The next morning I got up and went down stairs and made my way to the kitchen. The smell of bacon and brewing coffee had called to me from the depths of my sleep and beckoned me to it. When I got to the doorway of the kitchen, Nora was standing at the stove turning bacon and frying eggs. She turned and looked at me and said, “Good morning, daddy. Did you sleep well?”
“Yes.” I said feeling very uncomfortable.
“Good. I hope your hungry, I made bacon, eggs and pancakes just the way you like them.” She placed the bacon and eggs on a plate with two pancakes on it and then brought it to me. She put the plate in front of me and kissed me on the cheek. Then she turned back to the stove to clean it off.
“Aren’t you going to eat?” I asked as I watched her move to the stove. She was wearing a pair of pink cotton panties with little white hearts all over it. They weren’t meant to be sexy they were innocent, but that fact made them very sexy. They barely peaked out of the wife beater tank top she wore. She wasn’t wearing a bra because this is what she slept in. Most mornings I wouldn’t even have noticed but after what happened last night, I couldn’t help but see it in a different light.
“I already ate but I’ll sit with you if that’s OK.”
“That would be great.” I said as I began to chew on a piece of bacon.
She poured a cup of coffee into my favorite mug and got a glass of milk out of the fridge and joined me at the table. We sat in silence as I at my breakfast and she drank her milk.
“I’m kind of surprised that you’re not drinking coffee.” I said as I popped the last piece of pancake into my mouth.
“I still don’t like the taste of it.”
“Oh. Look we need to talk about last night.”
“Yes, we do.” She got up and walked over to me and stood next to me. She put her hand on my shoulder, and I turned to face her. When I turned around she sat down straddling my lap and looked into my eyes. She leaned down and started to kiss me.
“No, we can’t do this.” I said as I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away.
“Why, daddy. I love you and I want to do this, I want to show my love for you. Isn’t this just another way to show love?”
“But this isn’t the kind of love that should be shared between a man and his daughter.”
“What feels this good can’t be bad, can it?” Nora leaned down and kissed me. Her mouth parted and her tongue slid into my mouth. She broke off the kiss and grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head. Her fingernails lightly scratched down my chest and into my shorts. I raised my ass off the chair so she could slide them down.
She pulled my shorts completely off which left her on her knees looking directly at my rock hard dick.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, as she stared at my cock.
“I’ve never seen one up close. Are they all this big.” I don’t have a large cock, but to have my baby girl stare in awe at it made me proud.
“It’s not as big as some, but it is pretty big.”
“Can I taste it?”
“Go, ahead.”
She stuck out her tongue and licked the tip of it. When she did a small amount of pre-cum oozed out and the salty taste made her stop.
“What is that?” She asked.
“It’s pre-cum. It’s a lub that helps keep you moist when you have sex.”
“Really?”
“Yes,”
She began licking my dick again and slowly twirled her tongue around the head of my shaft.
“That’s good but if you are going to give me a blow job you need to work it.”
“What should I do, daddy?”
“Grab the shaft of my cock with your hand.”
“Like this?” She grabbed my dick like she was holding onto a mic and started to squeeze.
“Not so hard Nora.”
“Sorry.” She loosened her grip and started to stroke my cock up and down.
“That’s good.