The first thing I sensed Sunday morning was the weight of Jenny's head on my chest. It's been so long since I've slept through the night with a woman, this would take some getting used to. With my mind still foggy from sleep, I wondered if I would actually have the opportunity to get used to this. With Sunday morning came the inevitable end of my weekend with Jenny. So much had happened, more than I ever dreamed possible. I was uncertain of where we would go from here.
I slowly let my eyes blink open, and I saw the sun fluttering through the lowered blinds. The light hit the natural golden highlights in Jenny's dark hair, and I inhaled her scent deeply. She was still sleeping soundly, undoubtedly worn out from our intense experience the night before. Her arm was draped over my chest, and her soft legs were intertwined with mine.
We had been too warm the night before to sleep with anything other than a sheet, and it was covering different parts of her body enticingly. Her little feet stuck out from the end, and the sheet covered from her knees to the small of her back. It rode so low, one more inch and I could have seen the top of her round ass. Her back was rounded beautifully, and I could see the outer curve of her breast pressed against my side.
My cock began to stiffen looking at my beautiful girl, and thinking of all the new things we'd discovered this weekend. I ran my fingertips along the curve of her back, but she didn't move. I briefly entertained the idea of waking her for some fun, but the father in me decided to just let my baby sleep. She needed it.
I slowly pulled free from under her body, little by little. I didn't want to wake my sleeping beauty just yet. Once free, I padded down the staircase and into the kitchen to start some coffee brewing. I stood naked, looking out the back window, taking in the beauty of the sunny morning. I felt like a young man again, revived and so in love. And so well-fucked.
I went back upstairs, willing my throbbing erection to subside. I quietly stepped into some clothes, watching my girl sleep the whole time. Her chest rose and fell in shallow breaths, and every so often she let out a barely audible sigh. I wondered what she was dreaming of.
I left the house and drove to the corner store, using the alone time to reflect. Our weekend may be coming to an end, but I was determined to talk to Jenny today, to find out how she was feeling about everything. The father in me knew that we shouldn't carry on with this, and I resolved to respect her wishes, no matter what they may be. But the man in me knew that now that I'd had her, I couldn't go back to the way things were.
I returned to the house with the Sunday paper and a bottle of champagne. I thought mimosas might be nice with breakfast, and Jenny and I always loved working the Sunday crossword together. When I opened the door, the smell of freshly brewed coffee enticed my senses. I put the champagne in the refrigerator to chill and was just about to pour a cup when I heard the shower turn on upstairs.
The thought of my daughter naked was more exciting than the coffee, so I made my way up the stairs to my bedroom. I walked in and felt the bed, still warm from her body. The bathroom door was open, and I just caught the sight of her feet stepping into the tub. I removed my clothes and stepped into the bathroom.
A mischievous mood hit me, and I grabbed a cup from the bathroom sink. I filled it quietly with cold water, hoping she wouldn't hear the sink with the shower running. I reached up over the shower curtain and took a guess as to where she'd be standing. I turned the cup over and was instantly rewarded with a shriek.
"AAAAGGGH!!! DAAAADDDDYYYEEE!"
I broke into a laugh as she yanked the shower curtain open and slapped at me with wet hands and arms. I stepped in with her, overpowering her as I encircled her with my strong arms. She fought against me, but quickly realized it was useless and settled. I made sure the stream hit her full on, to warm her back up. "Good morning, my good girl" I said with a kiss against her forehead.
"Good morning Daddy," She said disdainfully. "That was mean!"
"I'm sorry sweetheart, I couldn't resist!"
"Where were you? The bed was empty when I woke up..."
She said it with such a sweet pout that I couldn't help but smile.
"I just ran out to the store baby, I got the paper so we can do our crossword."
With that she smiled and cuddled further into my arms, content to be held while the warm water streamed down her back. My erection had never fully subsided, but it was back in full force as I relished the feeling of her smooth wet body pressed against mine. She lifted her head to give me a peck on the lips and then wiggled around to face the other direction. Her perfect round ass was nestled perfectly against my growing cock, and she giggled.
She reached for the shampoo and started to wash her long mane of dark hair. As she worked her fingers against her scalp, I ran my fingertips down her body, tracing the path of the soap suds. She let out a little moan and her flesh puckered into goosebumps. I wasn't sure if it was because of my actions, or because of her scalp massage, but it gave me an idea.
