Watching Daddy

Daddy catches his little girl spying on him in the shower. Things escalate when he questions her.

*** All characters are of this story are of legal age

The smell of hamburger helper fills the upstairs air of the two story brick home as Tabitha watched her favorite after school show. The fresh summer breeze ruffling the curtains through the open windows. Suddenly the sound of a vehicle slowing down and tires hitting gravel joined the sounds of her mother moving about the kitchen.

Her sweet voice rings out as she jumps to her feet in excitement yelling softly "Daddy's home!".

The sound of the screen door slamming behind her startles her mother as with a smile she calls out to "be easy on the doors". But Tabitha is already to far away to hear her as she races down to the driveway. Her daddy having not even had time to step out of his utility van. He stops her before she can throw herself into his arms.

With an amused chuckle he says "Hold on! Hold on! I'm dirty from work. I don't want you to get dirty. Let me go take a shower first"

She grins up at him. Her blue eyes sparkling. So happy he is home. "OK Daddy!" Watching his back as he walks towards the basement door where the downstairs shower is feeling that familiar twinge of anticipation begin the rise inside her as she makes her own way to the backyard to play with her kitties.

She has been so happy since their family has moved into this house. She has her own room that no one has to walk through for anything. In their old house, her room was located in one of the living rooms where her brother's would have to walk through when they came downstairs to go to any other part of the house. And this house had more than one bathroom. One upstairs for the main living area where she and her mommy could bathe and shower. And one downstairs in the basement for her brothers and daddy to use. Though Daddy only used it after getting dirty at work to make cleaning easier on Mommy. She especially enjoyed this because that basement bathroom had a window at ground level. Where unless they looked up they wouldn't notice her curious face as she watched them from above.

As Tabitha walked around back she made sure to make sounds pretending to play with the cats. And even climbing the stairs to the large porch steps to jump off the side pretending to act like she was flying. All the while she was listening. She heard the shower start. She waited a few moments for him to start washing himself. She looked up at the kitchen window, seeing her mother's back as she cooked at the stove. She jumped off the side of the porch again. Stick close to the wall and crouching down pretending to pet one of the cats as she her eyes strayed to the man washing his hair as water cascaded down his body. Her breathing grew shallowed as she squeezed her thighs together as her eyes followed the water down, down, down his body. Staring at that place that was much larger than her cousin's that she was much more familiar with.

As she stared, she didn't notice that Daddy was rinsing the shampoo from his hair and face. Or his hands wiping the last of the water from his eyes just as the opened and locked onto her until his body suddenly stood absolutely still and his hands were suddenly hiding that area from her gaze. Her eyes met his in shock for a split second before grabbing her cat and running away. She made it around to the front of the house before pausing to catch her breath. Her hand pressing onto her pounding chest as though her heart was trying to keep running away. Worried about getting in trouble when Daddy comes upstairs. Hoping that she may be able to talk her way out of it.

Meanwhile in the basement, Chris finishes rinsing the soap from his body. His mind replaying the moment he looked up and saw his daughter's beautiful eyes as they stared down at his body. As the toweled his body dry he debated if he should say something as soon as he went up stairs. He worried how his wife would react and didn't want her getting mad at Tabitha for being curious. He decided it would be best til he could talk to Tabitha on his own to figure out how to best handle the situation.

So, Tabitha was left waiting on pins and needles. Waiting for her Daddy to yell at her and tell her how disappointed he was. Or worse, for her mom to tell her how disgusting she was. For days she barely ate dinner. Claiming she was tired and going to bed early after only a few bites.

Until one evening when her mother had picked up an extra shift at the nursing home. She wouldn't be home till the following morning. Chris knew this would be the best time. To have a talk with Tabitha. It had been days of her barely eating dinner or even worse, no longer curling up with him on the couch to watch cartoons before bed. His wife had even voiced her concerns about the change in Tabitha's demeanor. He knew they had to talk it out. So after his wife's car left the driveway, he hesitated for a brief moment before gently knocking on Tabitha's bedroom door. Hearing her soft voice call for him to "Come in" he pushed the door open and saw her sitting on her bed with her sketch pad and colored pencils her eyes never looking up to meet his. He walked over and sat on the edge of her bed silently watching for a few moments as she furiously colored in the object on the page.

His voice finally broke the sounds of the pencils rubbing the page. "I think we need to talk.. Yeah?"

The sound of the pencil halted for a few heartbeats before continuing as with her head still downturned she nodded. Chris reached over and took the book and pencils gently from her hands and sat them to the side.

