With open arms.

The door opens and you find yourself staring up into Daddy's face, your nakedness only add to how overwhelming the swirl of emotions in your heart is. You wanted to be bold, you wanted to take the lead, but as you begin to tremble you feel like a lost little girl...a lost little girl who needs her Daddy to tell her what to do.

"Daddy..." you repeat again, tears beginning to water in your eyes. "Help..."

For a moment you fear he will turn you away, or worse, cast you out into the streets weeping and naked. But instead his face softens and he pulls you into his arms. Your soft body presses flush against his and relief flows over you. You relish in the feeling of your father's muscles through his shirt, ever since you were small pressing yourself against his strong, taut body brought you a sense of calm and security. Now as a naked woman things are no different. His muscled arms wrap around you and squeeze you tighter, your soft breasts squashing against his torso, one hand beginning to stroke soothingly through your long, long hair. Then you feel it, the part of him that is growing harder, pressing against your flat stomach.

You were wrong. Things are different now. The hand that runs through your hair stops at the end and gently cups your ass, stroking and squeezing the smooth flesh, the arm holding you squeezing a little more, holding you possessively close. You let out a shaky sigh, the answer to your unasked question beginning to sink in. A familiar heat begins to grow between your legs and you offer no resistance...this is what you were born and raised for.

You move slowly, one small hand squeezing its way between you and Daddy, gently feeling the stiffening erection through his trousers. This is what he used to make you and now it will....it will...

"Daddy..." you're panting now, desire and confusion swirling together. You feel you don't have the full answer yet, don't know what your future will be...but you know for sure this is where the answer lies. Your head tilts up and your watery eyes gaze deep into your Daddy's fiery ones. "Help..."

Silently your Daddy leans down, seizing your lips with his own. No-one has ever kissed you like this before, but you have seen this kiss every day of your life. It's the kiss that your Daddy gives Mummy, the kiss that makes her weak in the knees and swoon in his arms. You've always wanted to know what that kiss feels like and now, as your knees buckle, you do, and you understand a little more. The kiss is fiery and passionate, dominant and commanding. You feel like you're being swept up in the storm of your Daddy's lust and all you can do is surrender to it, your body and mind going weak. All too soon he breaks the kiss and you're left panting for breath, your lips tingling and **** for more.

Without a word, Daddy sweeps your soft, relenting body into his arms and carries you into his office.