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There's no greater bond than that between a father and daughter.

Submitted:Apr 29, 2013    Reads: 5,176    Comments: 3    Likes: 3   

Marie lay in bed, her eyes slowly shutting down. Her eyelashes fluttered sporadically and her chest rose up and down with the rhythm of her heart beat. Very soon her eyes closed completely and she was asleep. Nicholai, her father, stood at the door watching her, a small smile on his face. He gently closed the door leaving just enough space so the room wouldn't be plunged into darkness as he switched off the light. He made his way to his room and stripped off his clothes leaving them on the floor as he strolled into the adjoining bathroom. He stepped into the shower, sighing as he turned the water on and it hit his body, causing him to relax. He closed his eyes as the water washed over his body and took with it not only the dirt of the day but all the worries and stress of it too. He quickly showered and washed his hair then stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel wrapping it around his waist. He walked back to his room and dried off slipping into his boxers, He then picked up his clothes previously left on the floor then turned off his light and climbed into bed. He drifted off to sleep as soon as his head touched the pillows.
Nicholai awoke to a tingling down below and his boxers below his knees. He threw off the covers and bright shinning eyes stared at him in the moonlight as a soft moan escaped from the lips of the eyes' owner. He reached for the long red hair fanned out behind the sparkling eyed girl and stroked it in time with the tongue lapping up greedily the slowly oozing cum at the tip of his penis. He let out a soft moan as her lips enclosed him completely and his penis disappeared into her mouth. She closed her eyes and bobbed her head up and down his cock. "Mmmm…whatever you're doing please don't stop" he said, his eyes closed in pleasure and his voice ragged. She smirked and grazed his cock with her teeth quickly replacing it with her tongue. He gasped and tugged on her hair as she sucked on his tip, using her tongue to touch it when he least expected it. She grabbed his dick with both hands and stroked it while her mouth kept working. He moaned loudly as he felt the climax coming. "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" he shouted eyes wide and head back. She lifted her head, hands still stroking him. "Say my name," she whispered. "Say it." He thrashed on the bed as his climax was finally reached. "Marie…Marie…" he cried near to a sob. She kept her lips around his penis as his cum exploded into her mouth. She swallowed it greedily licking the extra from her fingers. She then waited for his body to stop shaking and then slowly crept up his body to lie down next to him. He wrapped and arm around her breathing heavily. She rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes listening to his heartbeat and soon she fell asleep. He kissed the top of her head and sighed pulling the covers over them both. "..Marie…"
Marie woke up as the sunlight gently kissed her face and she knew she wasn't in her room again. She sat up in the giant bed and stretched like a lazy, contented cat. She stared down at the man beside her and smiled a broad smile. She leaned over and gently kissed him on the forehead before throwing the covers off and getting up off of the bed. She quietly crept out of the room and into her own, slipping once more beneath the sheets and settling down to sleep.
Nicholai felt the moment she left his bed but kept as if he was asleep since he knew that if she realised he was awake she'd never leave. He waited a few minutes to make sure she would be asleep then he got up out of bed and slipped back on his discarded boxers as he searched around the room for a t-shirt. He found one and put it on, moving to the bathroom to shower and get ready for the morning. He then dressed and brushed his teeth and went into the kitchen to start breakfast. He opened up the refrigerator in search of something to make for when his daughter would awake. He sorted out breakfast and laid it all out on the table for her then made his way to the living room. He sat down in the recliner and started to relax. He closed his eyes and thought about her and the first time she started to come to him in the night. It was four years ago and he remembered it like it was yesterday. His wife Lena had just died…a drunk driver on a lonely road. She had been in the car with her and had watched Lena passed from one life into another. It was two weeks after when it first happened. He had been lying awake in his bed listening to the heavy pound of the rain on the roof one night, thinking back on the happy times he and Lena had shared when suddenly his door slammed open and there she stood. Her eyes were wide with terror and her lips were slightly parted. She was breathing heavily and trembling. "Papa…" she whispered, so quietly if he was not so accustomed to her little voice he would have missed it. He sat up in his bed and held out his arms to her. A clap of thunder shook the windows and she ran scared straight to the bed and up into his arms. He held her head to his chest and stroked her hair gently as her tiny body trembled against him. "Papa…"she whimpered. He gently held her and whispered comforting words into her ear. She raised her head and looked straight into his eyes. "The nightmares…make them stop…make it better papa." His heart constricted at the sound of her tiny voice and it ached and longed to make it better for her. "Tell me little love. Tell papa what to do and I'll do it." She looked at him, her body still trembling and for one second her eyes closed then she leaned in and kissed him on his lips. He pushed her off, his eyes wide but his lips tingling. "What are you doing?" he spluttered. She looked at him her cheeks tinged pink in her excitement and her pupils dilated. She whispered, her voice sultry, "Papa…you said you would do what I asked…I ask for this…for you. This will make it better." He groaned softly and closed his eyes wishing that what was happening was just a sweet nightmare. The truth was he had always suspected himself of having more than fatherly feelings towards this tiny creature. She took that opportunity to wrap her arms around his neck and straddle his lap grinding her hips against his until he could not resist and leaned back onto the bed pulling her with him.


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