"We need to talk about what happened the other day.. Why were you watching me in the shower?"

Her hands picked up one of the many teddybears littering her bed. "I was trying to catch Tigger and happened to look down and see you. I didn't mean to spy on you. "

Her voice was quiet and meek, but her eyes couldn't meet his" Any parent can tell when their children are lying. He was no different. "I can tell your not telling the truth."

He watched her face flush before she buried it in the stuffed animal, squeezing it tight. He reached out to pet her soft hair. "It's ok. You can talk to me. You won't be in trouble. I'm not mad."

For the first time she looked up to meet his gaze. Her eyes like deep swimming pool as they were brimming with tears. Her expression a mixture of guilt and surprise. " You're not?"

"No! It's normal to be curious about these things at your age. You can talk to me if you have questions. I'm sure it was a shock seeing a male's body for the first time."

At these words, the relief that had washed over her face vanished, replaced once again by guilt as her eyes looked away.

He paused "..... that wasn't the first time you have seen it?"
Slowly she shook her head. A blush creeping up the fair skin of her neck.

"Was that the first time you have watched me?"

She shook her head.

"Since when?"

"Since we moved here" she whispered.

He paused at this revelation. They had been living here for nearly two years."Can I ask why you have been watching me in the shower for so long?

It was her turn to pause. Thinking about how to explain and decided to tell the truth. She knew her daddy would never be truly angry if she were honest. "It's a long story daddy."

"That's ok, we have lots of time." With his wife at work and their sons staying with friends for the night, they would have plenty of time to talk.

" One night when Wayne was sleeping over at the old house, we had fallen asleep on the couch watching TV. We woke up to noises coming from your room. We both leaned over and could see through your door. You were bouncing up and down on mommy and she sounded like she was crying. I thought you were hurting her. But Wayne said you were having sex. He said that mommy wasn't hurt but that you were making her feel good. I asked him how could it feel good having someone bounce on you like that. Wayne said he could show me. He told me I had to take off my panties and he pushed down his shorts. I saw his peter. He let me touch it and he touched me. I told him it felt good when he touched the button at the top and he said that's why mommy felt good too. I asked why you had to bounce on her. He showed me. He got between my legs and rubbed his peter against my button. It felt really good and his peter got really hard until we both felt really really good"

Chris was shocked at the innocent yet erotic confession that just came from his little girl's mouth. He found himself having to shift and adjust himself as he listened. "How long ago did that happen? Did it happen only that once?"

"Two Christmases before we moved. And we do it every time he stays with us."

Once again Chris sat stunned. His mind doing the calculations of how young the cousins were when they started their secret affair as well as the number of times they had shared a bed. His nephew was even younger than his little girl. How did he even know what sex was? His mind eventually came back to his original question. "If you knew what boys look like, why were you watching me in the shower?"

"Because the last time he stayed the night, he told me we were doing it wrong. That he was supposed to put it inside me. He tried but it hurt too much and I made him stop. I didn't understand how you could put it inside mommy and make her feel good. I wanted to know if yours was different from Wayne's. But yours is so much bigger than his! How can it feel good? I don't want to do it wrong, Daddy. I even tried to put my fingers in it but it still hurt. Is there something wrong with me Daddy?" Her eyes looked up sadly at him.

He chuckled and couldn't help but hug her. "No, of course there isn't anything wrong with you. You and Wayne are just inexperienced. If it's done right it won't hurt as bad and then after the first time, it won't hurt at all. But the first time needs to be with someone who loves you and knows what to do to make it easier for your first time."

His hand rubbed up and down her thin arm as she wrapped them around his waist, hugging him tight, cuddling against him. By now he was sitting with his back against the headboard, half of his body hanging off her twin size bed while she curled against the other side of him.

"....can you do it Daddy?"

His body froze, not quite believing what he had just heard. "What?"

"Can you be the first?"

"I'm sorry baby girl. I'm your daddy, it can't be me."

She sat up, turning to him with her knees sinking into the mattress as if ready to beg. " Why can't it be you? No one loves me more than you Daddy. And I have heard you with Mommy, I know you can do it right. Please daddy?"

His heart hammered in his chest as he stared at his beautiful little girl, her eyes pleading as her lips pushed out in a pout he was familiar with. He had never been able to resist that look. And his mind was already picturing what she was asking for. And his own body was responding to those images. Still he tried again to remain a responsible father.

"We can't baby. I could get into big trouble if anyone found out"

"I promise not to tell anyone, Daddy! No one will ever find out!"

