We're almost to the cabin and she's been squirming in her seat for the past half mile. I know her bladder has to be every bit as full as mine. There is only the woods and the cabin out here, which means there is no one to catch us doing anything. Privacy is important for all of the things I have planned for my daughter.
As I start to slow the car, I ask my daughter, "We're here. Do you remember what you promised, Nia?"
I catch her squirming in the peripheral of my vision as I stop the car. "Yes, daddy."
I turn off the ignition and turn my dark eyes to hers. "What did you promise?"
She is having a hard time holding still and I know her bladder is on the verge of bursting. "That I'd do anything you want, daddy."
I smile in anticipation as I say, "That's right. What happens if you don't do what I want?"
She is having hard time not jumping out of car and rushing for the cabin. "You'd take me home and I have to spend every night in bed with the two of you."
Her dark eyes move to the cabin in hope that relief will come to her soon. She will relieve herself of her swollen bladder, but not the way she is expecting. I wish my wife were out here with us, since one more full bladder is not a bad thing. That's alright, since it will be the three of us before long.
My voice is a little on the playful side as I say, "That's right, Nia, and I mean it. Go up to the door and take your clothes off. Fold your pants and shirt, then place your shirt on top of your pants. I'll be over shortly."
There is pleading in her eyes as she says, "Daddy, I have to pee."
I grin as she squirms and say, "I know, Nia, but you have to wait a little longer."
She grimaces from the discomfort and her voice shows her impatience. "OK, daddy, but please hurry."
She gets out of the car and rushes towards the front of the wraparound deck with the special frame waiting for us on the other side. Her slender hands reach out for the door to the screened in porch as I reach for the bag and watch as she quickly removes her clothing and I see her small tits bouncing from the movement of her body. They are a little bigger than I thought, but not by much and her black nipples hardly stand out at all against our shared ebony flesh.
She is starting to dance as I join her and say, "Hold it just a little longer, Nia."
Her dark hands move to her tightly trimmed pussy in an attempt to hold it in as she says, "OK, daddy."
There is desperation in her eyes as I start to remove my own clothing, but she is not saying anything that could cause her delay to be any longer. I set the keys to the cabin on top of my folded clothes with the knowledge that neither of us will be putting anything on our naked bodies until I'm ready to take her home. Her dark eyes move to my flaccid cock and I can only assume that she is trying to take her mind off of her need to piss.
I pick up her dark shit and move it between her legs as I lower myself to my knees. Our shared dark eyes meet and she is desperate for relief. So far, she is not willing to risk us leaving and very willing to wait as long as it takes to relieve herself.
I have a warm smile as I say, "Squat over your shirt and piss on it."
She looks a little nervous and her dark eyes are looking at my face for some sign I was joking. The words are still running through her mind and I know she is asking herself if I'm being serious. There is nothing on my face to tell her otherwise and nods her head to show she is willing to do what I want.
Her voice sounds a little odd as she says, "OK, daddy. If that's what you want?"
I smile a little wider as I say, "That's what I want, Nia."
She squats before me and her pussy is very close to her shirt. I place my hands between her legs and she can not hold back much longer. Nia is trying to decide if it's alright for my hands to be in the way of her shirt, but her bladder does not give her much time to do anything other than relieve herself.
Nia starts to let loose with a powerful stream of gold and I grin as the heat reaches my fingers. I am slowly moving my hands back and forth to get greater coverage and can hear the piss dripping down to her shirt. The smell of her golden stream is not quite as strong as her mothers, which is a pleasant change. Variety is a good thing and I intend to enjoy all those areas if difference from her mother.
As more of my hands get covered in her golden stream, our shared dark eyes are looking into one another and she is showing something far more than the relief of her slowly emptying bladder. She is sighing out as more of her gold floods over my hands and I can find no hint of embarrassment that she is pissing on me. The smell continues to drift up to my nostrils and I smile at the sensation on my hands.
She is starting to drip as I pull my hands back and move my eyes down to see them dripping from the hot gold that is starting to cool. I press my finger into my mouth as I move my eyes back to hers and taste the saltiness as she watches in fascination. The saltiness is pleasant on my tongue, but it has already started to cool a little too much for me to really enjoy my daughter's gold. Next time that will not be a problem, since I plan on her pissing directly into my open mouth.
