Chapter 8: My Daughter, My Lover

The last of my defenses had been swept away, as had my conscience and all of my inhibitions. Apparently Kimmy had never had such inhibitions; the only thing keeping her from giving herself to me right from the beginning was my own reluctance. Even that had disappeared, leaving no more barriers between us.

Neither of us wanted to get out of bed, and we didn't. She rolled over on top of me, and as I stroked her back she smothered my face and neck with kisses.

I lay there with what was probably a stupid grin on my face, just enjoying her ministrations. It felt so good that I didn't want it to stop. I ran my hands up and down her back in a loving caress, loving the feel of her soft skin.

After a while she ceased her barrage of kisses and lay her head down on my chest. I continued to stroke her, basking in the intimacy of her body against mine.

A few minutes later she raised her head. "I'm going to take a shower now, Daddy," she said.

"Do you want some company?" I asked with a grin.

"Of course," she replied. "I think we should take our showers together from now on. We can wash each other's backs like we did last night."

"Actually, I'd rather wash your front," I laughed.

"You can do that too."

We finally left the bed, and Kimmy took my hand and led me into the bathroom. We were both still nude, so we just turned on the water and stepped into the tub. As the warm spray cascaded over us, Kimmy wrapped her arms around me and hugged me to her. I could feel myself growing hard again, my cock pressing between her legs. This time I didn't even try to hide it.

Kimmy stepped back and took it in one of her hands. She slowly stroked it up and down, causing me to groan.

"Oh god, baby, that feels so good!" I told her, and she smiled at me. Then she reached for the soap. She squirted a little into her hands, then massaged it into my cock and balls.

"Let's get this all nice and clean for me," she said as she worked.

I stood there, loving the sensation she was giving me. Had I not recently climaxed, I would probably have gone off right there. As it was, she spent several minutes fondling me.

I reached out and slipped my hands onto her breasts and gave them the same attention she was giving me. I squeezed and rubbed and kneaded them in my hands. Kimmy really did have the most beautiful, luscious little tits in the world. Perhaps they weren't as big as a full-grown woman's, but on her body they were just right.

After a few minutes of mutual groping, she turned me around. "Now it's time to wash your back," she said. She picked up the soap again, but for some reason didn't apply any to my back. I could hear her moving around back there and wondered what was going on. A moment later it all became clear as she pressed her body up against mine.

She had lathered up the whole front of her body, and started to rub it up and down my back. I stood there in shock at the sensation, excited by the thought of what she was doing to me. She was using her own body to wash my back.

She even jumped up and wrapped her arms and legs around me like a piggyback ride. I held her legs as she continued to rub up and down against my back in that erotic massage.

Unfortunately, it eventually had to end. She climbed back down off of me and turned me back around again.

"Now your turn," she said with a grin. "I want you to wash my back just like I washed yours."

I was more than happy to oblige her. I let her soap up my front, then she turned around. I leaned in and rubbed up against her, but I didn't stop there. I made sure my hard cock slid between her legs, and reached around to fondle her tits. Only then did I start rubbing up and down her back.

The slippery sensation was almost enough to bring me to another orgasm, so I couldn't keep it up for long. Kimmy obviously sensed it too, because after a few minutes she stepped forward away from me, and I was forced to reluctantly release her.

"Not yet," she grinned. "I have something special in mind for you." I couldn't wait to find out what it was.

By now the water was growing cold, so we quickly rinsed away the soap, then turned it off and stepped out of the shower. We took our times drying each other, standing nice and close so that we frequently rubbed up against each other's bodies as we worked each other over. It felt nice just to run my hands over her, even with the towel between my hands and her skin.

When we were finished, we headed back out to the bedroom. I reached for one of the dresser drawers to get some clothes, but Kimmy grabbed my hand.

"Oh no you don't," she grinned. "You're not allowed to wear clothes today."

"Yes mommy," I teased, but I didn't try to get dressed. Instead, I sat down on the bed and motioned her over to me. She climbed onto my lap, straddling me and wrapping her legs around mine. She pressed her body up against my own, and leaned in for a kiss.

I kissed her back hungrily, holding her tightly to me. My lips attacked hers, and our tongues teased each other's. Meanwhile, she wriggled on my lap, stimulating my swollen cock. She knew exactly what she was doing; this time the motion wasn't incidental, but deliberately designed to drive me into a frenzy. It was working.

After a few minutes of this, she reached down between us and guided it to her entrance. I pulled back.

"Slow down there," I told her with a smile. "Maybe you can keep going twenty-four hours a day, but I don't have that kind of energy. Let's go eat breakfast first."

"I know what I want for breakfast," she said, glancing down between us, and I suddenly realized what she meant. I nearly gasped at the thought. Would she really be willing... ? Not even my previous girlfriends had done that for me.

She could see the excitement in my eyes because she gave me a seductive smile. "You'd like that, wouldn't you, Daddy?"

"Oh god yes, Kimmy," I breathed.

"After breakfast then," she said. "I'm going to make you feel really really really good."

