The Sleepover

Kate snuggled on the couch closer to her father, Jack, and draped a blanket over them; the room was warm, but she was, at that very moment, interested more in concealment than comfort. She propped her body against his and lay her head on his shoulder, her hand resting casually on his thigh underneath the blanket. As an adult, Kate found great pleasure in playfully becoming a younger, more submissive version of herself. On this night as a Little, she joined her father on the couch wearing onesie style pajamas with Pooh bear in tow. Kate came to realize that while in her headspace, she developed very strong feelings and desired a very different connection with her father. She welcomed these feelings, despite knowing how others would react if ever discovered. Her father, who had grown accustomed to his daughter’s behavior, was completely unaware of the feelings Kate had for him when she was a Little. As her courage grew, so began her testing boundaries.

The Princess Bride movie filled the screen, and Kate allowed herself to melt into her father more and more. His presence was not just comforting to her, his scent was titillating and only made her want to push boundaries that much further and faster. Her hand lightly stroked his thigh underneath the blanket, but stopped momentarily when she brushed against his crotch and felt him shift on the couch uncomfortably. While he watched the Dread Pirate Roberts best an opponent on screen, Kate stole a quick glance at him to check his face for some - any - reaction, though saw nothing discernible. She moved her hand further, very slowly, until she felt what she knew could be only her father’s manhood. This now elicited an unmistakable response, though not one Jack felt comfortable verbalizing. During that brief moment of contact with her hand, Kate felt a single yet very strong and distinct pulsation through the pajamas he wore. She smiled to herself, enjoying a new feeling of warmth spreading throughout her body.

Jack splashed cold water onto his face and looked at the scruffy man who stared back at him in the mirror, having excused himself abruptly from the couch and retreating to the bathroom for a much needed moment of privacy. His mind raced; did his daughter intentionally brush up against him to awaken his arousal? He dropped his head and exhaled loudly, then again looked at the scruffy man as if silently telling him to ignore what happened and just rejoin his daughter in the other room. It was nothing, he repeated to himself. But, if that was true, why did his body react so quickly, so hungry for that brief, unfamiliar touch? Grabbing the hand towel, he patted his hands and face dry and glanced down to be sure no visible sign of his arousal remained. Entering the living room once again, however, he saw only movie credits rolling and an empty couch, as Kate had retreated to her bedroom for the night.

“Hi, Daddy!” Kate said, falling onto the couch next to Jack and, with a start, waking him from his nap. “I’m having a sleepover tonight with my friends....”

“No, you’re not.“ said Jack, rather matter-of-factly. “Besides”, he continued, “aren’t you a little old for that?” He cringed a bit after finishing his own sentence. He was unaware that his wife had already given the green light for the night’s activities, and Kate knew he was clueless to the fact. She simply dismissed her father’s objection and rambled on about her plans for the evening. Soon realizing he had lost the battle before it ever began, Jack again closed his eyes and tried pushing out of his mind the dirty thoughts that soon started pouring in.

Jack lay in bed with his phone in hand, listening to the loud noises and laughter coming from Kate’s bedroom. His wife lay next to him, sleeping soundly and would not be disturbed, courtesy of the two glasses of Chardonnay and Ambien she had consumed earlier. As the noise grew louder, Jack resisted the urge to storm into Kate’s room and remind his daughter in front of her friends that he was in charge, and that their unchecked behavior wouldn’t be tolerated. He climbed out of bed and stopped in front of Kate’s bedroom door, listening for a moment to the girls’ banter. His thoughts suddenly turned to the night before last, when Kate had fondled him on the couch, and he again felt a stirring. He listened to the girls a moment longer, then quickly retreated when he realized he was standing outside the bedroom door with a full-sized erection. Knowing that there was no way he could walk into the room with the three young women in there, he opted to send a text, warning his daughter that if they didn’t quiet down soon, there would be consequences. The text went unanswered, of course, and the noise continued until Jack finally poked his head into the room to give his warning. He saw the girls laying on the bed and the sight was almost too much for Jack; while Kate’s two friends were beneath the covers and now looking as if ready to sleep, Kate lay on top of the covers holding her Pooh bear and with her legs parted slightly, just enough for him to see that she wore no panties beneath her pajama shorts. She lightly touched the front of her shorts as Jack walked into the room to give final warning that he would not be back, lest he was there to punish his disobedient daughter. The girls quieted down, and as he left the room, Jack glanced back to see Kate sliding her hand into her shorts and begin to lightly finger herself, smiling at him as he left.

In his room, Jack looked at his wife sleeping next to him and tried to keep his mind occupied with other things, but couldn’t help to imagine his daughter continuing to tease him mercilessly. Why was she doing this to him? She knew he saw what she was doing and knew he was turned on by her, whether they were related or not. Jack glanced at the clock on his phone and saw it was just past midnight; he couldn’t get the image of Kate out of his mind and felt suddenly helpless as he caved to his own primal desires. Quietly, he rose from his bed and looked back at his wife who was surely not going to wake anytime soon, then crept into Kate’s room where she and her friends soundly slept.

Jack stood at his daughter’s bedside, not entirely sure why he was there, but felt his excitement grow more intense with each passing moment. His hand felt his cock hardening, which he unconsciously pulled from his shorts and slowly began rubbing. He closed his eyes, lost in the moment as he pleasured himself and began to sway slightly to and fro, until he bumped Kate’s arm and unintentionally woke her.