I press my dripping hands to her small tits and she does not pull back from the sensation of her piss. My hands start to explore every inch as I slowly work my way to her hard nipples. She lets out a sigh from the pleasant sensations she is feeling. Her black nipples are now between my fingers and I am glad she isn't anywhere near as big as my wife. If her tits had been larger, it would have been impossible for me to cover them with her piss.
I reach down for the shirt and it drips a little as I press it to the ebony flesh just beneath her tits. "Hold your shirt right there and get on your knees."
There can be no doubt in her mind as to what I am about to do and there is no concern in her voice. "Yes, daddy."
I release her shirt as her hands press down and she lowers herself carefully down to her knees with a little assistance from me. My eyes are focused on hers as I stand up and point the head of my dick at her tits. There's and advantage to not being hard and that is the ability to control where my piss will strike with far more ease than an erection allows.
My eyes move up to hers to watch her reaction as I start to empty my painfully full bladder. She jumps a little as my golden powerful stream makes contact with her tits, but does not do anything to show she is in a state of discomfort from my action. I move my eyes down and watch as I make certain both tits are dripping down to her shirt and collecting more piss. Her hard nipples make for lovely targets and I make certain both are getting the same attention. A stronger scent is drifting into my nostrils and I enjoy this greatly.
Once my bladder is empty and I start to drip my gold, I reach down and take the shirt from her hands. It is heavy and dripping with our combined release of gold and a stronger scent comes as I move up and over her head. It is dripping a little down her face as I wring it out onto her black hair. I am tempted to press her shirt against her face, but hold off for the moment.
Once there is no more piss to wring out, I drop her damp shirt on her head. The smell of our combined piss is pleasant and I'm glad she doesn't seem to have a problem with any of this. She is going to be experiencing a lot more piss related activities before we leave. I find myself wishing again that my wife was here, but I know I have to wait for some of the more interesting things that will happen.
I'm tempted to have her lick the remnant of piss of my flaccid dick, but want to wait to ensure there is nothing to interfere with what I have planned. I pick up the key and unlock the cabin door while smiling down at her naked body. She is so eager to please me and I think that is how every daughter should be with her father.
I open the door and say, "Go inside and wait for me, Nia."
She looks up and says in a voice that is eager to explore the cabin, "Yes, daddy."
I bring everything inside and she is standing on the white carpet in the great room. Her black shirt is still on her head and I know she won't take it off until I tell her she can. My daughter's dark face and tits are glistening under the lights, which is a pleasant sight to behold.
I grin as I ask, "What do you think of your first shower?"
Some of the piss starts to drip down to her ebony cheeks as she smiles. "I liked it, daddy. I know I'm supposed to be grossed out, but I'm not. It felt really good when you pissed on me."
My grin turns lecherous as I say, "I'm glad to hear it, Nia. There's going to be a lot more golden showers. Are you hungry?"
She shakes her head and says, "No, daddy, I'm to excited to eat."
I look into her dark eyes as I say, "That makes two of us. You want to see the bedroom?"
She holds my eyes and there is pent up excitement in her voice. "Yes, daddy."
I nod and say, "Follow me, Nia, and keep your shirt on your head."
I turn as I hear her say, "Yes, daddy."
I think her introduction to golden showers has made her even more excited and she is almost bouncing behind me. She is staying very close as I move to the open bedroom door and guide my daughter towards the bed of white. My wife's chocolate body is so fucking sexy against the white, which is the reason there is so much of it in the cabin. Nia's ebony body is going to look even better.
I move her to the side of the bed she'll be sleeping on and say, "This is your side. Leave your shirt on your pillow, Nia."
The anticipation of the unknown can be clearly heard in her voice. "Yes, daddy."
She presses her narrow body past mine and the smell is quite pleasant. Her hands move the damp shirt from her head and lays it on the pillow without question. There can be no doubt what she'll be smelling when she lays her head down to sleep and no sense of trepidation about it.
My daughter is bent over slightly and I move my hands to her ass. Her cheeks are not as round as my wife's and a little more firm to the touch. I'm glad there is more variety and can't wait to have them together. She lets out a soft sigh as my hands explore her dark flesh and I don't believe that she has ever been touched this way.
She lets out a slightly louder sigh as she says, "That feels good, daddy."
I move my fingers to the crack as I ask, "Have you ever had anal, Nia?"
