The muted sounds of morning filtered in through the window. Birds were singing and I could hear people beginning to go about their morning routines. I floated in that state where you're neither quite awake nor quite asleep, that comfortable place where you're a little of both and your mind just drifts. I felt warm and cozy. Contributing to this contented state was the presence of warm body nestled in my arms.
As my awareness slowly rose toward wakefulness, my thoughts drifted to what I remembered of the previous night. Had it really happened? Had I really had sex with my daughter? I wasn't sure if I wanted it to be true or not. It was easy to believe, while lying here with my eyes closed, that I was simply snuggling with my wife and it had all been a crazy dream.
With equal parts anticipation and dread, I opened my eyes. Katie was lying on her back breathing softly. The covers were pulled down to her waist and my arm was draped across her chest just below her breasts. So much for the previous night being a dream. I felt a pang of regret knowing that our relationship would never be quite the same again, but that was tempered with the knowledge that I knew we still loved each other. She was still, and would always be, my little girl and I, her Daddy.
I took a moment to let my eyes roam over my daughter's sleeping form. Gone was the gangly girl she had been when younger. That little girl had been replaced by a sexy young woman. My eyes lingered for a moment on her breasts, watching them rise and fall with her gentle breathing. They were neither overly large nor overly small, but just the right size to make a delightful handful. Her nipples were soft yet still slightly pointed, but I remembered how hard and erect they could get from the previous night. My eyes traveled down the smooth curve of her stomach. The petals of her flower tattoo were just peeking out from the cover's edge. I recalled the huge argument we'd had when I found out she's had it done. Now, however, I found it hard to think of her without her artwork. It had become something that I simply accepted as uniquely part of her.
I let my gaze drift upward to examine her face. Once again, I noted how much Katie resembled her mother when she was younger. Perhaps that was an element in the sexual attraction I now realized I'd always had to my daughter. I'd managed to push it back below the level of my awareness for a long time but I finally had to admit it to myself. I'd lusted after her for while.
I trailed my fingertips lightly over the smooth skin of my daughter's abdomen. It was so warm, smooth, and soft. I've always had a bit of a fetish for naked skin and my daughter's was the thing those fantasies were made of. My fingertips traced languid circles on her stomach before making an unhurried detour northward to cup a breast. Squeezing gently, I let my thumb flick back and forth across the nipple and watched it harden under my ministrations.
"Mmmmm, Daddy, that feels nice."
I looked up to see Katie watching me play with her breast.
"Good morning, sweetheart," I said. "Are we OK?"
"I'm OK with what happened, Daddy. Are you?"
"Yes, I think so, although I'm still making a bit of an internal adjustment to the situation."
"I'm still your good girl?"
"Yes you are, sweetheart. Your Daddy still loves you very much."
Rolling over toward me, Katie hugged me tight. "I'm soooo glad, Daddy. I love you very much too!"
Having my daughter's naked body pressed so enthusiastically against mine was having an effect on me. I felt my cock stirring and soon it was once again hard and throbbing. Katie noticed it poking her and gave me a shy look.
"Does Daddy want to play some more? I'm yours to use however you want. I belong to my Daddy."
"You'll do anything for Daddy?" I asked.
"Yes, Daddy... anything to make you happy."
"Then how about... TICKLES!" I exclaimed as I grabbed her, held her down, and proceeded to dig my fingers into her ribs.
Katie screamed and began to laugh uncontrollably. It was a game that we'd played often when she was younger but had tapered off and finally stopped when she'd entered puberty. Now here we were doing it once again. Only this time, she was naked and had parts that jiggled enticingly as she squirmed and tried to get away.
"Daddy! Please! Nooo!" she gasped between uncontrollable bouts of giggling.
"But you said I could use you however I wanted to, Princess." I teased, while continuing to tickle her mercilessly.
"Yes, Daddy. I'm sorry. You can," she panted, still laughing crazily.
"That's my good girl," I said as I finally stopped.
I drank in the sight of her lying half under me, breathing hard, cheeks flushed. Here she was, my daughter, naked and wanting to be used for my pleasure – and I fully intended to take her up on her offer. It was something I couldn't have even conceived of a mere 12 hours ago. Yet, here we were. Life could take some strange turns.
I leaned down to kiss her gently on the mouth, then traced a path across her cheek until my lips were brushing her ear.
"Daddy wants to feel your mouth again," I breathed. "Suck my cock, Princess."
"Yes Daddy," she responded softly but without hesitation.
I laid back. Katie knelt beside me and then leaned down to slowly lick my cock from the base to the tip, her tongue leaving a trail of wetness in its wake.
"Mmmm, I love your cock Daddy," she moaned. "I've dreamed about it for a long time."
Her hand came up to gently cup and massage my balls and she teased the underside of my dick just below the head with her tongue, flicking it back and forth. Raising up a bit, she dribbled saliva on the head of my cock and jerked me with her hand. Her lust-filled eyes were glued to what she was doing and her tongue darted out to lick her lips. Then, once more, she leaned down. Though her face was veiled by the cascade of her red hair, I felt her lips glide over the head of my cock and slide sensuously down the shaft as she engulfed me in her wet, warm mouth. Finally, her head started bobbing as she began to work her oral magic on me.
I reached out and ran my hand down along the curve of her back, once again enjoying the silky smoothness of her skin. I continued my caress until my hand slipped around to cup the cheek of her ass. As I gave it a firm squeeze, Katie moaned around my cock. Thinking back to my voyeuristic episode the night before, I pulled back my hand and gave her ass an open-handed slap. My daughter jumped and a little squeak escaped form her lips.
Lifting her head from my cock for a moment, she said, "Ooooo, yes. Spank your dirty girl, Daddy. She's been bad."
I decided to play along.
"Go get my belt, Katie," I said in a stern voice, falling into my role.
"Yes, Daddy," she said meekly, but as she stood up I could see that she was flushed with excitement at the prospect of her coming punishment.
As she bent over to pick up my belt from the floor, I could see the imprint of my hand brightly outlined in red on the pale skin of her ass. This was new territory for me. I'd spanked her a few times when she was younger as a punishment, but I'd never really spanked anyone in a sexual context – only an ass slap now and then. Thinking about turning Katie's ass red was exciting me, however. I found it incredibly arousing to think I had someone who said they'd do whatever I wanted to them sexually and I was eager to experiment.
I got up and sat on the edge of the bed. Katie came and stood before me, eyes downcast, with my leather belt held loosely before her. I reached up and took it from her hands.
"Across my lap, little girl," I said firmly.
Katie carefully positioned herself across my lap. It took a bit of shifting to adjust my hard cock and get it comfortable. What a magnificent ass she had! My palm smoothed over the skin of her buttocks, noting how warm it was in the spot where my hand print stood out. Her pussy was wet and swollen, both inner and outer labia pink and engorged. I let my fingers drift across her cunt and Katie took a sharp intake of breath and shuddered.
Playing my role, I said with a serious voice, "You've been a naughty girl, Katie. I'm going to have to punish you. You want to be my good girl, don't you?"
"Oh yes, Daddy. I want to be your good girl. Please give me my punishment so I can."
