneading and parting her tight athletic cheeks. I grabbed the 'V' of fabric and pulled, pulling the silky material tight against her pussy and butthole. I stuck my hand under the tiny strap that ran between her buttcheeks and followed it down to the tight pucker of her anus...to find a hard rounded object lodged there.
Her buttplug. Katie had put her buttplug back in that morning and gone out in public!
I ran my finger around the edge of the plug, enjoying the contrast between her smooth waxed skin and the hard, warm metal. I tucked two fingers around it and gave it a light tug, before slowly and gently pulling it this way and that.
Katie moaned and sighed, enjoying my fingers working her toy and my mouth working her nipples. She let out a high-pitched squeak when I tucked my fingers under the toy's base and began to gently massage her asshole directly.
Katie giggled. 'Do you like my new toy, Daddy? I bought it especially for you.'
I lifted my face from her tits for a moment and looked at her appraisingly.
'I wasn't kidding when I said I wanted to give myself fully to you, Dad.' Katie said, enjoying my fingers tugging and pressing and maneuvering the toy lodged up her butt. 'I've been training my ass for you.'
'Jesus Fucking Christ.' I thought. My daughter was training her asshole for me? That was fucking hot. My cock was so hard I could feel my heartbeat in it, as it was pressed tightly between my boxers and my leg. The thought of fucking my daughter was sexy as all hell, but the thought of taking her ass? That was an erotic taboo almost beyond comprehension.
Eventually, she placed both hands on my shoulders and pushed me back in the recliner. She reached down and pulled the lever, extending the footrest and pushing the upper part into a laying position.
She returned to my face and kissed me deeply, before moving her hands down and removing my shirt entirely, tossing it aside as I had done with her dress. She kissed and licked her way down my torso once again until she reached my belt. Her breath hot on my belly, she undid my belt and button, before removing my pants, boxers and socks in a few deft movements.
I was rock hard in front of her. My cock, the cock that made her, was a stone monument to just how much I wanted her. It was the same angry purple-red it had been poolside the day previous, but this time it was twitching as Katie's mouth, only a few inches away, breathed hard and hot against it.
'I've been wanting to do this for so long Daddy.' She said with a glint of mischievousness in her eyes.
She started at the base, running her tongue slowly up the center of my shaft before reaching that exquisitely sensitive spot on the bottom of the tip. She worked it with the tip of her tongue as her fingers gently rolled and squeezed by balls.
She slobbered and slathered and worked her tongue back and forth across the tip of my cock, lavishing attention on it, worshiping it with her face. Eventually, once my cock was glistening with spit from base to tip, she engulfed the bulbous tip in her mouth, her cheeks hollowing with delicious suction as her tongue rolled back and forth over and under that sensitive knob.
I was in heaven. Not only was I getting a blowjob from a motivated and talented little cocksucker, she was damn good at it and my daughter to boot! The erotic taboo was thrilling to the extreme.
Katie popped my dick out of her mouth and grabbed it in one dainty hand. She began to pump lightly as she teased her tongue down the shaft to my balls. Once down there she let go of my cock and let it rest obscenely against her face and proceeded to give my balls a tongue bath. Up and over and back and forth, she sucked my nuts into her soft mouth, suckling them and squeezing them between her lips gently. It was truly a glorious moment, the blood down below was on fire but Katie's spit and the den's A/C cooled the tight skin of my shaft, giving the most wonderful contrast of sensation.
Once Katie was satisfied that my balls were clean and thoroughly washed, she wrapped her thumb and forefinger around the base of my cock and gave it a good squeeze, trapping the blood and increasing the sensitivity. I could feel my heartbeat pound in my cock. Maintaining her grip on my engorged dick, she slavered and slobbered her way back to my crown, leaving my dick a drool covered mess and my head spinning with pleasure.
Once she got to the top, she pulled her tongue away and stared at me for a moment, those emerald orbs piercing into my own, captivating me, hypnotizing me.
'Daddy,' she said in a breathy whisper. 'You won't believe how long I've wanted to do this.'
And with that intensely erotic statement, Katie released her grip on the base of my cock and then slid the first few inches into her mouth. I was in heaven. Her mouth was a wonderful mixture of warmth and softness and wetness. Her tongue never stopped moving, the tip swirling my crown and shaft, the base undulating up and down in a wonderful massage.
Katie slid her wonderful mouth up and down my dick, letting my head penetrate her throat ever so slightly on every downward motion. My hands migrated up from the arms of the recliner to rest on her shoulders, then slid up to her neck, then face, before finally coming to a rest in two fistfuls of her raven black hair.
'Oh Christ baby,' I said, using the fistfuls of her hair to gently guide her head. Not that I really needed to. Katie was going to town all on her own. 'Suck me, suck me, suck me, suck me...' I trailed off into a groan as Katie took it upon herself to inhale my cock into her throat as deep as she could go. She pushed and pushed until her nose touched my belly and her chin was rest on my balls, my cock lodged in her throat.
