Chloe and Allen Ch. 07

Chloe continued her gyrations up and down on him, almost jerking him off with her naked body. It felt amazing! Almost too amazing, since she could definitely make him cum just from that, after all he had been through tonight. "My Daddy love, thassnice. So nice. Also...guesswhat, my Daddy?"

"What, my Chloe?"

She chuckled at the term, mimicking what she'd been calling him all night. "Clever, my boy. But lissen. Gotta say this. I really, really, really want to feel your naked cock against my skin, my Daddy love."

"Chl--"

"Shushie, you Mr. Poopiehead! I know not tonight, cuz you're a stupidhead. But I'm naked in my Daddy's arms right now, and I love, love, love that. You're holding your naked daughter, Daddy. I need you naked, too. We're gonna do that thing, you know. Yessireebob! S'only fair," she stated, repeating her earlier argument.

Allen could only stay silent, since frankly, she was probably right. He really hoped for that wish of hers to come true.

"We gonna go pee now. Well, I dunno about you, but I sure am! But first, one more secret. I'm a secret machine, my Daddy! Heress another." She pulled her body away to grab his cock again and wrapped her hand fully around his rigid shaft through his shorts to tell him, "I love the taste of your cum, Daddy."

Fuck! She had better let go, or he was going to cum in his pants right now! When? How did she taste his cum? Did she mean his pre-cum?

Chloe was apparently perceptive enough to see the confusion on his face, and she clarified. "My giftie to you, Daddy. You obvi'sly liked my panties very, very much! Heehee! Your cum all over them was yummy yummy yum!"

Then she looked at him sternly, which only translated into an adorably cute face that melted him again, as she declared, "Seri'sly, my Daddy love, thassnice 'n' tasty. You better let me drink up more of that stuff, mister! Iss almost as good as my yummy juices! Share and share alike, I am told. So, give it up, buster. But yeah, yeah, blah, blah, poopiehead, not now," she winked.

But then she held his gaze, waiting for something. Allen finally gave a nod of agreement, and she thankfully released his penis as she replied, "Good boy," patting his cockhead as she said it.

"Now iss peepee time. And at thiss point, we better hurry. Lessgo, bub." She reached up with her lips to gently kiss him once more, holding one hand lovingly behind his head as she did so. She closed her eyes and moaned her delight into his mouth before letting go and grabbing his hand, leading them out into the hallway.

As they entered the hall, Chloe started skipping, apparently happy to be out there in just her skin. She admitted as much to Allen, sharing another secret that she frequently went naked up there, stripping as soon as she was out of sight on the staircase. And now that she walked bare-assed to her morning shower ("Imma keep doing that, Daddy, bucko, hope thass OK with you." Allen assured her it was very, very OK with him.), she was more often than not clothes free up there now. "So, no peeking, Daddy." Another wink.

As they entered the bathroom, Allen's adorable baby girl issued her instructions. "I might fall, Daddy, so you gotta hold me up. I sit. You hold! C'm'ere." Still holding his hand, she used her other the lift the toilet seat lid then sat down.

She pulled him to his knees in front of her and spread her legs, offering him a blatant and gorgeous view of her still-aroused teen pussy. He couldn't help but stare. She whispered reverently, "You like my pussy, Daddy," and gently caressed his cheek for a moment.

Then she continued her instructions. "OK, bucko. You better hold on so I don't fall. And lissen, mister, you better pick the right hand holds!" she declared, sticking her chest toward him as a clear hint. Allen was highly amused.

She obviously needed no help sitting up without falling, but he was now just totally enjoying the silly nature of his tipsy daughter's shenanigans and was happy to play along. After all, she was naked, for God's sake!

But that didn't mean he couldn't tease her when he got the chance. So, he made his choice. He reached his hands as if heading toward her breasts but then placed them on her thighs, sliding them up to her waist. He looked up at her innocently.

"Thass not what I meant, you stupidhead!" she admonished, slapping at his shoulder, and Allen couldn't help but laugh. Then Chloe's nose wrinkled cutely, and she joined him, giggling, one of the most delightful sounds that existed anywhere. "Daddy's funny. OK, fine, dummyhead."

Then his little girl focused on the task at hand and looked down at herself. She leaned back a little on the seat and brought her hand to her pussy, right in front of Allen. "Look, Daddy. Lookie at it. It looks like I already peed. Oopsie. I better cleanup."

