"Take your shower Daddy, I'll be out and fix your breakfast in a moment." I called from behind the bedroom's closed door.
I waited until I heard the shower running before I opened the bedroom door. I gingerly went down the hall past the bathroom and into the kitchen.
After I placed a couple bowls of oatmeal into the microwave I poured orange juice into glasses. I heard Daddy turn off the shower and waited with growing anxiety for him to join me in the kitchen.
He was whistling when he rounded the corner into the kitchen wrapped in his robe. He didn't notice me at first as he dried his hair with a towel. He sat down at the table and his mouth fell open. His eyes almost leaped from their sockets as he studied my voluptuous body revealed through the sheer pink baby-doll nightie I wore.
I handed him a glass of juice, "Morning Daddy."
He took it from my grasp with a trembling hand and chugged the contents. "Haley, what are you doing?"
"I don't know what you mean, Daddy." I replied coyly.
Daddy struggled hard to look me in the eyes instead of at my barely concealed breasts. "Do you think its appropriate for you to be strutting around in that outfit in front of your father?"
I reached for the hem of my see-through nightie where it rested high on my thigh. I knew the maneuver would draw Daddy's attention to my over heated body. I watched as his eyes followed the movement of my hand. I could feel the puffiness of my labia as excitement coursed through my core. I hoped Daddy could see that they glistened with wetness for him.
"What outfit Daddy? This is just my nightie. Do you like it?"
He shifted his weight in the chair trying to fight his growing erection. Hoarsely he said, "It shows everything you got."
I took a step towards him tugging at my nipples through the sheer material of my nightie, "And do you like everything I got, Daddy?"
"My goodness, Haley, you're my daughter. This isn't right."
"Yes, I'm your daughter and you're my father and we love each other very much. You're a man and I'm woman. I want you," my eyes traveled down to his erection straining from beneath the flap of his robe, "I can tell you want me. You do want me, don't you Daddy?"
I dropped to my knees in front of his chair and untied his robe. It fell open revealing his huge hard-on and bloated balls. His cock practically touched his belly button. I instinctively picked it up and began stroking it.
"You do want me, don't you Daddy?" I repeated the question.
With a lustful look in his eyes he said, "Yes, God forgive me, I do. I do want you Haley."
He hissed as I lowered my mouth to his inflamed cock and sucked heartily on its head while stroking the shaft.
I tried to keep my mouth on Daddy's squirting dick but it was like trying to drink from a fire hydrant. His cum filled my mouth and was soon running down my chin. It even dripped down on my heaving breasts. With a satisfied growl Daddy shot one more wad of cum into my mouth which I swallowed and then he was depleted.
He surveyed me with a self-conscious gaze, "Sorry, Haley. Its been so long. I'm sorry. This is so wrong. We'd better stop."
"I love you Daddy don't be sorry. I don't want to stop. I want you to fuck me." I replied as I started to wipe his cum dripping from my chin with the back of my hand.
Daddy grabbed my wrist. "Leave it, naughty girl. It excites me."
He pulled me up off my knees and on to my feet with renewed vigor. I looked expectantly into his eyes. They were glazed over with lust and longing. He gripped my nightie at the neckline and ripped the flimsy material down past my boobs. He grinned with glee as he examined the contrast of my creamy white breasts with my tanned torso.
I gasped as he squeezed a big breast gingerly like he was judging a ripe melon. I gasped again as he sucked a hardened nipple into his mouth. I ran my fingers through his hair encouraging him to suckle. I squealed with delight as he gently bit down my nipple.
Daddy pushed me back until my buttocks were touching the kitchen table. He lifted me up by my waist and sat me on the table. He pushed me down until I lay flat on my back. He pushed my tattered nightie aside and dipped his face between my splayed legs. He wormed a finger into my gaping gash then darted his tongue across my vulnerable clit like a snake.
I grabbed the table white knuckled, arched my back and howled as an orgasm tore through my sexually supercharged body. Climatic white lights ripped with ecstasy through my brain as my gash gripped Daddy's finger so hard I was afraid it might break. I panted but my lungs wouldn't fill with air. Everything faded from hot white to black.
"Haley... Baby... are you alright?"
I blinked and Daddy came into focus. His face was creased with concern. I must have looked a sight with my chin still covered with his cum. My breasts were exposed and erratically rose and fell through my torn nightie with each wheezed breathe. Yet, my cunt still drooled with desire for Daddy.
"Fuck me Daddy." I begged with abated breath, "Fuck me please."
He grinned down at me. He dropped his robe. It fluttered to the floor. Daddy pushed my knees further apart. He grabbed his cock and teased me by rubbing it up and down my soused slit scarcely penetrating me with its stone solid head.
"Daddy, please." I whimpered.
Slowly Daddy began to inch himself into me. He groaned, "Ah, ah. Your pussy is so tight Baby-girl."