I could feel Katie breathing through her nose, her breath tickling my pubic hair. She drew back just an inch or two before pushing back down. She did this a few more times as though she were testing her throat.
She then drew back until only half my cock was in her mouth. Then, looking directly at me, she began to fuck my cock with her face.
Up and down she bobbed, either taking my dick fully to the base and working her throat in a heavenly wet massage, or drawing back and swirling that soft tongue all over the shaft and head.
Never repeating the same motion more than a few times in a row, Katie worked my dick with her mouth, slobbering and drooling and slavering.
I was in ecstasy. My hands guided her head gently, but it was Katie who was truly in control. I gathered her hair into a single fist while my other snuck around to lace my finger with hers. She looked up at me, drew back once more, and then plunged down, over and over in a quick tempo, her tongue working my shaft and her throat working my tip.
I clenched my fingers in her and my fist held her hair in a death grip.
'Baby,' I groaned out. 'Katie, I'm gonna cum!'
Her eyes locking on mine, she picked up speed and with that, I erupted, my hips jerking upward towards her wonderful mouth.
My vision once again was reduced to pin pricks, nothing mattered outside the softness of the hair in one hand, the fingers gripped in the other, and the warm, wet mouth wrapped around my cock.
Katie pulled back as I came, leaving the last few inches in her mouth, and swirled her tongue around my head. Her other hand wrapped around my shaft and pumped me gently, ensuring that she milked every drop of cum out of my cock.
I could feel the cum filling her mouth, but she didn't swallow or spit it out. No, Katie swirled and pumped and maintained suction until I was spent and my hips dropped back down to the recliner and I let go of her fingers and hair.
She popped my cock out of her mouth and, with a blazing look, parted her lips to show me the mouth full of cum I had just given her. I stared, mesmerized, and she swirled the semen in her mouth, round and round and round, before finally swallowing with a satisfied 'Ahh.'
She dropped back down and gently dragged her tongue up and down and around my cock, cleaning me thoroughly. My cock had only lost the very edge of its hardness from my orgasm, and her gentle caring ministrations soon brought it back to full mast.
Once she was done, she popped my cock out of her mouth, reached out, and took a long drink from my glass of ice water. A droplet slid from the corner of her mouth and down her chin, before falling on to my stomach.
She scooted forward and straddled my hips, trapping my cock between us. Katie kissed me sweetly on the lips, before pulling back slightly.
'Did you like that Daddy?' She said cheekily, humour dancing in her eyes.
'That was incredible baby.' I said, shivering as I came down from my orgasmic high.
Katie giggled girlishly and leaned back, arching her back and giving me the most wonderful of her tits. She snuck a hand down between us and began to pump me ever so gently with her fingertips.
'I figured you would like it.' She said lowly.
Spurred on by her continued manual attention, I reached down and pulled the lever on the recliner, snapping the footrest back in. I then scooped Katie up, one arm around her back and the other under her knees.
As I've said, my daughter is an athlete and a gymnast standing only 5 foot even. She couldn't have weighed more than 100 lbs soaking wet.
Katie squeaked as I stood, holding her like a husband carrying his bride across a threshold.
'You are so wonderful baby.' I said, turning and making my way out of the den. 'Let's go to bed and I can show you how much I love you.'
Katie buried her face in my neck, kissing and licking her way up the side of my face to my ear. In between nibbling and licking my earlobe, she started to whisper some truly pornographic things in my ear.
'I can't wait to feel you inside my pussy Daddy. I want you to stretch me out and pound me 'til I can't walk.'
My blood was set on fire at her words and my cock was again an example of diamond hardness.
'I've never let anyone in my pussy Daddy,' she continued, clearly aware of my hardness poking her in the bum. 'I saved it just for you. I want to feel you fill my little pussy with your hard cock and fill me with cum.'
We reached the master bedroom and I laid her gently down in the middle of the bed. I climbed into bed with her and positioned myself at her bent knees.
I reached forward and grabbed that tiny sheer thong and pulled it slowly down her legs, marvelling at how it clung to her pussy, and at the dark damp spot once it was pulled away.
I dragged them down her tanned and toned legs before holding the skimpy panties to my nose and inhaling deeply, eyes closed. Katie's scent was sweet and subtle, like a mild candle on a rainy day.
I inhaled again before throwing the panties aside and gazing down at my daughter, in all her naked glory, as she slowly parted her legs for me.
I had seen her pussy from behind the previous night, but that was nothing compared to seeing it up close and personal.
She had no tan line, and her skin was clean and smooth and soft to the touch as I ran my finger across her mound. Her lips were swollen with arousal and I could see her feminine honey glistening at her entrance.
I leaned forward and kissed her hard, my tongue immediately demanding entrance. She opened her mouth and then wrapped her arms around my head, our tongues battling for dominance back and forth in her mouth and mine.
I broke the kiss and started to kiss my way down her body, taking the time to lavish attention on each breast and rock hard nipple. Katie moaned and jerked as I gently bit and swirled each little nub, before gasping loudly when I slid my index finger into her tight little snatch.
