Date With My Daughter

Kasey and I danced a few songs as I think each of us were reluctant to part, I know I was anyway. I let her lead the way back to the bar, giving my tented slacks a small measure of cover from any prying eyes. We each enjoyed another glass of champagne and toasted the wonderful evening we shared. I just couldn't help but stare into her ice blue eyes as we chatted, lost in her beauty. I saw her blush and didn't know if it was from excitement or embarrassment from my steely gaze, but she looked lovely with a hint of pink in her cheeks.

At one point I excused myself to hit the men's room, and when I returned I found Kasey chatting with a well dressed gentleman who looked to be in his mid to late thirties. I stayed back a bit to watch the exchange, wondering if someone might be stealing my date. Not that I could complain mind you as she was my daughter after all.

The guy was standing rather close for someone who just met her, and exuded confidence. He seemed a little too slick for me, but wondered if Kasey might find him intriguing. Something about him made me uneasy, so I walked back to my daughter's side and said hello. The man appeared very disappointed that someone was interrupting his attempted hookup. Kasey introduced me as her boyfriend, and then said, "You'll have to excuse us, I need another dance with my lover."

The look on his face was priceless as she leaned in and kissed my lips softly, then we walked away hand in hand. If I didn't know better I would have thought he was five years old and I just stole his favorite toy. When we reached the dance floor, Kasey pulled me close and whispered in my ear, "I hope you didn't mind that Daddy, he was a total creep."

"Of course not, he looked like a creep to me too," I replied. Secretly I wished it was more about her wanting to get closer to me, but I understood.

Kasey and I danced another few songs until I noticed that the crowd had really thinned out and thought it was time for us to head home as well. We said our goodbyes to my colleagues, and then made our way out the door. As we waited for my car, my boss gave me a hearty pat on the back and a wink, as if to say, "Have fun tonight, you lucky dog." After giving a tip to the valet, I helped Kasey into her seat and stole a look at her lithe legs once more. I also got a quick shot down her top at the cleavage created by her glorious mounds. She really was perfect.

As we drove home Kasey reached for my hand and held it in her own. "I had a wonderful time tonight, Daddy. Thank you so much for everything," she said with a glint in her eye.

It was hard to keep my own eyes on the road with something so lovely sitting at my side. I squeezed her hand and replied, "No. Thank you, sweetie. You were the perfect date." For some reason, I just felt compelled to use the word date and keep the illusion going.

"Best date I ever had," she responded, then added softly, "So far."

The car went completely silent after the exchange, but my mind was racing. What exactly did she mean by, "So far?" My skin tingled with the possibilities.

When we arrived home, I felt a nervous energy being all alone with my daughter. A part of me wanted to get away from her and retire to the safety of my room, but the stronger part deeply wanted to stay close. I thought about asking her to dance again, but that seemed way too overt, so instead I suggested a late-night swim.

Kasey thought it was a great idea and went to her room to change while I did the same. I couldn't help but imagine what she would look like peeling off her lovely dress to expose her creamy skin. In my mind she was wearing sexy black panties underneath, which molded tightly around her firm young bottom. My cock grew rigid at the thought, and I was glad she was not there to notice.

I climbed into my swim trunks, and quickly made my way to the pool. I hoped the cool water would reduce the swelling, and figured it would be best to be in it prior to her arrival as I didn't want her to notice my bulge.

My daughter took longer than I expected, and I wondered if maybe she had decided to go to bed instead. She had enjoyed a few glasses of champagne during the event, so I would not have been shocked if she turned in. Just as I was ready to climb out of the pool to check on her, Kasey came out the door carrying two large tumblers in her hands. She had on another of her tiny bikinis, and was a vision as she sauntered across the deck under the bright light from the floods on my home.

With a smile, she said, "I made us a couple drinks. I hope you like margaritas, Daddy." She walked down the concrete steps and slowly waded in towards me holding the cups high. I took a glass from her hand, and she said, "Cheers."

We tapped our cups together, and each took a long pull of the cold liquid. The tequila burned as it went down my throat, as clearly it was no virgin margarita. I pondered momentarily if Kasey was a virgin herself, but assumed she was not. Hate to say it, but I was jealous of anyone who was graced to spend time in her bed.

We looked at each other in silence for quite a while, then made our way to the shallow end. Without a word, we sat close to one another upon the steps. I wanted to say something, anything, to let Kasey know how much I enjoyed our evening, but was afraid to wreck the mood. Fortunately, she found the right words and said, "Tonight was perfect, Dad."

"Yes it was," I muttered, trying not to appear overly enthusiastic.