She grabbed his hand with both of hers, clutching it to her nearly flat chest. "Pretty please, Daddy"

Again his mind played through images of what she was asking, like a porno featuring his daughter with her gorgeous blue eyes staring up at him as they carried out various acts of depravity. And his dick was harder than it had ever been.

"...OK..." He agreed.

Suddenly she squeeled, her smile radiant as she threw her arms around him. He took in the space around him, His little girl's bedroom and couldn't bring himself to defile this space.

He stood up " let's go to my room, we'll have more room."

Without hesitation she gave an excited "Ok!" Bouncing to her feet and pulling him by his hand towards the room he shares with her Mommy.

Once inside she asked, "should I get undressed?"

Feeling his cock twitch in his jeans he nodded. He watched her hands reach down and pull her nightgown over her head. She dropped it to the side. Then without a hint of of reservations, she pushed her panties down and shoved them aside with her foot.

"Your turn Daddy!"

Slowly Chris started to remove his clothes. First his Tshirt, then his jeans. He heard her breath catch as she saw his cocktail straining against his boxers. And when he pushed those down as well her eyes grew, her mouth slightly dropping open as she got her first up close look of a grown man's hard cock pointed up straight towards her face. Her eyes raised up to meet his as she whispered in awe.

"can I touch it?"

His adams apple bobbed as he swallowed and nodded. He watched as her hand reached out. He heard her giggle as it twitched and bounced when her soft fingertips first grazed it. The she was wrapping her hand around his shaft, amazed that her fingers were no where near touching. She felt it pulsate again in her grasp. His eyes closed, his head falling back as her hand slowly stroked down his shaft all the way to his public wall before slowly stroking all the way back to the tip. She watched as a clear drop of precum seeped out of the tip.
Suddenly he was yelling out in surprise and ecstasy as his tip was suddenly enveloped by her warm wet mouth, her tongue sliding across to get its first taste of her Daddy. He looked down, needing to watch as his cock slid inside his baby girl's lips. She pushed down several inches. Her eyes looking up to meet his as his cocktail hit the back of her throat, feeling her slightly gagging as her eyes watered. He had never seen such a beautiful sight in his life. She pulled back grinning as a line of spit trailed from his tip to her lips.

"Wow daddy. It's so big! I could never suck the whole thing like I can Wayne's."

His voice coming out hoarse he replied. "It's ok. It takes practice, some day you might even take it down your throat without gagging. "

He gestured towards the bed. "Go on and hop up. It's Daddy's turn to make you feel good Baby girl."

He watched her as she climbed up. Getting a great view of her puckered little asshole and her pink pretty little pussy.

"Get in the middle and lie on your back" he advised.

Once she is settled he crawls between her legs. She gasps at the first feel of his hands touching her knees, pushing them up and out, spreading them wide open. His calloused hands trailing up the silkiest thighs he has ever felt. Her eyes watching him, pleading for his touch in her favorite spot. He paused for a moment, drinking in the sight before him. Her blonde hair spilling out on the pillows, her alabaster skin on display. Her puffy blush pink nipples pointing out from the slight swelling of her budding breasts. Her thighs spread open, knees bent and pulled back, her small feet with pink toenails almost pointed. She looked like she was posing as a ballerina again, but one who lost her leotard, because in the middle of all of that, her small little pussy lips, the same pink as her nipples was just spreading open like the prettiest flower on the prettiest background, glistening with Dew.
His hand reached out, his middle finger stretched over it from top to bottom, marveling that he could hide the whole slit with just one finger. He heard Tabitha whimper and her hip rocked upwards, begging for his touch. He trails the tip of his finger from her clit down her slick crease petting down to her inner pussy and opening, tapping it with his finger. She moans biting her lip. His finger slides back to her clit, circling it slowly and gradually speeding up.

Her head falls back, eyes closing, gripping the covers as her daddy's hands touched her button better than anything ever had. He voice ringing in his ears as she whimpers and calls out.

"Daaddyy..."

He watched as her nectar spilled out of her opening. Unable to resist, he leaned in and caught it on his tongue. It was the sweetest pussy he's ever tasted. His tongue follows it to the source, pressing inside to find more.

Her voice rings out, her back bowing up off the bed as she feels a tongue pressing inside her for the first time. She didn't know anything could ever feel this good.

