Chapter 12

She went to her room and was gone for a few minutes. When she came back into the living room, she was wearing her cat costume; heels, mask, no bra or panties—just like at the party. The memories flooded back stronger than ever and my cock betrayed me. Erin walked right up to me and I realized one reason why it never dawned on me that night that the cat girl could be my daughter: she was at least three or four inches taller with those heels on.

Erin’s tits were less than an inch from my chest and she only had to turn her head up slightly to look at me. I could feel her body heat radiating on me. My boner was pushing my pants out in attempt to get at her and I was speechless. Erin spoke first: “Like I said; it’s just sex between a man and a woman.” She then looked down at my bulging pants and said, “I can see you want to, so stop over-thinking it and just let go.”

I reached up and put my hands on her shoulders. But then she took my hands and moved them, placing them on her breasts and held them there. I could feel her nipples pressing into my palms and her breasts felt magnificent. I asked her if she was really sure about this and she took one of my hands and pushed it down her body and inside her yoga pants.

She said, “Feel me—does it feel like I’m sure?” Her still hairless vagina was hot to the touch and she was already wet. No doubt about it, she was sure. My finger already knew where her clit was hiding and went to play. My other hand began tentatively massaging her breast and she unzipped my pants.

She found the fly in my boxers and pulled my hard cock out through it. Then she hooked a thumb in each side of the hem line of her pants and pushed them down to mid thigh level. I helped her the rest of the way with her pants, sliding them down her perfectly shaped legs while she stood up-right.

When I was on my knees, my face was at the same level as her bare pussy; her yoga pants where in a heap around her ankles. She lifted one leg and then the other as I slipped the pants off over each high heel. My daughter was naked from the waist down and her vagina was shinny with moisture.

Unable to resist, I took her wet pussy in my mouth and sucked down as much of her juices as I could. And the more I sucked, the more she made. She opened her stance as wide as her ankles would allow in her heels while I gave her slick cunt a tongue lashing. Her hands went to the back of my head and her fingers buried themselves in my hair as she pulled my face into her crotch.

Because she kept shifting her stance, I figured out that she wasn’t very comfortable in the heels, so I took her hand and walked her to my bedroom. She sat down on the bed with all of the style and grace as if she was being seated at a five star restaurant. My Erin was a very sexy and sensual young woman!

She then opened her legs wide and made the ‘come here’ gesture with her index finger. I went back to eating her out and she put her legs up over my shoulders; knees spread wide and feet crossed behind my back. In that position, I had better oral access to her than the first time. I was able to push my tongue into her vagina and fuck her with it. Erin was being much more vocal now. Hearing my daughter moan in sexual pleasure—from me—was an amazing turn on.

The ‘taboo factor’ in what we were doing was off the charts. Even so, Erin knew how to up the game. She said, “Oh, yeah, Daddy! Eat my pussy! Oh my god, Daddy; that feels SO GOOD!” I was emboldened by her ‘smut talking’ and really went to work on her. I explored every part of her vagina with my lips and tongue as I did before, only this time I wasn’t going to stop until she came on my face.

Pretty soon, I got what I was looking for. She grabbed my head, pulled it into her crotch and had a screaming, squirting orgasm. My open mouth caught her gushing fluids and it was a mouthful! She looked down at me through her cat mask and I opened wide so she could see her cum in my mouth.