She was tight, oh so tight, and absolutely drenched in arousal. I let her adjust to my finger, feeling her clamp and release her muscles on it, before curling it back towards me and gently prodding that sensitive spot on her inner walls. She gasped again before returning to panting, eyes shut tightly.
I grinned and continued my lips journey down down down until I was face to face with my daughter's 18 year old cunt.
I could smell that delicious scent, and I took my time kissing her inner thighs and all down her outer lips before teasing her entrance around my finger and working my way to her clit.
It was an adorable little pink nub, swollen with desire and clearly aching for attention. I obliged her and locked my lips around it, sucking it into my mouth and flicking it with my tongue. Katie jerked and writhed as I did so.
Once I had gotten a feel for it, I started with the same routine I gave to every woman I was lucky enough to taste. Up and down and back and forth, swirling gently and jerking sharply, I worked her clit firmly. I traced the alphabet forwards and backwards into her sensitive little clit. I continued to apply random pressure to her g-spot, swirling my fingertip before sliding my middle finger inside her as well, and was rewarded with a rush of wetness.
Katie moaned and writhed and gasped and spasmed on my tongue and fingers, her hands gripping and releasing my hair before gripping it again. Her pleasure was intensely erotic, and my cock throbbed.
Before I made it halfway through the alphabet a second time, her thighs clamped around my head, her fingers dug into my scalp, and Katie groaned out her orgasm.
'Dadddddyyyyyy!' She moaned through gritted teeth, her eyes tightly clenched.
I worked her clit gently as she convulsed, enjoying her clenched pelvic muscles and gushing pussy. I wanted to give her as much pleasure as possible. After a minute of this, she settled back down, occasionally jerking as an aftershock from her g-spot or clit rocked through her, and her vaginal walls released their grip on my fingers.
I gently pulled my fingers out and then slid up so I was face to face with Katie. I licked my fingers and closed my eyes, savouring the taste. Katie leaned forward and grabbed my hand, popping my fingers into her mouth and licking them clean like she had my cock.
Once she was done I reached down and readied my cock, positioning myself at her entrance.
'Ready baby?' I whispered.
'Please Daddy!' Katie's voice came out in a desperate hiss. 'Please Daddy, fuck me.'
Never one to want to disappoint a pretty girl, I leaned forward and locked her mouth in a passionate kiss and pushed gently, the tip of my cock dipping inside Katie's pussy. Katie gasped into my mouth as I slid in the first few inches. I had seen her Rabbit vibrator the night before, and given her enthusiasm while using it, clearly her hymen was long gone. But as impressive as her Rabbit was, it was nothing compared to my cock.
I could feel her clenching and releasing her inner walls as she stretched to accommodate my girth. As wonderful as her mouth was, it was nothing compared to her tight teen pussy. Warm and wet she clung to me like a velvet glove, the softness belied by her strong muscles flexing around my cock over and over as I invaded her sanctum with a few more inches.
Katie was gasping and moaning as our tongues duelled. I broke the kiss and leaned into her ear, nibbling and licking for a moment before whispering 'I love you Katie.'
With that I pushed the last few inches inside and bottomed out in my daughter's virgin pussy.
Katie's head snapped back and she let out an incredibly sexy half moan half scream as I embedded myself in her.
'Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.' She panted, tits heaving and eyes half closed. 'Daddy! You're so big! Oh God!'
I didn't move a muscle, just savouring the tight warm wetness that was Katie's cunt. She clung to me, arms wrapped around my neck as she panted and adjusted to my size.
Slowly, her head moved back and her breathing slowed. She fixed me with the most sexy look from half lidded emerald eyes.
'Fuck me Daddy,' her voice husky and raw, tongue darting out over her lips. 'Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck your little girl.'
I couldn't hold back any longer. All semblance of control inside broke and I turned into a feral beast. If Katie wanted me to fuck her, I was going to give her the ride of her young life.
I pulled almost entirely out of her and slammed back inside, enjoying the look of pain and pleasure that crossed Katie's face, a squeak escaping the 'O' of her lips. I did it again and again, eliciting the same reaction.
I withdrew only halfway before sliding back in slowly, then building up a slow, grinding rhythm with Katie. I looped my arms down and around her knees, pulling them up to around her breasts and giving me full access to her tight little pussy.
My mind was a whirlwind of love, lust, and the white-hot sensation of my cock as I delivered firm, hard strokes into Katie. My face just a few inches from hers, I began to pound her into the bed.
She was panting and squeaking as I drove my hips into hers. I pulled out entirely and leaned back, looking at Katie's teenage wetness coating my rock-hard length.
I pushed her legs together and crossed them at the ankle before putting them on one shoulder. I lined myself up with her dripping entrance and slid back inside my daughter, all the way to the hilt with a slow but firm thrust.