His tongue draws up her pussy lips to her tiny swollen clit. Flicking against it before going back down to fuck her tight little whole. He feels her walls tightening on his tongue. He knows he is about to give his precious baby an orgasm for the first time. He pulls his tongue back from her opening to her clit. He pushes the tip of his index finger inside her as his lips wrap around her clit, sucking on it hard while the tip of his tongue strums it.

Tabitha is overwhelmed by all these new powerful sensations. Feeling a powerful force building higher and higher in her lower tummy, feeling like she is about to explode. And she does.

"DAADDDYYYYY!!!" she screams.

Just as her orgasm rushed over her, Chris pushed his finger all the way inside her, breaking through any resistance and holding it there. Feeling her walls clinched down squeezing it. She was so tight.

He stares up at her flushed face from between her thighs. A sheen of sweat making her skin glow. Softly lapping up her pussy as she slowly comes back down. But he doesn't let her rest for long. His tongue starts its work once more. Gently running it over her clit over and over. And his finger inside her starts to move. Pulling out before pushing back in. This was another new feeling to her. Feeling her daddy's thick finger pushing deep into her over and over. His tongue continued to softly tease her clit. Her hips started raising up to meet his invading finger, her body seeking more. He pulled it back again and the next time it pushed in, he added a second finger, instantly pushing it deep.

She screamed again. Feeling her walls stretching around his intrusion. She continued to meet his every invasion. Her hips rocking. Chris paid attention to her body and what it was asking for. He used his fingers and spread them, stretching her tight walls little by little. Getting her ready.
He could feel a steady stream of precum leaking from his cock his hand wrapped around it, stroking slowly. He could tell by her whimpers and the way her body was reacting that she was ready. He started trailing his kisses up her body, across her hips, her flat belly, his mouth and tongue and teeth gently teasing her skin. His fingers kept up the rhythm in and out of her. Her walls coating them in their sweet juices. He paused to worship her nipples, taking time on each. Sucking, kissing, nibbling until both were standing out like hard pink pebbles.
Then his lips found hers. His tongue pushing inside, stroking along hers. She could taste herself on his tongue. She whimpered, feeling that familiar ball of need snowballing deep inside her. He felt her squeezing his fingers. He kept his lips on hers, but his fingers pulled from inside her, wrapping around his cockhead to smear it with her juice. Tabitha started to whimper in protest at suddenly being empty, her hips arching to find them to fill her void.

Suddenly something else was pressing against her. It was hot as it pushed against her. Thicker than both of his gingers that had been inside her. She pulled back, looking up at her daddy in protest.

"Daddy, it's too big! It won't fit!"

He nuzzles her neck with his face, cooing at her, "shhh, it's ok.. I love you and would never hurt you. You'll get used to it quickly."

With that his cock pushed it's way inside, her pussy stretching wide open. He pushed in slowly, pausing to let her adjust after every inch. He pushed until he felt her cervix tapping the tip of his cock. "Good girl.." he murmurs in her ear "you're doing so well... look how much you've take." Panting she looks down between their bodies to see all but 2 inches of her daddy's cock pushed inside her her pussy wrapped tightly around the shaft as big as her wrist.

She smiles up at him. "I did it daddy!"

Chris couldn't believe his precious baby girl's pussy walls were tightly wrapped around his cock. His voice strained, " Daddy's gonna fuck you now ok?"

Biting her lip she nods. And he starts to move. He started slow, pulling back about an inch before pushing back, keeping himself buried deep inside her. Her hips start rocking with him. Her breath getting faster. Her sweet moans calling to his own needs.

His strokes get longer and longer. Till he is pulling almost all the way out before plunging deep inside her. She grunts with every thrust of his cocktail hitting deep inside her.

Chris grabs her legs, pulling them up his chest, her ankles resting near his ears. Her little buddy folded in half as he starts to pound into her. His pelvis getting closer and closer to her little ass with every thrust until her screams are accompanied by the slaps of skin against skin. Her little ass turning pink from the force of his hips smacking against her.
Her pussy starts to flutter around him. Her walls begin to squeeze him tighter and tighter. He groans as his thrusts are forcibly slowed.

"Ohh.. yeah Tabitha. Cum for Daddy, Baby. You take cock so well sweetie. Cum on Daddy's cock!"

With her Daddy's encouragement her body exploded like never before. Her nails claw at his back as she clutches him. Her mouth open in a silent scream before a guttural scream bursts from her throat. Her vision turning white. And her pussy... her sweet pussy is clenching and unclenching, squeezing and milking his cock. His hips pick up speed. Riding her through it, drawing her to another and another climax.