"Then let's eat!" I said enthusiastically.

"Just a second," she told me. She rocked her hips forward, and I felt my engorged member entering her. I groaned at the sensation. Kimmy wrapped her legs around my hips and her arms around my neck and held me tightly. "Now stand up and carry me out to the kitchen," she said.

I rose to my feet, and she sank even deeper onto my cock, causing me to groan in pleasure again. I took a moment to get my balance; although she was light, the unusual arrangement of weight meant I had to adjust my stance to compensate. Once I got it figured out, I left the bedroom with her riding on my cock.

I decided just to have a light breakfast this morning; for one thing, I was anxious to get it over with and get back to having fun with my daughter, and for another, I didn't want to try cooking anything in this position and risk burning her. Still carrying her, I opened the pantry and grabbed a loaf of bread and a squeeze bottle of honey, then went to the refrigerator and retrieved the butter and milk. I placed this on the table, then slipped a couple of pieces of bread into the toaster and pressed the button down.

While I waited for it to pop up, I backed Kimmy up against the wall to give myself some leverage, then began to thrust into her. She squealed with delight as I fucked her there in the kitchen.

"Ooh Daddy, it feels so good!" she exclaimed. "I want to do this with you all day."

I had just gotten into a good rhythm when the toast popped up, so reluctantly we had to stop. I took the toast out and placed it on a plate to carry over to the table. I then sat down at the table with Kimmy still in my lap.

Kimmy surprised me by releasing me and leaning back, resting her upper torso on the table. She kept her legs wrapped around me though, with my cock buried inside of her. She grabbed one of the pieces of toast and placed it on her chest.

"I'll be your plate today," she grinned, and I laughed.

"I have to warn you," I told her, "I'll probably get crumbs all over, and then I'll have to lick them up."

"That's the idea," she said.

I reached for the butter and spread it on the bread as it sat on her chest. Then I grabbed the honey and squeezed a little onto it. On impulse, I "accidentally" let some of it dribble onto her tits.

"Oops," I grinned. "I missed." Then I leaned over and stuck out my tongue.

"Ooh!" Kimmy exclaimed with excitement as I licked the honey off of her, paying particular attention to the nipple. I remained there a little longer than was really necessary to get her clean, but then, I didn't exactly hear her complaining.

After I rose up, I gazed down into her beautiful face, which was staring back at me with adoration. Sometimes I just loved to look at her like this, especially with her nude.

"Aren't you going to accidentally spill some honey on the other side?" she asked in an innocent voice. I wasn't about to argue with her, so I picked up the bottle of honey and deliberately squeezed out a healthy amount onto her other breast. Kimmy reached down and scooped some up with one of her fingers, then stuck it in her mouth. "Mmm," she smiled. "Tastes good."

I was excited beyond belief by my daughter. Sometimes she could be so shy, but right now she was a sexy little slut. She knew just what to do to turn me on, and she wasn't holding back.

I leaned down again and ran my tongue all over her perky little tit, scooping up all of the honey and teasing her like crazy. I flicked it against the nipple, which elicited an excited mewling sound from her, almost like a kitten. And that's what she was, my little sex kitten.

My tongue stimulated her over and over again, keeping her nipple hard. I leaned in further and sucked on it, causing her to gasp. She cried out as I sucked it as hard as I could, intensifying the pleasure for it. When I nibbled lightly on it, her whimpering became a wail of pleasure. Her pussy tightened around my cock, and I realized she was having another orgasm.

After a few more minutes of stimulating her with my tongue to let her calm down from her climax, I finally got around to the task of eating my breakfast. I leaned over and nibbled on the toast without lifting it from her chest, making sure to get in quite a few "incidental" licks on her body as I did so.

After finishing it, I licked up all of the crumbs, most of which had gathered in the valley between her breasts. I took a long lick up her sternum all the way to her neck to make sure I got it all.

I handed her the other piece of toast, but instead of taking it, she shook her head. "I told you, I've got something else in mind for my breakfast," she said with a sly grin. There was no doubt what she meant this time, and my cock jumped inside of her in anticipation. She giggled at the sensation.

I wasn't about to waste any more time, so I hurriedly gobbled down the other piece of toast. I drank a quick glass of milk to wash it down, then carried my daughter out to the couch and sat down on it. She climbed off of me, which was in a way disappointing, but on the other hand, the anticipation of what was about to happen more than made up for it.

"Now it's time for me to thank you properly for being such a wonderful daddy," she smiled. She knelt in front of me and gently spread my legs. "Now just relax and enjoy this," she said. She took both of her tiny hands and wrapped them around the base of my shaft.

"Oh my god!" I breathed as she leaned in and opened her mouth. She let her tongue touch the tip for just a second, and I groaned again. She smiled, obviously enjoying the reaction she was getting out of me. She touched the tip with her tongue again, with similar results.

I couldn't believe how exquisite the lightest touch there could feel. It was kind of a ticklish sensation, but intensely pleasurable. I nearly jumped every time she teased me like that.