With her legs pressed together she was even tighter, and Katie's eyes rolled back in her head and her mouth hung open as I fucked her, my cock exploding with pleasure as I sawed back and forth inside her.
'You like that baby?' I growled at her, giving her a particularly hard thrust. 'You like Daddy's cock in your tight little pussy?'
Katie groaned and mumbled something through a slack jaw and closed eyes. I reached down and gave her asscheek a light swat.
'I said, do you like your Daddy's cock?' I said dangerously.
Her eyes still closed, Katie managed to groan out a 'Oh God. Yes Daddy.'
I gave her another particularly hard thrust, before running my tongue along the arch of her foot all the way to her bright red toenails.
I pushed her legs down and rolled her onto her side. Her free arm flopped uselessly as I started to give her pussy long firm strokes, her knees curled up towards her chin, eyes closed and mouth open.
'Christ you are so fucking tight Katie.' I moaned as she clenched her inner walls. She kept them clenched as I withdrew and pushed back into her, gasping as I stretched her yet again.
She opened her eyes and looked at me, clearly loving the sensation. 'Fuck me harder Daddy. Fuck my little pussy.'
I hammered her particularly hard for a few strokes, eliciting a squeal each time before pulling out entirely and smiling as her breath hitched from the sudden loss of my cock . 'Get on all fours.'
Katie grinned and scrambled to follow my instructions. I took a moment and gazed at the sight before me: a naked and willing 18 year old, wet and ready, on all fours in front of me, pussy dripping and red jewelled buttplug glistening in her asshole. This was the ultimate in sexy.
I scooted forward and lined myself up with Katie's cunt. I spread her knees just a bit and braced one hand on her hip. I grabbed a handful of her hair with the other and pulled her head back.
'Fuck Katie,' I growled, teasing her pussy with my tip. 'You are so fucking sexy.'
With that, I buried myself all the way to the base inside her, pulling her hair to keep her face up and neck exposed. Katie let out an actual scream this time, and I let her hair go, allowing her to collapse face first into the pillow with little sobbing grunts and moans as I plundered her teenage pussy with relentless full strokes, using both hands on her hips to drive myself deep into her.
After a few minutes of this I reach under with a hand and found her pussy. She was dripping around my cock. Her face was buried in the pillow and all I could hear from her were grunts and squeaks.
I felt around, found her clit, and gave it a firm swirl with a fingertip. Her muffled squeaks turned into drawn out squeals as I worked her clit up and down in random swirls and jerking motions.
I grinned and used my other hand to play with the ruby jewelled toy that was lodged in Katie's asshole. I drew it towards me sharply and Katie jerked her head up with a grunt.
'Oh fuck Daddy. My ass!'
I pushed it back and began to apply pressure this way and that, never stopping my thrusts or allowing my other finger to stop manipulating her clit.
Katie was panting and moaning, making all sorts of sexy, sweet, slutty noises as I worked all of her erogenous zones.
I increased my pace on her clit and started to hammer her pussy as hard as I could. Her panting went to near hyperventilation, and that's when I slowly pulled the buttplug out of her anus, making her asshole gape over the thickest part.
The clit stimulation, the relentless pounding and stretching I was giving her, and her asshole being stimulated was clearly too much for Katie and she shrieked her second orgasm into the pillow before clenching a corner tightly in her teeth.
Her pussy clamped down on my cock as her orgasm ripped through her. I was in heaven. Her cunt was a warm soft vice, gushing feminine honey and giving me delicious friction as I continued to pound her.
Katie moaned and grunted as the pleasure rocked through her. I fully removed the buttplug from her asshole, stopped my thrusts but stayed fully buried inside her, and removed my finger from her clit.
Katie rocked back and forth on my cock, eyes tightly shut and teeth clamped on the edge of the pillow. She slowly thrust her hips up and down to prolong the pleasure. Eventually she stopped sawing back and forth, opened her eyes, and let go of the pillow.
'Daddy,' she said in a quiet, shaky voice. 'Let me get on top.'
I pulled out of her, enjoying the gasp as I stimulated her clenched muscles, and rolled on to my back. Katie slid off the bed on trembling legs and looked at me for a moment. I was naked, sweaty, with a massive erection covered in female honey.
'Jesus Christ Dad.' Katie said, taking a few deep breaths. 'I've never cum that hard before.'
I chuckled quietly and beckoned her with my hand. She crawled back into bed and straddled my hips, gliding her wet little pussy back and forth along my length.
I braced one hand on her hip and grabbed my cock with the other, holding it upright and obscene in front of her. Katie looked at it with wide eyes, before raising her hips and sliding down, millimetre by millimetre, until I was fully sheathed inside her yet again.
This angle was exquisite for both of us. Katie was panting again, eyes closed and back arched, as she stretched to fit me inside her again. I was treated to a glorious view of her tanned, shaved, and taut body, as well as the tightness of her pussy massaging my cock.
She leaned forward and kissed me again, and began to fuck my cock, lifting her hips and plunging back down, grunting into my mouth every time I filled her up.
