I also felt a little bit of regret and doubt, but those emotions were overwhelmed by the excitement I still felt. In fact, I wanted to crawl back in her bed and wake her and make love to her. I struggled with that impulse and made it through the night.
In the morning I showered and went to the kitchen. I had decided not to wake her, but to go on to work and see her reaction when I returned home.
I decided I would come home early tonight so we could talk. I put the milk back in the refrigerator and when I turned, she was standing next to the breakfast bar. She was wearing her nightgown.
“Good morning sweetheart.”
“Good morning Daddy.”
“You’re up early. Do you want some cereal?”
“I couldn’t sleep. No thanks. I’m not hungry. Can we talk Daddy?”
“Sure Baby.”
She climbed onto a barstool and I sat beside her. She turned to me and paused as she gathered her thoughts.
“I feel weird about what you did to me last night, Daddy. It felt good and all but I’m not sure we should have done that.”
“Yes honey, I know. I felt weird too, and I have thought about it a lot too and I think all we were doing was showing how much we love each other.”
“That is the way I showed your Mom and as long as you understand and like it, I don’t think it was wrong. If you don’t want me to touch you again, I won’t. I would never do anything bad to you sweetheart.”
I leaned over and kissed her cheek…just a quick light peck.
She smiled at me and replied.
“I did like it Daddy, and it seemed like it was ok because I do know you love me even without us doing that, but I thought I should feel bad about it.”
“Well, honey, don’t fret about it. You didn’t do anything and if it makes you uncomfortable, I promise I will never touch you in private areas again. Ok?”
A look of relief passed across her face and she got up to get a glass. I retrieved the milk from the refrigerator and poured for her. She sat back down and I handed her the cereal and a bowl and spoon.
We ate together in an awkward silence and I hurriedly left for work. I worried about her all day and I wrapped up my work as quickly as I could. I got home about 3 PM. I went in and looked around for her, but she wasn’t to be found.
I went downstairs to my home office and as I came down the stairs, I heard a strange sound. I crept down as quietly as I could and I listened at the bottom of the stairs around the corner of the entrance to the office.
I heard a soft sound, cooing or moaning or groaning. I carefully peeked around the corner and I saw her sitting on my chair with her legs spread and her feet propped on my desk. She had her shorts off and her panties pulled aside and she was vigorously flailing her fingers against her pussy.
“Yes Daddy, rub my pussy. Finger it harder. Jam it in my tight little pussy. Oh Daddy you feel so good. Make me cum Daddy. Oh Daddy…..Oooohhhhhhh.”
I felt like someone had hit me with a ball bat. I watched as she assailed her wet little pussy. Her head was back against the chair headrest and she was oblivious to everything except the fire that burned in her pussy.
She jammed her fingers harder and faster and I saw her push her them deeper and turn her hand back and forth, twisting her fingers inside her stretched out lips.
My cock was raging as I watched her. I knew I could not leave and I slowly walked to her and when I was at the edge of the desk, I unzipped my slacks. The sound roused her and she looked up to see me there.
Her face turned red and she attempted to pull her legs together. I stopped her and I ran my fingers under her panties and felt her soaking pussy. She stared at me as I slowly massaged her lips and slid a finger deep into her.
She slumped back down and I grabbed her panties and pulled her legs to me and slid her panties off and I put them to my nose and breathed deeply, inhaling her scent.
Her eyes widened and she smiled at me. I spread her legs and put her hands back on her pussy, and I pulled my cock out. I held it near her and I stroked it as she started to finger herself again.
We both drove each other on and soon we raced as we slammed and slapped our hands on our sex. She stared at my cock and I slowly and steadily moved closer and closer.
Soon my cock head was near her chin. I rubbed the soft mushroom head across her chin as her eyes closed and she moaned from the depravity of my actions. I passed it across her cheeks and then I placed it against her lips.
She looked deep into my eyes as I pushed forward. I felt the wetness of her mouth as my cockhead split her lips and entered her mouth. She continued staring at me.
Our eyes were locked as I fed more of my cock to her. I don’t know if she had seen a movie of someone sucking a cock or if her friends had told her about it, but she stretched her lips over my cock and began to suck it like an alley whore.
She sucked it hard and deep inside and I felt the roof of her mouth against the top and her licking tongue on the bottom of my shaft. My head slammed against the back of her throat as she started to bob up and down on my cock.
I looked down…