Kasey gave me with a soft smile, then leaned into me and rested her head on my shoulder. I couldn't help but wrap my hand around her waist and pulled her close. She turned her head up and looked into my eyes. I was unable to stop myself as I leaned down and planted a soft kiss upon her lips. The peck lasted but a second, and then I pulled away. Kasey's eyes were closed, and with her head still tilted upwards it appeared she was waiting for more. I took a deep breath and moved forward to kiss her again.

I was afraid that she might push me away in horror, but only a moment later her mouth opened and I felt her tongue snake across my lips. I heard a soft, contented sigh as my tongue touched hers for the first time. We kissed tenderly until Kasey stood and climbed onto my lap, and then planted her lips upon mine once more. I had not held her in that way since she was a child and the sudden closeness flooded my heads with warm memories.

I had one hand around her waist while the other rested upon her lap, softly caressing her thigh. In my mind I kept seeing visions of her perfect breasts and wondered if she would let me touch them. I slowly moved my hand to her tummy and started softly stroking it as we kissed. She moaned into my mouth as I gently traced my fingers up her side, gradually working my way closer to her chest.

I began tracing my fingers back and forth just below her mounds, and then decided it was time to take the next step. Nervously, I eased my hand upwards and cupped her right breast. I heard a sharp intake of breath, but no rebuke, so I slowly closed my hand and began kneading her firm flesh.

Kasey began whimpering as I caressed one, then the other of her magnificent tits. She surprised me by reaching behind her neck to release her top, which fell across my hand. I was only too happy to move my palm for a moment, and then quickly placed it back upon her bare breast for the first time.

My fingers found her hard nipples, and I began rolling them between my fingers as our tongues continued to dance together. I could have sat there like that all night, but rapidly changed my mind when Kasey finally broke our kiss and said, "Take me to bed, Daddy." At that point an army couldn't have stopped me from doing just that.

I kept my arm around her back, but removed my other from her breast and slid it under her thighs, lifting her from the pool. We dripped water all the way to my room, but I didn't care as I had one thing on my mind; making love to my daughter.

Once in my room, I set Kasey down to stand beside my bed. I kissed her once more, and then set about taking off her swimsuit. She had only unhitched the upper strings of her top, leaving it hanging down from under her chest. I reached behind her and undid the remaining catch, and tossed it on the floor. I stood admiring my daughter's perfect breasts for a moment, before dropping to my knees to remove her bottom.

My hands were actually shaking with excitement as I grasped the fabric running over each hip. I looked up into Kasey's eyes and found her staring down upon me with a twinkle in her eyes. It was clear she wanted me to proceed, and proceed I did. I leaned forward and began kissing the soft skin of her tummy as I slowly eased her bikini down her legs. She lifted her feet and I tossed the wet cloth alongside her discarded top.

Kasey held my head as I placed butterfly kisses across her belly, and then slowly lowered my face. I ran my tongue down her torso until I reached the apex of her young snatch. I slid my hands between her thighs, and grasped her taut bottom, then forced her legs slightly apart with my arms. I then slowly ran my tongue down her bare folds and began lapping at her sex.

I love to eat pussy, and Kasey's was by far the most beautiful I'd ever seen, completely shaven with engorged lips. Sadly, at that moment it tasted more of chlorine from the pool than I would have liked, but with each lick her juiced flowed and I experienced more of her natural womanly taste and smell.

Kasey had her hands on my head, sometimes running her fingers through my hair, sometimes pressing my face deeper into her sweet honey pot. I wanted greater access to her treasure, so I turned her back to the bed before pushing her towards the mattress. She landed in a lump, but I quickly moved between her legs once more, spreading them wide so I could feast of her pretty pussy.

I started licking deeper and deeper, savoring her flavor and growing more excited hearing her moans and whimpers. I moved a hand between her legs and slid two fingers inside her tight tunnel as I licked and sucked her folds. Kasey's body seemed to move uncontrollably, and I could just tell she loved my ministrations. Occasionally I would use the tip of my tongue to toy with her clit, but not for long as I wanted to tease her and heighten her arousal before bringing her off.

Kasey began grinding her crotch into my face. Her young thighs wrapped around my head, locking me in place to continue my assault of her soaking sex. It was obvious she was close, so I began moving my fingers in and out more rapidly and gently sucked her tiny clit into my mouth. The response was immediate as she launched herself against me, thrusting her hips up and down off the bed. Her moaning increased until she was almost yelling, then she screeched, "Oh, Daddy," and came with a roar.

Her thighs almost popped my head they help me so tightly, before she eased them apart and sank back onto the bed with a contented sigh. I assumed her clit may be too sensitive, but I wanted to keep her arousal at a peak, so I backed off a bit and began nibbling on her thighs and kissing all around her crotch. She made whimpering sounds as I occasionally ran my tongue up and down her labia, then I'd move away to focus on other areas before moving back.