I laid back and braced both hands on her hips, gently guiding her and allowing her to do the work.
'How does that feel Daddy?' Katie asked, eyes closed and fingers pinching and rubbing both nipples. 'Do you like your baby girl riding you? Taking your cock deep into her little pussy?'
'Fuck yes' I grunted out and was rewarded with a tight clench of internal muscles.
Katie chuckled and plunged down as far as she could, gyrating her hips with my cock buried to the hilt inside her.
I was getting close, and watching my little girl grind her clit into my pubic bone while she pinched her nipples was erotic as all hell.
I grabbed her and pulled her down to my face. I gripped the back of her neck tightly and whispered in her ear 'I'm going to fill you with cum baby.'
I began to jackhammer her from below, taking complete control and thrusting deeply into her.
'Cum in me Daddy.' Katie whispered into my ear. 'Cum in me cum in me cum in me cum in me...'
Her sexy whisper had the cum rising in my balls. As Katie trailed off, squealing out another orgasm, her pussy clamped down as she ground her clit into me.
That did it, and I exploded inside her. Despite having cum not that long ago, I shot rope after rope into my daughter's 18 year old pussy. I slammed upward over and over again, my mind completely blank except for the ecstasy of having a tight teenage pussy wrapped around my cock like a velvet glove.
I drained my balls into her, filling her womb with the very cum that had made her, the ultimate taboo broken.
I thrust again, and again, and again before collapsing underneath her and letting her settle down on me with my cock inside her, arms wrapped around my neck.
We were both breathing heavily. I could feel her breath hot and sweet against my ear. Her body rising and falling as I inhaled and exhaled. We laid like that for a long time, Katie straddling me with my cock sheathed inside her, slowly softening.
Gradually she broke her grip around my neck and slid down, my cock twitching as the conditioned air hit it, still covered in a frothy mixture of semen and female ejaculate. Katie slid down my body and began to clean my cock with her mouth.
Not passionately this time, but tenderly. Sweetly. Gently. Katie dragged her tongue up and down my shaft, swirling my tip, licking and kissing away spots of our combined orgasm.
I laid back and closed my eyes, enjoying the gentle and soft attention being paid to my cock. I was in a post-orgasmic bliss. This was a love I had not experienced since Katie's mother had died. Katie's fingers intertwined with mine as she contented herself with my dick.
Once she was done, Katie planted a kiss on my crown and smiled, apparently satisfied with herself. She crawled back up my body and slid down next to me. She rested her head on my chest and pulled one of my arms around her shoulders. Her leg was tossed across mine, bent at the knee and trailing down just below my softening cock. Her free hand trailed across my chest and came to rest above my heart.
She closed her eyes and took a deep inhale of my aftershave.
'Mmmmmmm. I love that smell.' She said.
'I know baby. That's why I wear it.'
She was silent for a moment.
'We crossed a line. Didn't we Dad?'
'Yeah Katie.' I replied. 'We did.'
'Was it the right thing to do?'
'In the eyes of the law? Hell no!' I chuckled. 'But in mine?'
I reached across and put a finger under her chin and drew those emerald orbs, the perfect reflection of mine, up.
'I love you Katie. Now more than ever. I'll never give this up. Not for anything in the world.'
She buried her face back into my chest and I felt her kiss and lick the skin at my nipple for a moment.
'I love you Daddy.'
'I love you too baby.'
We laid there for a long long while, clinging to each other. I listened to Katie gently drift off to sleep, still wrapped under my arm. Her soft breathing eventually pulled me into slumber myself, dreams of tanned flesh dancing in my mind.
******
I awoke to the sound of running water coming from the master bathroom. I blearily opened one eye and saw that I was alone in my bed, but the spot right next to me was still warm. I could still smell her sweet scent in the air. She couldn't have been gone long.
I looked at the bedside clock. I had only been asleep for an hour or so. I laid back and took stock. I was oddly rejuvenated, despite being somewhat bleary eyed, and my cock was suffering the standard morning wood condition.
I settled back down and listened to the water continue to run. It stopped and then the door opened. Katie crept back into the room on tiptoe, still gloriously naked, hands behind her back.
She stopped at the bedside right next to me and saw that I was awake, a wide grin spreading across her pretty face.
'Hey lazy bones.' She said, not moving to get into bed with me.
'Hey yourself,' I replied. Despite being completely naked, completely on display and vulnerable, I felt no shame or desire to cover up. Katie obviously felt the same way. I patted the bed next to me. 'Come back to bed baby.'
Katie shifted her weight from one foot to the other, hands still clasped behind her back. 'I will, but first I want to show you something Daddy.'
One hand came out from behind her back and she placed a small bottle on the bedside table. I looked. It was a bottle of strawberry lubricant. I looked back at her.
Katie give me that devilish grin and slowly turned around, that taut perfect ass only a few inches away. She slowly reached back with both hands and spread her cheeks wide.
Nestled snugly in her asshole was that ruby red jewelled buttplug. The colour matching her new nail polish perfectly.