I grimaced as Daddy's behemoth slowly stretched my snatch. I twisted each of my nipples as if they were combination padlocks. All the while Daddy continued to stuff and tease my twat with his horse-like cock. I was sure I could feel the blood coursing through the big blue vein on the top of his throbbing cock. Never before had I been so full.
Finally he was fully invested in my pussy. He paused to let me adjust to his girth. "How's that Baby-girl."
"You're huge, Daddy, so big...so hard," I panted.
I couldn't recall having been so sexually excited. I was sure Daddy would think I was a total slut by the way my snatch was slobbering all over his swollen cock. I couldn't help it. It was so exciting to be fucking my own father.
Suddenly he pushed my hands away from my breasts. He took each of my erect nipples between his forefingers and thumbs. He slowly pinched his digits together steadily applying pleasing pressure to my tormented tits.
Huskily Daddy ordered me with dominate assurance, "Cum. Cum now, Baby-girl."
I crossed over the line between pain and pleasure at subsonic speed and surrendered to the throes of passion. My brain exploded in hues of red and yellow. My pelvic muscles contorted. My cunt contracted around Daddy's dick. I shook my head from side to side moaning fighting back the black.
"Dad-dee!" I screamed arching my back. He hissed and stood on his toes combating his own urge to cum. He waited for me to come down from my orgasmic stratosphere. As my cunt slowly loosened its grip on his cock Daddy began to slide his cock out of my pussy. He reversed his cock until just the head was resting at my opening then he paused before slowly proceeding back into my pussy until he was again fully seated inside me.
I whimpered as his shaft withdrew and wailed as he reinserted it into my depths. My lust glazed eyes glanced between my legs. Wickedly I grinned at the sight of my watery cum glistening from each decant inch of Daddy's magnificent member. Once again I could feel the pleasurable pressure begin to build deep within my core. I began to thrash my legs as Daddy picked up the tempo of his thrusting.
He grabbed my hipbones for better leverage and began to pummel my pussy with pleasurable abandon. The tiny kitchen table violently rocked from Daddy's powerful pounding. Abruptly he buried himself balls deep into me arched his back and bellowed like a bull. Cum gushed in a torrent from his sputtering pecker coating the wet walls of my cunt.
Daddy's frenzied fucking brought me to the edge of ecstasy again. When he interned his cock in me he tapped my G-spot. I rolled my eyes and screeched as skyrockets of climatic delight zipped to the pleasure acumen of my sexual consciousness.
I stammered, "My pussy...pussy...cum!"
Daddy lay spent across my trembling tummy. He was bathed in sweat and so was I. He kissed my ear and whispered in it. "I love you Haley. I love you so much."
Weakly I patted Daddy's ass and said, "I love you too, Daddy."
Once we recovered we went back to the bedroom and fucked the morning away. The last time I was on top of Daddy in the reverse cowgirl position. I was diddling my clit with idle attention while ponying on his cock.
Daddy lightly traced a finger along the outline of the tramp stamp tattooed on my lower back just above my ass crack. It proved to be a delightful distraction as Daddy unexpectedly jammed two of his other fingers up my sodden butthole. The unanticipated intrusion sent me over the climatic top. My cunt contracted so hard in orgasm I feared it might snap poor Daddy's pecker in two. I cried between cunt compressions, "Ahh, Dad-dee!"
He growled in gratified glee as the tonic and clonic spasms of my pussy milked the last vestiges of cum from his balls. I fell off of him and crawled into his arms and drifted into post-coitus slumber.
A couple of hours later I awoke alone in the cum-soaked sheets of Daddy's bed. I heard the shower running. I reflected on the pleasure my father and I had given each other in the course of our forbidden fornication.
He came out of the shower whistling and wearing a tie. He sat on the edge of the bed and kissed me deeply. It was how I imagined a knight kissed a damsel before he went out to slay a dragon.
His gray eyes flickered with steely resolve, "Haley, I love you so much."
"I love you too, Daddy. Go knock'em dead."
After he left I drifted back to sleep. I crawled out of bed about six in the evening and soaked my sore and sated sex in a hot bath. Daddy called as I slipped on my robe. I said into my cell phone, "Hi, Daddy what's going on? Did you sell a car?"
Disappointed I said, "I'm so sorry Daddy. There's always tomorrow."
He chuckled, "I didn't sell a car. I sold six...one an hour from noon till now. The retired gentleman from yesterday did come back he just signed the last contract. Get guised up we're going to go celebrate."
"That's great Daddy," I squealed with relish. "What about the taxi?"
"I think my taxi driving days may be over. Get dressed I'll pick you up in twenty minutes."
Pleased I hung up the phone. All Daddy needed was a boost in his confidence to turn things around. I smiled ear-to-ear glad I was able to enhance his self-esteem. I looked forward to taking pleasure in boosting it again and again.