Chloe's fascinating young pussy was indeed pink, swollen, and coated again with her juices, which of course had continued to flow after he cleaned her with her panties. Allen watched transfixed as his daughter stuck two fingers into her pussy and scooped up a generous amount of her pussy juices before bringing them to her mouth to suck them clean.

"Holy fuck, Chloe!" He exclaimed before he could stop himself. He was indeed doomed to cum in his shorts at some point this eventful night.

"Tsk tsk, language, my Daddy," Chloe scolded with a grin, her mouth full of fingers as she continued scooping and eating all of her juices as he watched, mesmerized. Jesus! That was so fucking hot! "Guesswhat, Daddy."

"What?"

"None for you, stupidhead!" She then looked at him and emphasized, "Some day, Daddy. You will taste me and know that you have done so. And you will really see what a stupidhead you are!" Then she laughed extra hard, though he wasn't sure why.

"Well then, at long last, it's peepee time," Chloe announced. Allen slid his thumbs toward his baby girl's pussy hair and played with the silky heart-shaped patch while he looked between his daughter's spread, toned legs and watched her pee. There was a lot! She had, after all, consumed three alcoholic drinks at the party and who knows how many non-alcoholic ones. He was surprised her bladder had held out this long.

Once again, Allen was transfixed by the sight in front of him. He was surprised at how much watching his teen daughter pee turned him on.

Of course, her perfect pussy always excited him. And the close up views of her tonight, so intensely aroused and spread open, pink and waiting, kept his cock threatening to burst from his pants. But this was even more.

Watching the pee flow, feeling her belly muscles moving under his hands, gazing at her pussy through and around the stream, it was an amazing experience. He had thought this was just a one-time silly thing his drunken daughter was making him do. But it was way hotter than he had expected. "Chloe, that's awesome!" he admitted, captivated.

"Daddy, it's just peepee," she stated as it continued to flow in a long stream.

"No, precious, no. I don't understand it. I...Chloe, this is my secret to tell you, and even I didn't know it until now. So, it's a brand new secret, just for you. This is such a turn on for me! Watching you pee. FEELING you pee. Even the sound of it. I don't know why. It's very, very thrilling. It would make me so hard for you, all by itself. But of course, I've been hard all night," he chuckled. "So...well...uh...thank you for letting me be here."

"Really, Daddy?" Chloe thought about it and concluded gently, "Thass pretty cool, my Daddy love. You're welcome. Maybe we do this again."

"I think I would like that."

At last the unexpectedly thrilling stream turned to a trickle, and Allen felt Chloe's muscles squeeze out her final squirts into the bowl.

"Time t'wipe," Chloe stated the obvious. She balled up some toilet paper and proceeded to drop the wad on the floor. "Oops!" Allen picked it up and handed it back to her. It fell out of her hand to her other side. "Oopsie again! I guess you have to do it, Daddy."

"Seriously?" He arched an eyebrow at her, clearly onto her game. Not that he cared to call her on it.

"Yup. Lessgo, bub."

Ha. Allen was getting to like that phrase. He picked up the tissue and realized the opportunity being presented to him.

"Front to back, Daddy," Chloe instructed, her voice soft as she apparently took in the scene she had created for herself. So Allen reached between his own young daughter's legs and wiped her pussy, front to back is directed, cleaning his precious little girl of her pee.

He should have just dropped the wad of paper into the water at that point, but he didn't. His curiosity was too strong. He raised the damp ball from between her legs and up to his nose, breathing in the scent. He closed his eyes and breathed in again, more deeply. He didn't know what he expected, but even that was a turn on. Slightly sweet, a little pungent, but completely hot!

God, what the heck?

Allen decided not to question it too much. This was clearly a new thing, and his cock would grow larger and harder if that weren't impossible right now, so it was obviously something he wanted to happen again some day. That was four of his five senses that got turned on by his daughter and her pee. He wasn't quite ready to delve into the fifth right now, though he guessed how that would go.

"You like it, Daddy?" his baby girl asked quietly, gently, putting her hand on his cheek.

Allen looked up into her gorgeous green eyes. "Yes, precious. I like it very much. Wow. I don't know why, but I really, really, do," Allen admitted, as surprised as she probably was. He dropped the exciting treasure between his little girl's still-spread legs.

"Thass really cool," Chloe repeated. "Hey, guesswhat."

"What?"

"I love you, Daddy." And she bent over to kiss him on the cheek from her perch. He enjoyed the feeling and was very happy for her acceptance of his new discovery with her. "Daddy?" she asked quietly, her soft lips right next to his ear.

"Yes, my love?"