She looked back over her shoulder at me. 'I told you Daddy. I want to give you everything, and I've been training my ass for weeks.'
My cock, once semi hard, was now an iron bar. I, like most men I'm sure, loved anal sex. The dirtiness and taboo made it incredibly thrilling. Katie's mother had been a fan, but due to my size she didn't let me take her ass often. Of course, she had never trained her ass with buttplugs.
Katie chuckled and her asshole twitched, moving the red jewel up and down, mesmerizing me.
'So,' she said, releasing her cheeks and turning back around. She leaned down until her face was just a few inches from mine, her hand snaking down my belly to slowly pump my cock. 'Do you want my ass, Daddy?'
There were no words. I gave into the same primordial bestial lust as the night before. I grabbed Katie and pulled her down on top of me. I kissed her hard as she straddled my hips, her pussy sliding up and down my length.
I reached down and gripped her asscheeks. I eased them apart and began to fiddle with the plug in her ass.
She gasped into my mouth as I applied pressure this way and that to the plug, maintaining an outward tug while also maneuvering it left and right, up and down. I could feel Katie's pussy getting wetter by the second as she slid up and down my cock.
I broke the kiss and gripped the back of her neck, her face just an inch or two from mine.
'Get on all fours Katie.' I growled dangerously.
'Yes Daddy.' She said impishly, immediately following my directions and clearly enjoying the submissive role.
I gathered some pillows and tucked them under Katie's hips. Then I scooted her knees forward and pushed her head and upper body down over the hump of pillows. Her ass was stuck obscenely in the air, pussy glistening with arousal and asshole twitching with anticipation around the buttplug.
I massaged her asscheeks in preparation. Pushing them together and then drawing them apart again, enjoying the way her anus twitched around the plug and the little gasps she let out.
I grinned and hooked two fingers around the ruby jewel and drew on it lightly. I marvelled at how her anus stretched over the bulb before letting it go and watching the tight pucker crinkle back around the base.
I drew on it again, pulling it out just a bit further this time. Katie was gasping and moaning, eyes shut and mouth in that exquisite 'O' as I manipulated the toy in her asshole.
After a few minutes of this I pulled the toy out the point where Katie's asshole was stretched over the widest part of it. I held it there for a few moments, holding it steady despite Katie's wriggling and groaning.
I smiled and deftly drew the toy all the way out, eliciting a sharp inhale from Katie. I enjoyed the gape of her asshole as it twitched, and then slowly closed up.
I looked at the toy, it had come out clean with just a thin coat of lube on it.
'I cleaned up back there Dad.' Katie said breathlessly, looking back and up at me. 'You know, if you want to taste.'
Well, with an invitation like that, who was I to refuse? I tossed the buttplug aside and dove tongue first in Katie's ass.
'Daddy!' Katie moaned as my tongue flicked her anus. Her hands snaked back and gripped her cheeks, drawing them apart.
I began to rim her tight little asshole with gusto. She was right, she had done a good cleaning up, almost as if she had expected me to want to eat her ass. She smelled fresh and clean, with just a hint of strawberry flavoured lube she had coated the buttplug with.
I worked my way down to her clit and swirled and teased it round and round while I maintained pressure on her anus with my index finger. Her pussy was a swamp, with her juice literally running down her legs. She had clearly been aroused before I woke up.
I gave her clit a few long hard licks before replacing it with my finger and dragging my tongue back to her asshole.
I worked her anus with my tongue exclusively for some time. I wanted to explore what Katie liked and didn't when it came to ass play. I looped and swirled and poked and prodded and twisted my tongue outside and in, judging what she liked from her gasps, moans, groans, and jerks.
I continually worked her clit with my finger, occasionally pulling off and sliding it inside her to work her g-spot.
Within just a few minutes Katie was breathing heavily and jerking in those familiar pre-orgasmic movements.
'Fuck Dad.' She ground out. 'Fuck that feels good.'
I increased my pace on her clit and anus, driving her towards the edge.
'Oh God.' Katie groaned and jerked forward, burying her face in the pillow. Her asshole clenched around the tip of my tongue and her pussy gushed over the finger working her clit.
'Oh God. Oh fuck. Oh God.' Katie bit out a tattoo of profanity as the orgasm hit her, legs jerking and butt wiggling as she convulsed.
I removed my finger from her clit but continued to work her anus with my tongue, moving in concert with her orgasm. Eventually, she settled down and only jerked occasionally as I licked and swiped at her asshole.
I pulled back and rested on my knees. I grabbed the bottle of strawberry lube, placed the tip at Katie's anus, and gave it a good squeeze.
Katie yelped and then laughed, 'Dad! Warn me before doing that!' She settled back down wiggling her butt at me.
I laughed with her and lined up my cock. I knew from experience that too much lube doesn't exist when it comes to anal, so I took my time and left my cock dripping with the sweet scented liquid.
I leaned forward and positioned myself at Katie's last virgin hole.
