The next day

The next morning she woke up refreshed and feeling great. Her dreams had been pleasant and restful. They had involved far more of her father naked than she was used to but hey, she couldn’t say she didn’t like what she saw. Remembering her mistake yesterday she put on a skirt AND panties for school, as well as the uniform shirt and a bra. Don’t need any ‘incidents’ in school. If she was reacting this way to her daddy she couldn’t imagine what would happen around Tony. But she would get through it! It was Friday after all, and if she got through today she’d have the whole weekend to jill herself silly if she wanted to.

Downstairs at breakfast her daddy doted on her, making sure she was feeling okay and truly ready to go back to school. She assured him she was, and even with the thrills she got every time he touched her she kept her cool. Even when she was eating breakfast (eggs over medium with left-over cheese sauce, her father apparently deciding she still needed to stay away from grains) and her pussy was gushing she didn’t betray a sign. Maybe she had a thing for food, too? Anyway, she had this!

And had this she did. Actually, it was really easy. Her pussy seemed to behave itself the whole day, even when Tony gave her his winning smile! Fuck, was she loosing interest in him? She had to admit her daddy cut a better figure, and plus he probably fucked way better and if her dreams were right his cock was-

Fuck! Well now her pussy was leaking, even if the typical vibration had gone. But whatever, it was just a few more periods. And so she finished out the school day without incident, despite losing her focus just a few more times. She was even starting to think whatever had happened was over until she got home and found her daddy doing crunches in the living room. Aaannd there was the vibration again! It was only a moment until he noticed her in the hallway and called to her.

“Oh, great, princess, perfect timing! Would you mind giving me a hand here?”

“Oh, uh, of course daddy! What do you need?”

Her father smiled at her and she realized she just called him daddy. Fuck, had she really done that? He didn’t say anything, though, and just continued.

“Could you hold down my feet? Makes these crunches way easier.”

“Of course dadd- dad!” she said, just catching herself from calling him daddy again. Once was enough for one night. She knelt down in front of him and held his feet. She tried not to be but she was quickly mesmerized by his crotch. Fuck it looked good. And smelled so good! And was that lump in his pants his cock? It looked so big if it was soft! But, maybe it was hard? Was her daddy’s cock hard for her? Surely it was just an endorphin thing, right? He wasn’t getting hard thinking about how close her face was when he was in a crunch, was he?

“Hey there, Katherine, baby?”

“Hmm? Oh, sorry, what daddy?” Fuck, there it was again, fuck it, it’s too late now. Mm, but her pussy seemed to like that, giving a little thrill as she said it.

“Uh, want to let me up, darling? My set is done.”

“Oh, right, sorry!” Katherine jumped up, tearing her gaze away from his crotch which she had evidently not done yet. “I’m going to just get changed before dinner, daddy, these clothes are all sweaty. I’ll be down soon!”

“No problem, darling! I’ll have dinner ready in half an hour.”

“Okay! See you then daddy!”

She skipped upstairs, tearing her panties off as soon as she got her door closed and had her fingers in her pussy in moments. Then she put the fingers of her other hand in her mouth. Fuck, his cock had been so close! What would it have tasted like? If it was anything like it smelled it would be wonderful. She could practically hear him now, “that’s right, baby, suck my cock” he would say as she pulled down his shorts and blew him in the middle of the living room. “Oh your mouth is so good, baby, my little cum slut” Her body jolted as she imagined him calling her a slut. “My little cum-starved whore, you want to swallow your daddy’s cum?” She moaned a yes around her fingers. Fuck this was an intense fantasy! “Good girl, cum and I'll fill your mouth little slut. Cum for daddy! Cum with my cock in your mouth like a good little slut!” And she did, cumming mostly not too loud since her mouth was stuffed with her fingers.

She was still kind of wound up at that point but her father called her for dinner so she got ready instead, shedding her clothes and putting on pajamas, an old pair of her father’s sweatpants and a large t-shirt. She didn’t bother with underwear again, but she figured the baggy pants would mean she wouldn’t be in trouble. And plus going without felt so good and free! She felt her pussy thrum appreciatively as she slid on her pants without panties. Or maybe it was because it was her daddy’s old pants? His big cock had once been inside these! Well whatever, either way it felt great.

She skipped back down to the dinner table to find a bowl of butternut squash soup at her place. She sat down, noticing the small swirl of something translucent at the top, probably olive oil? Her daddy always thought of everything! It was a little opaque but she reasoned that was probably just the soup below it. They chatted about their days normally, even as her pussy thrummed every time her daddy spoke. She was getting good at this! Even if it was hard not to think of his big, hard cock.

After dinner she cleaned the dishes, though she paused as she felt her daddy come up behind her. He was so close, and her pussy gushed as he wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her into him to kiss the top of her head. This was normal, right? Her pussy was just making her imagine that he was holding her tighter than normal, that he was pausing to smell her hair. That was silly, he was just concerned for her.

“You sure you’re feeling better, baby? You still feeling better? You’re still so hot.”

Uh, he meant temperature hot right? Of course he did, jeeze Katherine, she chided herself. “Uh, yeah daddy, I’m sorry to worry you, I am!”

“Mm, and you’re so tense, baby! Maybe you need a nice shoulder rub?”

She barely had time to even process that before he was behind her, and his big, strong hands were on her shoulders, rubbing them. Oh god that felt good, and her pussy was going crazy. She was glad she wore the pants instead of a skirt, or he may have heard her dripping! He kneaded her shoulders and neck so well, then his hands were under her arms and he was squeezing her sides, and she was leaning back into him, and she could feel a hard lump in his pants, and his fingers were so near her nipples and if he just moved a little more forward he would-

“There you go, baby! I think that helped a bit. You feel better?”

She staggered at the sudden loss of him behind her before catching her balance. As she turned around to face him her eyes strayed to his pants before she quickly looked up at his face. Was his smile a bit more… devious? No, that was crazy! This was all in her head.

“Uh, yes daddy, thank you! Way better.”

“Great! And how do you feel about a movie tonight, darling? A chill night after your day yesterday.”

“Uh, sure daddy! Your choice of movie, okay?”

“Cool! I’ll set up the living room, just come in when you’re ready.”