"Do you have to pee?"

Allen realized he really did have to pee. And quite urgently, now that the idea was planted.

Could he do this with her there? That was probably a bad idea. He could just have her turn around and take care of business quickly before helping her brush her teeth. He could also go to his own bathroom, of course, but he really didn't want to risk waking Kathy in his state and with her naked daughter walking the halls. No, that was an even worse idea.

On the other hand, she had been mostly good. So, maybe a reward, if carefully done.

"I do," he told her.

His little girl's beautiful green eyes lit up. "Lemme help! Oh, please, please, please, my Daddy love!" She gave him her patented pouty look that almost always won her what she was asking for. "S'only fair."

"OK," Allen responded simply. His little girl's face looked delightedly shocked. She must have thought he would be a poopiehead about this, too. He almost was. But he relented.

This had to be done carefully. "Only one rule, and it's very important. No touching!"

If Chloe was disappointed by the rule, that feeling apparently passed quickly with the realization she was going to get to see his penis tonight after all. "Okee dokee, Mr. Not Poopiehead. Issa deal. So...lessgo, bub."

She stood up and nodded her head at the toilet seat. "You sit. I hold." He looked at her. "You, not it, stupidhead! Like you did. Jusslike that. Now sit!" Chloe knelt in front of the toilet to assume her role of holder.

She was right about sitting. With how rock solid Allen was right now, there was no way he could pee standing up. It was going to be difficult enough to angle himself even when seated.

First things first, though: his shorts. His precious baby girl seemed to realize the needed step at that moment, too, and he could clearly see her work out that she was on her knees right in front of where it would happen. Her breath literally quickened, as he watched it all dawn on her. It made him very happy to see she was that excited about the prospect.

OK, then. As Chloe would say, lessgo, bub. Allen turned to face Chloe, and she inched herself around so she was right in front of him. Her sparkling, green eyes bulged wider than he'd ever seen them before as he brought his hands to his waistband.

He had to pull the material forward so it wouldn't get stuck on his steely-hard cock. He considered using the shorts to pull his cock all the way down and let it spring up comically, but he wanted to make a little bit of a more solemn presentation. So he reached inside and stood his cock straight up within his shorts, placing the waistband against the tip.

Then he began.

He slowly lowered his shorts in front of the mesmerized face of his teen daughter. She watched his cock appear before her face, inch by inch. Allen saw his little girl actually lick her lips, her breathing still heavy. As he finally passed his balls, Allen dropped the shorts to the ground and stepped out of them, kicking them to the side.

Allen stood there, letting is little girl adjust to the sight of him. She actually made a cute sound like a kitten mewling, which he assumed was a good thing. She moved her face closer, inspecting his rock-hard cock from literally only an inch away. She moved her eyes up, down, and all around, soaking in every centimeter of him. He could feel her breath on his cock, and that alone was almost enough to make him cum on her face.

"My Daddy love," his precious baby girl cooed with deep sincerity. "Iss beautiful. Juss really, completely, totally, amazingly beautiful!" She looked up at him with what looked like almost tears in her eyes. "God, Daddy. I love it! I really, really love it so very, very much. You let me see it, and I always love, love that. You show. I peek. S'fun. So very, very fun. You better keep doing that. A lot. A lot lot! But Daddy, I'm so close to it. I could just kiss it; I love it so much. I know, no touching, but oh please, oh please let me some day!"

"After tonight, my love, I expect there's little that would be able to prevent that," Allen admitted with a smile. "But for tonight, as you say, it's peepee time." Chloe backed up slightly so he could sit. She turned to face him as he did so, watching his cock closely on the way down.

As he sat, Chloe stated, "I hold," and brought her hands up to his chest as if grabbing breasts there. Then she laughed. "Juss kidding, poopiehead. I'm funny." She put her hands on his thighs like he had done and slid them up to the top.

Allen sat with his hard cock still sticking straight up in the air. She looked at it from above while he gazed again at her perfect nude form, marveling at how long they had been together with her completely naked.

"Thassnice, my Daddy. I love that thing." Chloe was staring at the erection pointing straight up at her face, seemingly soaking in the sight. Then she giggled. "Daddy, iss wet."

She was right, of course. He had been leaking pre-cum all night, as was evidenced by the huge stain on his shorts. And like his little girl, he was still dripping. Given the situation, it was quite a bit. Allen squeezed his tip between a thumb and forefinger, and his little girl watched in fascination, as the drop got bigger. Allen scooped it up onto his first two fingers and brought it to his mouth. He stuck his tongue forward, so his baby girl could watch him lather the large drop onto it before pulling his tongue back in and swallowing his first serving. "Mmmm!"