'Ready for me baby?' I whispered, touching my tip to her anus.
'Daddy,' she said, in a voice far too young and innocent to be coming from a girl who just had her ass eaten by her father. 'Be gentle.'
'Of course, baby.' I replied. 'I love you. '
And with that, I applied some gentle pressure to her asshole, enjoying the warm tightness as my tip slipped past her sphincter.
As incredible as her mouth was, and as tight as her pussy was, Katie's ass was a heated vice like no other. I shut my eyes and slowly pushed the first few inches in.
It was slippery and smooth, and I could feel her asshole clenching and unclenching around my shaft as her anus attempted to close.
I could here Katie's breathing hitch before returning to normal, and I slid a few more inches in. She groaned and resumed her panting.
'Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.' Katie's eyes were clenched shut, both hands had let go of her cheeks and were grasping the bedspread in tight fists.
I felt her anus start to lessen its grip, so I slid the final few inches of my dick into Katie's ass and bottomed out. Her ass was a warm and wonderful paradise. Slick with lube and tight as a snare drum, I could feel her pulsing and moving around my dick.
'You like that baby?' I whispered, eyes shut and both hands holding her hips steady.
'Fuck Dad. Jesus. ' Katie panted, fingers curling and uncurling around the sheet. 'My ass. You're so big!'
I laughed and pulled out a few inches, enjoying the feeling of her anus clenching tight as I did so. I stopped and slid back into her, eliciting a gasp.
'Daddy!' It was a cry of pain and pleasure fused into one. It was intensely sexy. So I did it again. And again. And yet again, each time enjoying the tightness of her asshole and Katie's moans and squeaks.
Once I had her accustomed to the width of my cock, I swiftly pulled all the way out, enjoying the gape of Katie's anus. It was an angry red, stretched far more than the tight little pink pucker I had seen earlier.
Just as it started to close I lined my dick up again and slid firmly back into Katie, all the way to the base in a slow firm motion.
'Oh!' Katie's face was turned and buried in the pillow. 'Daddy!'
I grinned and pulled all the way out again, enjoyed the gape, slid back in, faster and firmer this time. It was pure bliss, that tight heated orifice clinging to my cock.
'Daddy!'
I continued plundering Katie's ass in this fashion for several minutes, taking the time in between thrusts to watch her anus gape wide. I wondered at the elasticity of her orifice. How could it take such treatment? How could it feel so great wrapped around my rod?
Katie, for her part, seemed to enjoy just laying there as I sodomized her, eyes shut and fingers grasping and releasing the bedspread in a steady rhythm in time with my thrusts. Her mouth was open and a small pool of drool had begun to spread across the sheet.
As I bottomed out in her ass once again, Katie slowly slid a trembling hand down between her legs. I could feel her fingers grasping at my balls before retreating back to her clit and starting to slowly stimulate herself. Her hips began to move in concert with mine, aiding my withdrawal and pushing back against my thrusts.
I grinned. 'That's it baby. Play with that little pussy. Do you like Daddy's dick in your ass?'
Katie grunted into the bedspread. I laughed and spanked her lightly on the buttcheek.
'Answer me properly young lady.' I said, giving her a particularly hard thrust. 'Do you like your daddy's cock up your ass?'
Katie's fingers sped up at my words, I could feel her wetness on my balls as they slapped against her fingers.
'Oh fuck yes Daddy' she panted out, her fingers beating a rapid tattoo on her clit. 'I love your cock in my ass. '
I pulled all the way out and quickly squirted another dollop of lube on my cock.
'Get ready baby.' I whispered, lining my cock up once again and sliding back inside Katie's anus. I bottomed out, held it for a moment, then set a quick pace of long, firm strokes.
Katie squealed out an unintelligible mess as I fucked her ass, her fingers moving at light speed on her clit. Her back began to heave with the now familiar beginnings of an intense orgasm.
'Fuck me Daddy!' Katie bit out. 'Fuck my ass. Harder!'
I grasped her hips firmly and went for broke, just hammering my cock into Katie's asshole, with no regard for anything besides my own pleasure and the slutty, bliss filled moans and groans of my barely legal teenage daughter.
'Daddy!' Katie screamed, before seizing up and thrashing around my cock, her anus clenching tight over and over again as her ass-gasm ripped through her.
Her orgasm was just too goddamn sexy, and the rippling sensation of her anus trying to close sent me over the edge.
I slammed my cock into Katie, all the way to the base, and unleashed a torrent of cum into her bowels. I thrust again, and again, wondering in the blissful sensation as her anal muscles milked my cock, draining every drop of cum out of me.
Katie squealed at my particularly heavy and brutal thrusts, before returning to panting.
Fully drained into her bowels, I collapsed on top of Katie, eyes shut tightly, the scent of her hair in my nose, and the sound of her desperate panting slowly returning to normal in my ears.
We laid there for a moment as I regained my senses. Every motion sent shockwaves of pleasure through my cock. I grabbed Katie by the hips and rolled to my side taking her with me, with my dick still lodged in her ass.
