The Good Father

Chapter 5 -- Routine

Harry got home from work in the late middle of the afternoon, just an hour or two before the sun went down. He made his way inside his house and closed the door behind him without locking it. Harry and Chloe live in a fairly rural area so there really isn't much need for locks. Their nearest neighbor is about a five-minute walk from their house. Not too far, but certainly far enough.

He made his way to the kitchen and washed away the workday from his hands before rummaging through the freezer to find something for dinner. He ended up grabbing a frozen lasagna and throwing it in the oven. It wasn't great, but it wasn't terrible either and it would feed him and his daughter.

After getting dinner started he made his way to his bedroom, sat down on the foot of his bed, and began to slowly unlace his work boots. Once his feet were finally free he laid back on his bed and took a moment to relax. He knew this was going to be his only chance to relax tonight so he savored it.

After several minutes of letting his body rest, he sighed then got up and started stripping in his bedroom. Soon enough Harry was naked. He didn't bother to check himself in a mirror at all, he knew well enough what he looked like. Old but not too old, fat but not too fat, strong but not too strong. He left his dirty work clothes in a pile on his floor while he made his way to the master bathroom attached to his bedroom and took a shower to finish washing away the grime from his work day.

Only about 10 minutes after Harry stepped into the shower he was already finished cleaning himself. He grabbed a towel and quickly patted himself mostly dry then wandered back into his bedroom, found some clean boxer shorts to wear, and then sat down at his computer desk. With a sigh, he hit the power button and waited a few minutes for it to boot up wondering what he would see this time.

With his computer started the very first thing Harry did was navigate to the iCloud folder. It wasn't "Chloe's" it was on a family email but Chloe didn't seem to understand or know or care. Every day Harry made his way just like this right to this folder and checked to see if his daughter had done anything... interesting. He felt conflicted about it, very conflicted. He had almost told her once that he had access to the folder, but before he did he noticed a disturbing trend in her photos and he was growing concerned by her behavior. He rationalized his behavior by telling himself that he was keeping a protective eye over her.

Today when Harry sorted the iCloud folder by new he saw a handful of photos of his daughter posing topless for the camera. These photos weren't anything unusual, Harry had seen Chloe's tits in hundreds of photos at this point, but still he found his cock twitching. No matter how many photos he sees, no matter how similar they are to other photos that are still available in the iCloud folder and that he can go look at whenever he wants, whenever he sees new photos they always excite him.

But what really caught his attention today was a video. His heart skipped a beat when he saw the.mp4 file extension. He has seen just a few videos of Chloe before but they are rare. His mouth went dry and the intensity of his focus increased. He clicked the icon and the video player opened.

The video started and immediately Chloe's cute pale bubbly butt filled the frame. Harry's cock stiffened at the sight. He wants to be a good father but he isn't blind. His daughter is sexy and well... his body will react to seeing a sexy naked woman with a beautiful perfect ass. It is just nature. It can't be helped. Or at least, that is what he tells himself.

After only a few more seconds Chloe is standing naked in the shower facing the camera and holding the cup between her legs as she masturbates with her panties on her head. Harry doesn't know what to make of what he is seeing. He wonders why she has a cup and why her panties are on her head. But Harry's cock doesn't care at all. Before the first minute of the video has passed his cock has swelled to be fully erect and ready to go.

As he feels the strain of his considerable length and girth against his boxer shorts he reflexively lowers his underwear around his knees to release his beast from its cage. With its newfound freedom, Harry's cock stands tall and proud and Harry wraps a hand around his shaft and begins slowly stroking.

While Harry watched his daughter standing in the tub masturbating his hand slid slowly up and down his 8-inch length as his fingers wrapped partially around his above-average girth. He didn't have a porn star's cock, but he was well-endowed for a normal man and he knew it. It was actually why Chloe's mother Violet fell in love with him. She was deeply submissive and as soon as she got her first sight at his cock she was hooked. She remained his faithful fuck pet for the rest of her life until cancer took her away when Chloe was young.

By the time Chloe had started pissing into the cup the tip of Harry's cock was already oozing precum. The video quality wasn't high enough for him to see the piss flowing from Chloe but he could hear it splashing against the cup and he knew what she was doing. A soft groan escaped his lips.

His mind filled with memories of his time with Violet and the first time he pissed on her. He had made it into a reward for her, a trophy that he believes that she is a good submissive. Seeing Chloe with a cup of piss brought him right back to that mindset. At that moment he didn't care that she was his daughter. He wanted to see her degraded. He wanted to own her.

As Chloe raised the cup up over her head he knew what was coming. He started stroking faster eagerly awaiting the show. At the first sight of the piss pouring over her head and soaking into her hair and the underwear she was wearing another moan escaped Harry. He almost couldn't believe what he was seeing. This was his daughter but she was clearly just as much as a depraved slut as her mother. He hadn't been this turned on in probably a decade. Before Chloe finished pouring Harry's cock erupted shooting rope after rope of cum. His head fell back and he needed a few minutes to collect himself after such a powerful orgasm.

When he had finished recovering enough from his orgasm he saw that the video had stopped and he saw the mess of cum that he had made. There was cum on his thighs, on his boxer shorts, on the floor, and some even shot out and landed on his shin. He didn't think that he had that kind of energy in him anymore, but apparently he was wrong.

Now with his post-nut clarity, he began to think about what he should do next. He started cleaning up the mess he made while he considered his next steps. The father in him believed that he should try to stir Chloe to a more respectable path, but the Dominant in him wanted so badly to have a new toy to play with and to love. Originally he was planning on confronting Chloe during dinner and maybe forcing her into therapy or something. But... maybe instead he could give her a choice.

With his mess cleaned up, Harry got dressed and started preparing some garlic bread for dinner while. A plan was brewing in his head and he wondered if he would really go through with it.