In her tipsy state, even Chloe's looks of envy were cute. Allen repeated the whole process, chuckling with teasing amusement at his little girl's rapt attention, following the tasty drop through its entire route, until it disappeared. "S'only fair," Allen quipped with a smirk.

"Daddy," his baby girl pouted, sadly--and adorably.

Then Allen made his young daughter watch the process again, right up to the point where his coated fingers were near his tongue. There, he paused and whispered, "Hey, Chloe, guess what."

"What, Daddy?"

"Unlike some people, I share." Allen was rewarded with the most beautiful brightening of his daughter's face as she realized what he meant. He fell in love with her all over again in that moment.

"Daddy? My Daddy love? Really? Really, really?"

"Shhh. Open up, precious," Allen instructed gently. Chloe's soft, perfect lips parted to receive his offering. He gently pushed his pre-cum covered fingers into his little girl's mouth. It was his turn to be fascinated, as he watched her reaction.

Chloe closed her eyes and sat back on her heels. Allen saw her moving her tongue to coat the inside of her mouth with his juices before swallowing. "Mmmm is right, Daddy. Thassnice. Thass so, so tasty. So yummy. I love that stuff. Makes me horny, Daddy, so much." Allen almost could see his teen daughter's exposed areolas swell and her bare nipples harden even more as she said that, but that was probably his imagination.

Allen enjoyed a nice meal with Chloe. He had always liked the taste of his pre-cum and was happy to see his daughter shared that opinion.

Given the situation, with this gorgeous, naked, nubile young woman on her knees before him, almost as if to take him into her mouth, adding to all the sexy play tonight, this meal could probably last forever. He would keep producing pre-cum indefinitely.

As it was, they each had four more very generous servings before he called a halt to the feast. Allen had squeezed as much juice as he could each time, coating three fingers thickly, feeding the ravenous young beauty between his legs as she slurped, licked, and sucked on his fingers hungrily.

His baby girl's reactions throughout were sexy and adorable and loving. She cooed. She mewled. She exclaimed in delight. She giggled. And she thanked him, seriously and sincerely and deeply, her face getting solemn before brightening again with her joy that he was doing this with her. That they were doing this together.

But really, he was sitting here for a reason, and it actually wasn't for the erotic thrill of feeding his pre-cum to his little daughter. "Chloe, guess what."

"What, Mr. Delicious Not Poopiehead?" she chuckled, licking her lips.

"It's peepee time."

"Yup. S'OK. Thought so, Daddy. I hold." She reestablished her (completely unnecessary but entirely welcome) grip at the top of his thighs near his cock.

"I'm going to push this down to aim it inside the bowl. That's not easy. It's so hard. For you, sweetheart."

"For me, my Daddy," she quietly echoed. She stared at his steel-hard erection as he struggled to point it down far enough to not pee all over her. As he told her he was going to start, she moved her thumbs inward, rubbing onto and around the trimmed patch of hair above his cock, mirroring his playing with her silky heart.

He peed. Like Chloe, he had saved up quite a tankful by now, and the constricting angle made it last extra long. His little girl cooed with excitement to be that close, witnessing the event.

"I feel it Daddy! I feel you peeing from your belly. Thass cool. Thass hot." She leaned her head between his legs to watch his penis relieve itself. "Wow. Wowie wow! Look at that. I wish I could hold it for you. Shush mister, I know."

She caressed the muscles involved and looked at her hands in wonder. Her eyes told him what she was going to say next. "Daddy, I have a new secret, too. We're always the same, Daddy. This is so, so hot!" She reached her hand down and placed it over her pussy and clamped her legs together with a groan to emphasize her point.

Allen finally finished, and Chloe insisted, "Don't shake! Imma wipe it." She batted her eyes at him. Kind of. "S'only fair." She reached for some toilet paper and held a small wad in front of him. "Lessgo, bub."

"Chloe--"

"Shush. Truss me, Daddy." He did. He carefully fished out his still-thick, hard cock for her, as requested, without giving it a shake. And sure enough, a few drops were left over and started trickling down his tower of steely flesh. With some emphasis, his little girl showed him her free hand and put it behind her back. She then brought her face less than an inch from his cock, and he felt her warm breath on him again as she followed her hand up while she stroked him from bottom to top with her small ball of paper, reaching the tip with a cute flourish, as if to say, "ta da!"