I softened slowly before finally slipping out of her ass. Katie rolled over and stared at me with those green, green eyes. Her face was flushed and there was a smear of drool on her cheek. I reached a hand up and lightly wiped it away.
Katie grabbed my hand and held it tightly to her mouth, kissing each one of my fingers before settling my hand down between her breasts over her heart.
She then reached back down behind herself, a weird look fliting across her face.
'It's feels different.' She said. 'Your cum. It feels different in my ass. '
I smiled, leaning forward to kiss her deeply, lovingly. It was a kiss between father and daughter and between lovers all mixed up into one.
'Did you like that baby?' I asked cheekily, mimicking her question to me from earlier.
'That was incredible Dad,' Katie said, a light blush forming on her cheeks. 'It hurt at first, but it was a good hurt, you know? Like when I put in my first plug.'
I grinned.
'Do you want Daddy to do it again?'
'Maybe give me a few days to recover.' She laughed lightly, and I laughed along with her.
I pulled her close and kissed her again.
'I love you Katie. More than anything.'
Katie snuggled in close, her head tucked under my beard. She grabbed the sheet and pulled it over both of us.
'I love you Daddy.'
*****
Two months later
Linda's high heels clicked on the tile floor of the kitchen as she led Katie and I through the 2 bed/2 bath house. Linda had been a long-time associate of mine, having bought both my house and several commercial properties through her.
'And with all appliances included, this place is move in ready and great for anyone looking to buy an urban investment property.' She concluded, turning to face me. 'So, Brendan, what do you think?'
'I think it's a great opportunity.' I replied. 'Say, would you mind if I spoke with my daughter privately for a moment?'
'Of course!' Linda said. She pulled out her cell phone and walked to the front door. 'I'll just be outside. Come get me when you're done.' She dialled a number and closed the door behind her.
I turned to Katie. 'So, what do you think?'
'It's a nice place Dad.' Katie replied, looking around. 'But why are you buying an investment property? You are already so busy. Do you really want to play landlord?'
I laughed. 'Well Katie, I already have a tenant in mind, and I don't think they'll be causing me much trouble.'
Katie raised an eyebrow at me. 'What? Who?'
'You, silly. '
Katie was silent for a moment before asking 'What are you talking about?'
'Well,' I continued, 'I figured that since living in the dorm rooms sucks over at the University, why not just buy a place and have you stay there? Save you all the trouble of roommates and RA's breathing down your neck.
Plus, imagine the parties you can throw here.'
Katie stood in stunned silence for a moment before jumping into my arms and smothering me with kisses, legs wrapped around my waist.
'Thank you Daddy!' She cried. 'Thank you thank you thank you!'
I laughed and held her tight. The last two months had been the best two of my life. I loved Katie's mother dearly, but Katie and I had a connection I had never felt with anyone else.
I was sure glad I had booked the entire summer off from work. We spent as much time as possible together, and our relationship blossomed.
And it was well beyond sex. We had always been close, but now we were confidants. We shared everything and had even begun to plan for the future.
And the sex, of course, was as mind blowing last night as it was the first time. Katie basically moved into the master bedroom and we slept naked entwined with one another every night.
Even when we were not having sex, we were comfortable enough to rarely wear clothes around the house. Watching movies, eating dinner, swimming in the pool. We were having a wonderful, glorious summer of love.
I set Katie down and wrapped my arm around her shoulders, pulling her tight to me. 'Plus, if you lived in the dorms, how could I visit?' I said cheekily, giving her a naughty wink.
Katie giggled girlishly and kissed me on the cheek. 'Dad, you are in for some serious thank you's when we get home.'
I waved Linda back in through the window.
'I'll take it.'
*****
Katie and I chatted the whole way home about how we were going to decorate the new place and how convenient it was for her.
'And it's only a twenty minute bus ride to school!' She exclaimed as I pulled into the driveway.
'Yeah, about that.' I said, turning off the Rubicon and pulling the keys out of the ignition. 'I'm not super comfortable with you riding the bus baby.'
'What? Then how am I supposed to get to school?'
I reached over and grabbed her hand. I pulled it up and pressed the keys to my Electric Purple Jeep Wrangler Rubicon into it.
'I think this will take care of that problem Katie.'
She looked down at the keys in her hand for a few long seconds, then back to me.
'But you love this Jeep!' She exclaimed. 'I can't take it!'
'Don't worry about that baby.' I said, curling her fingers around the keys. 'I've been thinking about changing it up. What do you think about coming with me tomorrow to get a new one? I was thinking Lime Green this time around.'
Katie laughed and kissed me soundly on the lips. It was dangerous to do so in the driveway, but I don't think either of us cared.
She broke the kiss and opened her door.
'Come to bed Daddy.' She said, fixing me with a look that would make a saint want to sin. 'I think you deserve a couple of thanks you's.'
I smiled, and followed her into the house.
THE END