The late morning sun came into the window to remind him he had things to do today. It had been quite a night. He rolled over to look at his daughter. His movement woke Shawna, who stretched and yawned, then curled close to him for more sleep. "Gotta get up and do some errands," he said. "How about I take my favorite daughter to breakfast?"
"Great," she said. "I'm starving!"
After showering together for the first time, they set out to spend the morning together as father, daughter and as lovers. As they ate, shopped and met acquaintances he watched for signs of recognition from the people around them of the things they had done together the night before. Nothing. He was in a hurry to get back home, though. He wanted to undress his girl and start loving her again. There was one thing that had to be done before the loving, though; something important.
As any good father, he had carefully and lovingly developed an open, accepting relationship with his daughter. He also believed in structure, and always made sure Shawna knew what was expected of her and what the reasonable, natural consequences for infractions would be. She had been an easy child to raise. In this new development in their relationship, he felt the need to set up the structure for it; a clear set of expectations.
He pulled into the garage, closed and locked the doors and pulled Shawna to him in a close hug. She sighed and leaned toward him. She raised her face to him and he gave her a long, deep kiss, then took her hand and guided her up to her room. After they changed her sheets together, he wordlessly started undressing. Taking his lead, Shawna did the same. When they were both naked, he climbed into bed and motioned for her to join him. After holding her for a few moments, he laid her out on her back, head on the pillow, legs spread with his body between them. His knees were bent on either side, and her hips were raised and rested on his thighs. His cock was touching her mound, flaccid at the moment. He had a feeling that wouldn’t last long. He put her arms up over her head. “Keep them there, okay?” She looked into his eyes and nodded.
“You’re so pretty, honey." he cooed. "You’re so beautiful stretched out for me like this. I want to look at you, Baby.” Her wavy, long, blond hair, was in a tangle around her face. Idle tendrils sloped to her slim neck and dipped into one exposed armpit. Her breasts were lifted slightly from her raised arms, forming small, firm mounds. The aureole were large, but her nipples were small. He couldn’t keep himself from putting his hands on her; gently squeezing her flesh and watching her nipples stiffen and harden. Shawna bit her bottom lip and dropped an arm to rest her hand on her daddy's thigh. He took her wrist and repositioned her hand above her head. “Keep it there, Shawna.” he reminded.
He moved his hands down over her ribs and slim waist, then over her abdomen while he bent down to give her throat and breasts quick, reassuring kisses. She didn’t take her gaze from his face as he admired her body. He backed away a bit, staying between her legs but moving from under her hips. She modestly tried to put her knees together, but he urged them open again. “Shhhh, Baby. It’s okay.” With the thumbs of both hands, he opened her lips of her cunt. Her glistening clitoris slid out from under her hood. It was on the large side, not unexpected since her mother’s was large as well. The inside lips of her vulva were soft, pink and perfect. “You’re beautiful down here too," He breathed. He could tell she was a shy under his scrutiny, so he leaned down to kiss her. She had been waiting for him to lean towards her. She lifted herself up to meet him, the kiss deepening as her mouth opened under his. He searched it thoroughly and urged her tongue to his with a gentle suck. When he broke away, they were both breathing heavily.
He rose, went to the foot of the bed, and sat with her feet in his lap. Shawna's feet were lovely, with long toes and high arches. He drew her right foot to his crotch and rubbed his cock and balls on and around it. He raised her left foot to his mouth. He kissed and licked her delicate arch and tongued between her toes before he kissed and sucked on each one. Beautiful feet always brought out his foot fetish. He glanced up at Shawna's face. He could see the quick beat of her heart reflected in the pulse in her neck. She licked her lips as her eyes met his. It was time to explore his girl's body from the other side, working his way up from her feet.
Taking hold of her ankles, he crossed them and forced her to turn over on her stomach. He told her to lift her hips up high, then repositioned her arms on the pillow, opening her ass and pussy for him to explore. His hands and fingers spread her cheeks to reveal her dainty, pink hole. He kissed her there. "Daddy!" she giggled. When he replaced his lips with his tongue, she gasped and became silent except for an occasional hitching of her breath. He probed and licked her, moaning when he felt her open to him. He loved rimming; the intense intimacy of it. He went lower to tongue the tight opening of her pussy, pushing progressively harder to stretch the barrier that kept him from exploring the depths of her.
His cock was hard and leaking copious amounts of pre-cum, and her cunt was slippery and wet. Shawna was no longer showing embarrassment. She ground herself back on his face as he reached up to massage her anus with his thumb. Her immediate response was to clench the tight muscle, but as he warmed her, her anus began to relax. "Ohhhh," she cried.
"She's completely open to me now," he thought. "It's time to talk about the rules. It's time to build the structure."
He lay down beside her and turned her on her side facing away from him. Hugging her close, he whispered in her ear. "You’re mine," he said. "When you get hot and wet and cum-those are mine as much as your body is mine. I want you to touch yourself to learn about what feels good, but only when you’re with me or when I say it's okay. As long as I don’t hurt you, I can touch you whenever and however and where ever I want. When we start fucking, I can take you wherever and whenever I want. Do you understand, Baby? Is this what you want? Are you willing to do this with me?" He gave her throat a hard kiss while he stroked her breasts, stomach and mound. He curled his fingers into her wetness, just enough to gently stroke her clitoris. "Do you agree?" he continued.
"Yes, Daddy. Keep touching me, okay?" Her voice was tight and she was breathing heavily.
"Good, Baby. Good, Sweetheart. When we’re making love, there may be times when you’ll want me to hurt you just a little. You like me to kiss and suck and bite you on your neck. That hurts in a really good way, but I’ll always ask if you like those things. You need to tell me 'no' if they hurt in a bad way. Promise?" She nodded. She was trembling a little. He rolled her over and lay lightly over her. He kissed her until she was gasping and pushing herself against him, desperate for more contact. "You belong to me, Baby?" he asked again.
"I love you, honey."
"I love you too, Daddy."
"I need you to touch me now," He murmured into her throat. "I need you to touch my cock." He guided her hand to me. "I'll show you what to do."