I figured Kasey was clean after our time in the pool, so I pushed her knees up to her bottom to really open her up. I then ran my tongue down to her bottom and started to gently flick it across her tight little star. My guess is nobody had ever done that to her before because she almost jumped off the bed as I toyed with her back door. I licked her like that for a minute or two, then traced my tongue back up between her spread legs and licked her pussy once more.

Kasey began undulating her hips, so I tried to match her movements with my own. I slid two fingers back inside her, and concentrated the attention of my tongue on her lips and clit. I recalled how she responded to my anal play, so I ran my other hand to her bottom and began gently sliding my thumb back and forth across her ass hole as I orally attacked her front. Her body rocked as contented sighs and moans escaped her lips. Every now and then I would hear her call out to me with an, "Oh, Daddy," as she basked in the sensations.

As with her first orgasm, the tone of her vocalizations grew until she was almost screaming. Her hips jacked up and down in time with my insistent digits, as my tongue danced all over her hard little clit. She came hard, and I lapped up her copious secretions, reveling in her flavor.

In all my life I had never wanted to please another person the way I wanted to please Kasey, so I was very happy that I took her to two strong orgasms. I slowly moved up her body, kissing, licking and caressing as I went, lavishing attention on her hard nipples in particular. I lay down beside her and pulled her into a tight embrace. She began softly kissing my lips, a look of complete satisfaction in her sparkling eyes.

Kasey rested her head on my chest and I held her like I did when she was a child. She must have seen the bulge in my swim trunks, because I felt her grasp my cock through the damp material and squeeze if gently. A shiver ran down my spine as she slowly moved down my body and kneeled at my hip. She grasped my shorts and pulled them down my legs, exposing my hard cock to her hungry eyes.

Kasey casually caressed my thigh, when moved her hand up to cup my balls. She then wrapped her fingers around my cock and lashed it with long, slow strokes. A big grin spread across her lovely face, and she asked, "Feel good?"

"Amazing," was all I could grunt in reply as I basked in the wonderful sensations her palm was providing. She leaned over and began licking the tip of my cock, then took the head inside and began sucking on it softly as she continued to pump my shaft. Her long blonde hair caressed my thighs as her head bobbed up and down, sending my body into overdrive.

I was surprised when she lifted her head and hand off my cock and climbed atop me after only sucking me for a minute or so. She must have sensed my initial disappointment, because she said, "Sorry, Daddy. I don't really like doing that."

I had never been a selfish person in bed, and I certainly didn't want my daughter to do anything she did not enjoy, so I told her so.

A big smile crossed her face, and she stated, "Don't worry Daddy, I like doing this." With that, she grasped my cock in her hand and rose up above me. In one downward motion, she slowly impaled herself on my rigid tool. The sensation was amazing! I had never been buried so deep inside anyone so hot and tight. The fact that it was my own daughter's pussy made it all the more surreal, but exciting.

Kasey drew herself up, and then pushed down upon me again. She slowly increased her tempo until she was riding me hard and fast. She had a look of great determination on her face, as though she was determined to make me cum quickly. I desperately wanted to hold off, but was doubtful of my own abilities as her pussy was squeezing my cock exquisitely. Thankfully the cocktails had numbed my senses a tad; otherwise I would have already shot my wad.

I felt a bit guilty laying back and letting Kasey do most of the work, so I rolled her onto her back and positioned myself on top between her outstretched legs. She looked surprised by my swift action, but when I started pumping her firmly she whimpered and sank her head back into a pillow. I intentionally slowed from our previous frenetic pace, but slowly built the tempo minute by minute.

Kasey began moaning just as she had done when I went down on her, so I hoped she was ready to cum again. My own balls began to tingle so I knew mine was close too, I just prayed I could make her climax first. She grasped my hips and dug her nails into my skin, pulling our bodies together.

A tingle ran up my spine and my legs tightened as a powerful orgasm overtook my senses and my balls emptied with a gush into my baby girl. I heard a loud wailing sound as Kasey stiffened below me, and instantly knew she had reached her peak as well.

I was exhausted and collapsed in a heap on top of my daughter, our sweaty bodies gasping for breath. I rolled off to lie at her side, and pulled Kasey into a tight embrace. We cuddled side by side for a long while in silence, when she asked, "Daddy, I was thinking about doing grad school here in LA. When I graduate, can I come live here with you?"

I could not have been more thrilled with the prospects, and replied, "Of course, princess." A huge smile was pasted across my face as I felt her drift off to sleep in my arms.