Upon waking up Nathan forced himself away from Nicole’s naked body. He quickly realised that at some point last night when they were both asleep, his cock had sprung free of his boxers, and been resting perilously close to his daughter’s sex. What if he had accidentally raped her in his sleep? Panic set in as her moved the covers just enough to look at Nicole’s shaven lips. There was no sign of cum, which settled his heart slightly, but she looked so tasty.
The morning sun beamed through the gaps in the partially opened blinds, offering Nathan the chance to look at his daughter’s naked figure in something other than moonlight. The sunlight also revealed a gentle glistening from her slit. Either she was having a pleasant dream, or she was still aroused from the night before. Either way she was still asleep, and her father was still horny as hell. He felt strangely compelled to have a taste. If she was still asleep, she’d never know. The redhead was on her side facing away from him, but little did he know that she was wide awake; but pretending otherwise.
The warm breath her father was releasing so close to her bare womanhood was what had truly woken her up, other than the hardness that had been pressing against her peachy rear. She decided to stay still, and close her eyes; pretending to be asleep. Perhaps he’d dare to make a move if he thought his precious daughter would not know about it. Nicole’s heart practically stopped as she felt the warm breath getting closer and heavier. She listened closely for any sign that he was moving closer.
Nathan shifted carefully on the bed, evenly distributing his weight so he did not make sudden movements which might make his daughter wake up. This would be hard to explain, even if they’d both wanted to do much more the night before. The male still felt responsible for possibly damaging their relationship. Yet, he was now struggling to find a reason to stop himself as his lips closed in on his own daughter’s pussy. The closer he got, the less he seemed to worry about the consequences. His mouth soon touched her puffy, shaven lips and Nathan allowed himself a moment of pure indulgence as he slid his tongue out and slowly glided it up through Nicole’s womanhood, parting her folds and getting his first taste.
Sweeter than her mother. Much, much sweeter. Maybe just one more taste… Nathan considered, without speaking.
The redhead could not believe the feeling of her father’s lips touching her pussy, let alone the warmth of the tongue she’d had in her mouth last night now gliding through her labia in long, slow drags. She remained as still as she could so that she did not startle her father and lose this oral pleasure, but it was much more difficult not to moan. She wanted to. Loudly.
Fuck. Daddy. Your tongue feels so good. We didn’t we just fuck last night… Please don’t stop. Nicole thought to herself as her jaw dropped. The exploring tongue took another bold step, and slowly pushed into her hole. The redhead felt a heavenly burst of bliss flood her body as her father’s tongue sank into her sex, and swirled around to father more of her addictive nectar. As much as she forced herself to muffle her sexual groans and gasps, it was not her sounds that gave her away. It was the natural reaction of her little toes curling as pleasure spread throughout her body.
It caught her father’s eye, and he quickly pulled his tongue away and moved off the bed. Except, it was more of a roll which ended up with him thudding against the floor. Nicole rolled over, pretending that she had just woken up, rather than what had actually just been happening; but her freckled cheeks were bright red. She was flustered, and Nathan could tell.
“Daddy?” She murmured, while rubbing her eyes like she’d seen people do in movies when they are awoken suddenly. “Why are you on the floor?” The redhead asked innocently, without giving anything away.
“O-oh… Shit… You’re going to laugh but I was just…” Licking your glorious pussy and then thought you woke up so I tried to make a quick escape so you did not know. “I was reading something on my phone, and lost track of where the edge of the bed was…” Nathan lied, as he used his shirt from yesterday to hide his cock.
Nicole’s eyes darted to the untouched phone that was resting on the bedside table on her father’s side, and decided not to call him out. Instead the redhead giggled and rolled her eyes in a well-humoured manner. “You’re so silly sometimes Daddy…” But your tongue felt way too nice, and now I can’t stop thinking about it wriggling around inside my pussy…
The rest of the morning was fairly harmless. They ate one of the best cooked breakfasts either had ever had, showered and dressed (separately), and then got back on the road. Silence prevailed as each party thought about what had happened in the motel room, both in the evening, and in the morning. Fortunately it was Nicole who broke that deadlock.
“Daddy… Do you think you’ll ever get married again?”
Please say no…
Her father chuckled before answering. “After what your mother did? I don’t know if I could ever trust another…”
“But what if Ms. right came along one day?” Nicole quizzed, hoping to get an answer out of her father for a rather impossible question. Neither of them knew what the future would hold after all.
“Still, maybe we’d settle down? Not sure about marriage though. There has to be trust, and there is only one person I really trust right now, Pumpkin.” Nathan replied, while keeping his eyes on the road.
Nicole had no idea who his father was talking about, but she felt a hint of jealousy build up in her gut. She had competition and she knew her father would never choose her over another. The redhead decided not to follow that up with a ‘Who?’, and instead turned her attention towards the passenger-side window - staring out at the scenery as it passed by the car.
Nathan noticed the sudden change in his daughter’s expression, and the silence that ensued. She had been curious and questioning from a very young age, so he knew something was off as soon as she did not ask another question. This problem was easy to fix, however, and the male was eager to avoid hours of driving in complete silence. Neither of them even dared talk about the elephant in the room, but they could surely find other topics to make their long journey go faster.
“It’s you, before you think you’re getting a step-mother…” Nathan remarked, and took his eye off the road for just long enough to clock the smile that re-appeared in full, beaming force across the redhead’s face. “Good. Because I don’t want to have to kill anyone getting between me and my Daddy.”
Nathan believed her and felt the swell in his heart as he heard the emotion and love behind her words. Love for him, and only him. It did not take much to realise that the feeling was mutual, despite the taboo nature of them. He loved his daughter more than anyone he had ever loved before. Including his ex.
So as the journey ran on and the hours slipped by, Nicole reached out and took her father’s hand because it felt right. Nathan didn’t flinch or pull away. No, he embraced it. It wasn’t a short drive to their favourite ice-cream parlor; this time the weight of emotion behind the simple contact was far more intense. It also lasted until they finally pulled up outside their new home, eight hours later.
