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I took Katie to a store and we picked out a couple of bottles of a sweet prosecco, and brought them home to share. Katie really attacked the first bottle, and was very tipsy within the hour. She talked a lot, going on about Tom, about her friends from school, about looking for a college and some other random topics. I just sat across from her on the couch, both of us still dressed for dinner. I just sat and enjoyed my beautiful daughter’s company.
But a short time after we opened the second bottle of wine, Katie began to fidget. She took her hair down, and adjusted her dress, but it didn’t seem to make her comfortable.
“I think I need to take a shower.” She announced, and wobbled a bit as she stood up.
“Are you going to be okay in there?” I asked.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.
“Yeah, I’m fine, I’m just a little dizzy. Wheee! I’m okay though, I’ll just take a quick one.”
Katie giggled as she made her way up the stairs to her bathroom. I assumed that her shower was going to be the end of the evening, so I put the rest of the second bottle on the kitchen counter, and went up to bed.
I could still hear Katie’s shower as I put on my pajama bottoms and stripped off my shirt. Suddenly, I got a flash of what she might look like in there, surrounded by steam and water, her naked body wet and shining. My cock stiffened immediately. My hand even went to it for a moment before I realized what I was doing.
That was my daughter I was fantasizing about. Her perfect body and face not withstanding, I didn’t need to be thinking about her like that. I resolved to find a new woman to date after Katie went home. It would have to be after, though. I couldn’t imagine thinking about another woman while my daughter was visiting.
I climbed into bed and picked up a book, and my cock began to behave itself a little better.
Katie’s shower stopped, and a few minutes later I heard her pad down the hallway in bare feet, and then down the stairs.
“Daddy?” I head her call.
“Up here, angel.”
Katie came back upstairs, wearing a silk nightie that only came to mid thigh. She was carrying our champagne glasses and prosecco.
“Daddy, we didn’t finish our champagne.”
Before I could say anything Katie sat on the edge of my bed and poured the remainder of the bottle into our two glasses.
“To the best date I’ve had in a long time.” Katie said.
“Me too.” I said, as we clinked glasses. Katie finished her drink quickly.
“Are you naked under there?” She said.
“No, I have my bottoms on.”
“Good.”
And with that, Katie climbed under the covers with me, and I was in bed with my daughter, both of us wearing very little, she a little drunk. I ran my hand over her back and down her backside. She wasn’t wearing anything beneath the nightie.
I knew the situation was dangerous. I’d just seen and felt how my cock responded to the idea of my daughter being in the shower. I knew that I should bring her to her own bed.
But my God… she smelled so good, and her body fit up against mine so well. Her supple, teenaged breasts molded against my bare chest with just the right amount of resistance.
I wrapped my arm around her and held her close. I knew that I shouldn’t, but no part of me wanted to do anything else. My other arm continued to rub her back, and my cock stiffened in my pants.
“Mmmm… this feels so good, Daddy.”
“I know, baby.”
“Daddy?”
“Yeah?”
“Can I sleep in here with you tonight? I… really think I’ll sleep better. I’m so tired.”
“Of course you can.”
“Okay. Can you turn the light off?”
I rolled Katie to her back and leaned over her to get the light. As it went out, I felt her hands come up around my back.
“Thanks, Daddy.” She said, and pulled me too her.
Our mouths met for a soft kiss. Softer than any father / daughter kiss should be. Her hands moved over my back, and mine roamed over her nightie, just above her flat, perfect stomach.
“Thanks, Daddy.” She said again. I couldn’t make a sound.
Katie shifted a bit, and her hand went down and brushed my pants over my steel hard erection.
“I thought I felt something poking me.” She said.
“Oh God, honey I’m so sorry.”
“Shhh… Dad, it’s okay. It’s my fault I probably should have worn more clothes, or at least… some panties or something. I kind of forgot that part. Should I go put some on?”
“Up to you, baby.”
Katie thought about it for a moment, but then just rolled so that we were spooning, and my cock was wedged up against her ass.
“I’m too tired,” she said. “Hold me till I go to sleep?”
“Of course, baby.”
It wasn’t long till Katie was out. I let my hands roam over her body while she slept, enjoying the slope of her slender waist, and the feel of her naked ass where her slip had ridden up. Quickly though, I told myself that what I was doing was wrong and I stopped. I wrapped my arm around my little girl and drifted off to sleep.
**
“Daddy?” Katie said, waking me. I was still holding her tight to me, and my hand had gone to her breast in my sleep. I was still cupping it. “Daddy, I need to get up for a second, okay?”
Katie disentangled herself and I heard her go down to the kitchen and get a glass of water. Really, I expected her to take it to her room, but she brought it back to my bed. She sipped it while I looked at the clock. It was two in the morning.
“Want some?” She said, offering me her glass. I took it and had a sip.
“I think I’m still a little drunk.” Katie said as she climbed in next to me. I spooned up to her again. She took my hand and brought it to her breast like it had been when I woke.
“Katie…”
“Shh… Dad… it just feels good, okay? It doesn’t have to be a big deal.”
Katie pressed her ass back into my cock, which was beginning to grow again.
“Besides, Daddy, I can tell you like it.”
So I held my daughter’s breast. After a minute or so I began to massage it.
“That feels really nice,” Katie whispered. It was enough to make me take my hand away.
“No…” she said, and pressed her body back into me in a way that made me roll to my back. She went with me, and was mostly lying on top of me, her back to my chest. One of her legs was thrown across one of mine.
Katie took hold of both my hands and brought them to her body, my right hand to her breast, and my left arm around her waist. She has writhing on top of me, her bare ass grinding against my thigh.
“Please, Daddy.” She said, laying her hand on top of mine and making me massage her breast again. “I just… I need to be touched right now. You understand, don’t you?”
My will power cracked at that moment. My intoxicated daughter and her young, perfect body breaking me down completely. I massaged her breast over her nightgown with one hand, while my other went up under her clothing and found her other breast. It fit perfectly in my hand, her nipple small and hard against my palm.
“Oooo, yes, Daddy. Yes, Daddy.”
Both my hands went under her nightie then, and it rode up so that she was completely exposed below the waist. She rolled more into me, all the way on top of me now, her legs spread open and her body continuing its grinding motion. My cock began to jerk and twitch, my thin cotton pants the only barrier between it and my baby girl’s open pussy.