Breakfast

Katherine went down to breakfast, hoping the feelings from earlier would be gone. Definitely she felt a little calmer with her panties on, not feeling the cool air she had both wanted and feared earlier. But those hopes were quickly dashed as she saw her father putting out bowls of oatmeal. As his eyes met hers she felt a quick thrill in her pussy. His… gorgeous eyes. Fuck, no, she had to stop this! She regained her composure as he turned his back to wash his hands, but it was short lived as his gaze quickly returned to hers when he finished. She was at least sitting now so his penetrating gaze, obviously searching for any signs of sickness, at least didn’t knock her off her feet as she felt herself cum a little. She stifled a moan as his face adopted a concerned expression.

“You look hot, baby”

She nearly came again. Had he really said that?

“Uh, what daddy?” She felt another thrill as she said daddy. When was the last time she had said daddy?

“I said are you feeling hot, baby? You look flushed!”

“Oh, uh, no, I’m okay. Sorry to worry you, dad! Thanks for making me breakfast!”

He turned away, obviously not fully satisfied but willing to wait for now. Katherine turned to her oatmeal and took a bite. Fuck, there it was again! Her pussy was so wet and stimulated, and was it her imagination or did her oatmeal taste a little off? She took another bite and yes, there was something different there, but mm, it was good! Oh god, and she was close to cumming again! She was eating oatmeal, what the fuck! And then, suddenly, her dad was beside her, touching her shoulder.

“Are you okay baby? Katherine?”

His touch set off a chain reaction in her, and her pussy exploded, sending her into convulsions as the biggest orgasm she ever had overtook her. He father launched into action, grabbing her as she nearly fell off her chair and taking her to the car. Katherine was nearly delirious with pleasure as her pussy continued vibrating and cumming, though she couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed as she realized she was squirting and getting her panties all wet.

Her father drove quickly to the local emergency room, his worried hand on her knee unfortunately serving to keep her overstimulated pussy on edge. She felt embarrassed with wet panties and for being basically sent to the emergency room for cumming too much, but she had to admit she was pretty debilitated. Luckily her father had a friend that worked in the emergency room and so it wasn’t too long before she was called back. Despite wanting to accompany her, at her request her father stayed in the waiting room.

Her father’s friend saw her very quickly after the nurse did the intake. He was, she noticed, a very handsome man. Though, she also noticed that there was no thrill in her pussy. Curiouser and curiouser.

“Hello, Katherine! Sorry we had to see you here today! The nurse told me you were feeling hot and then ended up with seizures at breakfast? Does that sound right?”

“Hi Dr. Fleisman! Uh, well, kinda?”

“Kinda? Please let me know if anything is wrong there, Katherine. We need to know exactly what happened if we’re to help you out.”

“Okay, yeah, I’m sorry Dr. Fleisman. It’s just a little embarrassing? I, well, I’ve been feeling this.. Vibration in my, uh.. vagina? Around my.. um... clitorus. It started this morning and got really intense at breakfast and, well, I didn't so much have a seizure as, well… came really hard and it wouldn’t stop and oh god, I’m sorry! Sorry, it sounds so dumb...”

“Katherine, please, don’t worry! It’s totally natural that sometimes our bodies betray us! Especially at your age things like this can happen. Okay, so, you’ve been having this feeling all morning, do you know if it’s connected to anything in particular?”

Katherine’s mind flashed to her dad’s voice and her dad’s hand on her thigh in the car and… fuck, she couldn’t tell him that!

“Uh, well, nothing specific but uh, I did notice my oatmeal tasted a bit off this morning?”

“Oatmeal, huh? Well, I can’t say that it sounds like it covers everything but how about you stay away from oats for a while, see if it improves anything. And at this age it’s not unusual to, uh, discover new things about yourself, sexually. So maybe pay attention to any triggers when you get this feeling, it may help to see if there’s a new focus. And, hmm, when’s the last time you masturbated?”

Katherine felt a little odd about this but, well, he was a doctor!

“Uh, last night I guess?”

“Hmm, okay. Well, that is one theory down. But I do want you to be careful and try masturbating when you feel this again, if it’s appropriate. It might be that you were a little… pent up, and that’s why this morning was so intense. Maybe not, since it was just last night, but still, give it a shot. Sometimes masturbating to the triggering fantasy can really help relieve your tension. Okay, so, try that, and no more oats. How are you feeling now, by the way?”

“Oh, uh, I feel okay, actually. I’ve been feeling better since we got to the ER.”

“Okay, that’s something. Alright, I’m going to write you a doctor’s note, stay home today and get some rest, I’m sure your father can call out and give you some attention today. So remember, pay attention to any triggers, try and relieve yourself if you do, and stay away from oats. Sound doable?”

Katherine nodded while her thoughts flew. What if the new trigger was her daddy… uh, her father? Would masturbating to him really help? That didn’t seem right but well, he was the doctor. Maybe worth a try. And maybe that wasn’t the trigger at all! It could totally be a coincidence. She thanked Dr. Fleisman and gathered her things to meet her father in the waiting room and… oh fuck, there it was again. She was getting used to it, though? That was something, she barely broke her stride as she saw her father and her pussy got wet. But, fuck, maybe she did need some release. The ride home was a little awkward, Katherine didn’t want to tell her father everything about the meeting, but she did tell him that he said that she may have been feeling pent up stress and for her to get bed rest and to avoid oats.

He nodded and said that he would take off and take care of her today, and that she should go up to her room and rest when they got home. She agreed, and as soon as they got home she quickly went upstairs. Fuck her pussy was wet! She had held it together well in the car but she was fucking horny! Her pussy had been on fire the whole time she was in the car with her daddy. Mm, and there was that word again. Dr. Fleisman had said that she should masturbate to her trigger, so, well, she figured she should give it a shot?

It felt so weird as she stripped and her hand found her soaking pussy. Should she really be doing this? Thinking of her father as she flicked her clit? Oh god, but it felt so good! She pushed two fingers into her sopping pussy and thought about her dad’s hand on her knee in the car, thinking about her daddy’s hand touching her pussy and FUCK! Fuck that was good! She bucked her hips and came, feeling herself squirt a little into her hand as she continued to fuck herself, thinking of her daddy’s hand on her. Fuck fuck FUCK it was good!

And just then, she had a thought, what about her ass? At first it seemed like the thought came from somewhere else, like she had heard something say ‘anal’, but that was clearly just her mind playing tricks on her. And it was clear how much her body wanted it, she hadn’t ever fooled around with her ass before but damn if it didn’t sound good right then, her pussy vibrating with desire! As she was coming down from the last orgasm her hand traveled down to her ass and oh damn was that good! Her pussy juices made her finger slick and she pushed a single digit into her ass and oh wow, yeah, that was amazing! And then the face of her daddy came back to her and oh god yes, what if his face was down there? What if he was licking her pussy and it was his hand exploring her ass and oh god OH GOD OH GOOOODDD!!!!!

She came so hard, bucking into her hand as she squirted and felt her asshole tighten around her finger. Fuuuuccckkkkk that was good! Finally, finally she felt as if she was satisfied, and she drifted off to a dreamless sleep.