“Daddy?” Kate whispered, as she saw him standing over her with his hard cock in hand. She raised her body and supported herself on her elbows, as Jack instinctively acted upon the first thought that came to his overly stimulated mind. He quickly shuffled forward, grabbed a fistful off his daughter’s hair and forced his cock into her mouth.

Kate was surprised by her father’s sudden action, but didn’t try to fight him. To the contrary, she relaxed her throat and allowed him to silently, yet forcefully, fuck her mouth as he looked over to her friends in the bed next to where she lay. Kate closed her eyes and savored all that was happening, having fantasized for so long of her father taking advantage of her as he was. She reached up and grabbed his cock, jerking him into her mouth as he slowly stopped his thrusting to enjoy the feel of his daughter’s hand. Reaching to down to her, Jack lifted Kate’s pajama top to reveal her tiny breasts and ran his fingers over her nipples, feeling them harden almost instantly. Her muffled moans, while very exciting, began to cause panic as the friend closest to Kate began to stir.

Releasing Kate’s hair from his grip and pulling his cock from her mouth, Jack gazed down into his daughter’s wide, pleading eyes and watched as she stuck a thumb in her mouth and held her stuffed Pooh bear even closer. Pulling his pajama pants back up, though still protruding through, he slowly backed away from the bedside and motioned for Kate to follow him.

Jack led his daughter to the den, the area of the house furthest from the bedrooms, and shut the door behind her. She stood in front of him, her shorts pulled halfway down exposing her shaved nether regions, with her thumb in her mouth and eyes pleading for his direction.

“Here”, was all her father said as he pointed to the desk in the room. Obediently, Kate shuffled her feet until she stood at the desk, where Jack pushed her body so that her torso lay across the desk, her head turned and looking toward the corner of the room. He dropped to his knees behind her and widened her legs with his hands, slowly pulling her pajama bottoms to the floor. Jack was mesmerized, almost in a dreamlike state as he stared at Kate’s beautiful shaved pussy, just inches from his face. Leaning forward, he lightly traced his tongue along the folds of her labia and felt her body tremble; she inhaled deeply as he began flicking the tip of his tongue on and about her clit, and pushed back from the desk slightly and onto her father’s eager. Jack’s tongue darted about, pushing deeper inside her as he covered her soaking pussy with his mouth. Placing one hand on her backside, he inserted two fingers into her wetness and rubbed her clit with his thumb as he penetrated her, slowly bringing his daughter to climax.

“Daddy....oh, my God, Daddy...” Kate panted as she felt another orgasm coming on. Jack’s fingers moved quickly in and out of her as she bucked against his hand even harder, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. She grasped the sides of the desk and her legs shook violently as she climaxed with her father’s fingers buried deep inside her.

On his feet now, Jack pulled Kate from the desk and she turned to face him, grabbing ahold of his stiff cock still protruding from his pajamas. Jerking and fondling him slowly with both hands, she leaned forward and kissed her father, who eagerly accepted her tongue in his mouth as he framed her face with his hands. She squeezed his cock hard and continued stroking him a moment longer before kneeling before him. Taking him into her mouth once more, Kate slowly and methodically covered every inch of his engorged penis with saliva, then quickened her pace to match his thrusts, knowing he was again close to losing all control.

“Daddy, I want you to cum for me...”, said Kate in a voice slightly higher than normal, as she briefly stopped sucking his cock. “Will you, Daddy, please? Here...” she said, as she dragged her finger from the corner of her mouth and down her chin. She continued sucking his cock and grabbed the backs of his thighs as they trembled, feeling she was now closer than ever to tasting her father’s hot load shoot into the back of her throat. But Jack, it seemed, wasn’t content with the idea of finishing in her mouth and pushed her away before he came.

Kate’s father pulled her to her feet, manhandling his daughter across the room to a large over-stuffed chair where he sat her down, pulling her legs forward and resting them on either arm of the chair. With her legs wide apart, Jack half-kneeled in front of her and rubbed his cock on her still-drenched pussy, focusing on her clit with the smooth underside tip. He spat on his cock and slowly stroked its length. Reaching forward, he inserted his fingers deep inside her again, making them as wet as possible and spreading that wetness onto her exposed asshole, which he had paid little attention to until now. Kate’s eyes widened; she had fantasized before of her father taking her ass, but never believed it would happen. Jack pressed the tip of his cock against Kate’s now wet hole and stared into her saucer-like eyes as he slowly pushed his way inside her. Kate held her breath as she felt herself being stretched around her father’s cock; her breathing turned to panting as he worked his cock in and out of her with quick, short strokes. He reached underneath Kate’s pajama top and grabbed ahold of her tiny breasts with both hands, clamping down harder as he fucked her asshole faster. Kate watched her father’s face as he continued driving himself deeper inside; veins popped from his neck as beads of sweat poured from his head. Jack arched his back and drove his cock balls-deep into Kate’s ass - his legs shook wildly as he exploded so deeply inside her. The strong grip he held on Kate’s breasts lightened as his fingertips found and played with her erect nipples. Slowly, he pulled out and collapsed backwards to the floor.

Kate enjoyed the sensation of being filled with her father’s hot semen and allowed herself time to recover before dressing in her pajamas. She stepped over Jack, still sprawled on the floor and trying to catch his breath, stopping for a moment in the doorway to admire once again the man who had just stolen her innocence.

“Goodnight, Daddy!” she quietly called out in a slightly higher-than-normal voice as she left, walking back to her room to reejoin her sleeping friends.

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