I reached up and pulled down the removable massage shower head. I turned it to a setting with a pulsing, more concentrated stream. I raised it to rinse her soapy head, just like I used to when she was little. I positioned the showerhead about an inch from her scalp, and she let out a long sigh. "God Daddy, that feels so good..."
Once all the shampoo was rinsed from her hair, I moved the showerhead to her shoulders and she stretched them, enjoying the feel of the massaging stream. Without warning, I lowered the showerhead and positioned it in front of her, right between her legs. I made sure the stream hit perfectly on her little sensitive nub, and she gasped.
"Fuck, daddy, God that feels amazing. Don't stop..."
"Don't worry baby, Daddy's got you."
It wasn't long before the pulsing intensity of the stream brought her close to an orgasm, and she was squirming and writhing in my arms. She was wet and slippery, making it hard for me to hold on to her, but I held fast. Her legs started to tremble, and her breath quickened. I knew she was close, so I put my free hand on her back and pushed her forward and down. Her legs locked, and I was able to get my arm under her waist just as she let go and let out a long moan. I looked down between her legs and could see her perfect pink lips clenching and releasing over and over with her orgasm.
It was all I could do to give her a minute to catch her breath and come down before I dropped the showerhead and slammed my throbbing cock right into her still-pulsating pussy. She let out a scream, she clearly wasn't expecting it, but that scream turned into a low, drawn-out moan as I pulled out of her and filled her back up. Her tight center was soaking wet, and not just from the shower. I enjoyed the feeling of pulling out inch by inch, taking my time, before slamming back into her.
She spread her legs just a bit more and bent further forward, planting her hands on the tile wall in front of her. It gave me a perfect view of my cock moving in and out, glistening with her juices. "Oh daddy, your cock fills me up so perfectly, please don't stop! Fuck your little girl daddy, fill my tight little pussy..." I was lost in her words and could feel my own orgasm building steadily in my balls. Each wet slap against her backside brought it closer.
Her breathing started to get shallow and her legs started shaking again. She was letting out little whimpers, I knew these signs intimately by now. "Daddy, don't stop, please! I'm going to cum again. Oh god..." I willed my own impending orgasm to hold off just long enough to bring her to the edge again, but I wasn't sure I could make it. Her tight little tunnel felt so fucking good, and watching her bend over and thrust backward onto me was too much.
"God baby, Daddy's going to cum. Oh fuck, baby girl..." No sooner than I'd given warning. My hips jerked and I felt my thick cum rush down the length of my cock and explode out the tip, filling my little girl once again. Just when I thought I was done, her legs gave out and I could feel her walls clenching around me, milking my cock and taking every last drop. Her cheeks were flushed from her orgasm and her skin was wet and slippery. Her eyes were closed, her long wet hair splayed down her back. God I loved how she looked when she came.
I slowly pulled out of her and stood up, turning the water a bit cooler. Both of our bodies were a bit overheated. I replaced the showerhead in its holder, and we finished washing up and stepped out of the tub. I helped her towel dry her hair. I had done this a million times before, but this was different. The look of pure contentment on her face made my heart swell with both fatherly love, and something new.
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It was after ten by the time we made it down to the kitchen. Thankfully the coffee was still warm, so I poured two cups, fixing them up just the way we like them. Jenny flitted around the kitchen in one of my dress shirts, and nothing else. I sat at the small table and called out crossword clues while she cooked happily. A lazy Sunday morning couldn't get much better than this.
I watched her for a few minutes while she worked. She was a great cook, something she didn't get from me. She expertly danced from one pan to another, seemingly lost in her own little world. Her skin was glowing and she had the tiniest little smile on her face. "Happy, baby girl?"
"I couldn't be more so, Daddy."
"You know how much I love you, right Jenny? All I want is to see you as happy as you are right now."
She left the stove and walked over to me, her little brow furrowed. She stepped in front me and leaned down to kiss my lips. "I know daddy. I love you too. Is everything ok?"
"Yes baby" I said when she stood back up. I placed my hands on the outsides of her thighs, running them up and down under my shirt and over her hips as I tried to find the right words. "I know we talked yesterday, but I just want to make sure that you won't have any regrets about this one day. I don't want to stand in the way of your happiness."