He groans as her pussy milks him. His cock pushing harder and deeper.

"OH GOD Baby!!! Your gonna make Daddy cum!.... UNGH... OH FUUUCKK!! HEERREE IT COMESS!! TAKE IT BABY!! TAKE DADDY'S CUM!!"

Tabitha feels his cock swelling inside her. And then something warm and wet squirting deep inside her. The feeling sending her into another toe curling orgasm of her own..

"DAADDDYYYY!!!!"

Chris's face rested on her shoulders, his breath panting. He wraps an arm around her and keeping his dick deep inside her rolls to his back, pulling her on top. Her small body draped over him, and with her daddy still deep inside her, she immediately fell asleep, feeling safe and content.

...

A few hours later Tabitha awaken again, feeling the thick cock still stretching her. Thinking about how it had felt when she came earlier, her pussy, already wet and full of her daddy's cum started to move on it's own. Naturally rocking back and forth. She felt it start getting hard, filling her walls as it slowly got harder and thicker with every rock of her hips.

She whimpered quietly. But the thick warm hands grab her little ass. Slowly lifting her up and down on his cock, teaching her how ride it. His hand slides down, his finer collecting their cum off his shaft before slide back up to circle her tight little rosebud.

She moans louder.

He spreading his knees he sits up. Her legs on either side of his, keeping her cradled in his lap, her little pussy wide open as he bounces her harder on his cock. He dips his head to catch her lips in a searling kiss. Their combined fluids dripping down his shaft and balls. He collects more on his finger before pusing it inside her tight little ass hole. Slowly stroking it in and out of her as she bounces harder and more desperately on his cock.

She throws her head back. Her cries echoing against the bedroom walls. He watches as his baby girl starts to come apart in his arms and he is right there with her. Emptying his cum inside her once again. Gripping her shoulder and slamming her down onto his cock over and over. Painting the walls of her pussy in his white cream.

When their breathing settled and their hearts were no longer beating wildly he stood up and carried her to the bathroom. His cock unwilling to leave the warmth of her body.

Her turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature. All the while he was gently kissing her. Her eyes, her cute little nose, her cheeks, her shoulders. Stepping under the shower spray his lips continued their journey. Licking and kissing her collarbone and her neck, his cock growing inside her once again. As his lips captured hers, her back was pressed against the cool wall as he started thrusting in her once again. This time it was for his own desire. Unable to resist fucking her tight little body one more time before morning. Steam filled the room, sweat making their bodies slipper as he let out a growl. His cock desperately pounding against her cervix.
Tabitha cried out at the pleasure pain that her body was taking. Her body responding immediately.

"Yes Daddy! Don't stop! It feels s-so good!" She cried.

"Cum inside me Daddy!" She begged.

Hearing her please Chris felt his balls responding.

"Oh God baby! You want Daddy's cum?"

"Yes Daddy! Fill me up again! Pleassse!"

"Here it is Baby! Take it!"

With that he slams inside her, one two, three, four times as his cum filled her tight little pussy. And as she feels his cum pumping into her, her pussy convulsed, squeezing every last drop from him.

His cock slipped from her body for the first time in hours. She whimpered at the sudden emptiness. Her pussy clenching as their cum trailed down her thighs. Using his hands Chris gently washed her body with soap, his fingers dipping between her folds. Tabitha clung to him as his touch danced across her tender, sensitive flesh.

Chris quickly finished washing himself. Afterwards he wrapped her in her favorite towel. And carried her back to her room. Pausing to grab her discarded clothes from his bedroom floor. He sat on her bed with her standing between his legs, toweling her dry as he had many times when she was much smaller. He held her panties for her to step into, pulling them up and patting her pussy softly, sending a lingering jolt through her body. He helped her back into her nightgown. Pulling her cover back for her to climb in. Tucking her in with a sweet kiss to her forehead, and then unable to resist, her sweet lips.

"Remember Sweetheart, you can't ever tell anyone what we did. No one can ever know I was your first."

"OK Daddy. I promise" she smiles at him.

"Get some sleep honey. Your mom will be waking you up early. Goodnight "

Before he could walk away, Tabitha was rehabbing his hand. "Daddy?... Can we do it again sometime?"

Though his balls were completely spent, he felt his cock twitch against his towel. "If that's something you want Baby, we will try to find time to do it again. I promise."

She smiled happily, her blue eyes sparkling in the soft glow of her night light. And with a soft "Goodnight" she closed her eyes, falling into a deep sleep.