Daddy's Girl
Anathe was happy to be a father. Ever since he became a father, he had something to look forward to every day of his life. His children became the center of his attention, and he worked to give them a great life.
Now, father to a set of twins, one male and the other female, and a younger daughter, Anathe was more or less content with his life. What he really needed was a woman to stand by him, but even without their mother around Anathe had what he needed. The older daughter would be the one who would come to see her father most often; she was always a Daddy's Girl.
Anathe was a full-blooded tiger. He was tall, he was broad, and he was generally masculine - even though a few people had known him to be submissive. When standing nude, each of his muscles could be seen, all developed to the point that he was an obvious specimen of stamina and strength. He had light blue eyes, piercing and strong, honesty gleaming in them. In addition to that, he was always pushing the limits of his mind, and he always sought to learn more. Enough was never enough for him.
Ellone, his daughter, had many of her father's traits. She had the same coat pattern as he did, although each of her stripes took on her mother's gray. Some would call her a bookworm, but she knew that she was more than that; everyone around her did. She was beautiful, with the curves of a seductress and the curly maroon hair to go with them. She got a lot of her traits from her temptress mother, as well... Especially those dark blue eyes, giving a deep judgmental look with every pass of her gaze.
It was a normal Friday afternoon... Ellone had a key to his house and would visit on most Fridays. Today, she wore a casual outfit, just a pair of denim shorts and a rather tight white tee. However, she got out a little earlier today and decided to head straight to her father's, finding that he was still in his gym. Her father needed to work out regularly in order to keep his body toned. Wanting to find something to keep her occupied for the next hour or so, she decided to pad her way towards the secret library in his house: behind the faux-waterfall on the second floor. A hint of a blush across her face, she opened her bag.
Anathe grunted as the metal bar fell back onto its rungs. Laying flat on his back on the bench, he took a few moments to get his breath back and let the tension pass. The sweat was wiped from his brow with a towel and he finally stood, taking a glance at his watch. He was expecting Ell in over an hour, so he'd take his time with his shower and just try to enjoy himself for the time being. So with a relaxed sigh, he headed towards the bathroom, towel slung over his shoulder.
A half hour later, Ellone's blush had spread. She could feel the heat all over her face, in her breasts, and in her loins, and she was hardly able to keep herself together. Some of her friends had jokingly bought the half-breed several magazines depicting sex, as well as a few 'personal' toys. She couldn't help herself and she ended up reading through some of the magazines, which is why she was in such a state now. The button of her shorts was undone, the zipper halfway opened, and her left paw was dangerously close to her inner thighs. The tips of her claws played at the denim material, getting closer and closer to the opening of her zipper. It wasn't long until her claws were teasing her virgin slit through her black satin panties, tracing along the fabric. She still had plenty of time, so she'd take whatever time she needed to get herself nice and ready.
Of course, it's so simple for everything to turn around in an instant. Anathe, with only a towel around his waist to keep him from dripping, had entered the library with the intent on retrieving a book. Ellone heard the click of the door when her father started to push it open. Her heart jumped into her throat and she shoved the magazines on the table into her bag. She didn't even have time to zip her shorts back up! She had to pull her legs up to her chest in order to hide that fact, although she had to turn her legs to one side to hide the dampened denim that was undeniably spreading. While these were easy to hide, there was still one thing she hadn't counted on: the deep scent of arousal. Still blushing furiously, she stammered as she spoke, "H... Hi, Daddy..."
When he spotted his daughter, he was already well into the room. "..Ell? What the hell are you doing here so early? Geez, girl, I wasn't expecting anyone to be-" There was that scent in the air... The very same scent he'd gotten to know over the past several years, the one that drove him wild whenever he was anywhere near it. It was her mother's scent, though with a little bit of a difference. "I.." He closed his eyes and took a few steps towards her, getting closer to the scent. He had to sit down, so he would do so on a cushion several seats away from his daughter. He coughed to clear his throat and crossed his arms over his chest. "Hi, baby."
The girl let out a giggle and lifted her left paw up to him in a childish wave, slowly pushing the bag with her new toys and magazines underneath the table nearest her with her foot. "I told you I had a half day today, Daddy... So I came here early." She nodded as if to assert the point, but Anathe was sharper than most. His eyes shot to the bag and he glanced up at her. "What's in the bag?"
She responded meekly, not wanting to be heard by the larger tiger. When urged by her father to speak up, she muttered out, "N.. Nothing, Daddy.." However, Anathe wasn't going to let this go lightly. He stated simply, "Ellone Verus.. You're my daughter, no matter how old you are.. Now, what's in the bag?" Apparently, she had no choice and no escape.. So she handed the bag over to him. Inspecting the contents, he raised his head as the blood started pouring into his face. Now red-faced and hot-cheeked, the tiger handed the bag back to her. He continued with, "Er.. Where'd you get these, Ell?"
Ellone let a sigh out of those angelic lips and looked up into her Daddy's eyes. "My friends thought it'd be funny.. And.." She gulped down a lump in her throat, incredibly nervous. "Mommy gave me one of her toys.. Said something about how she knew what the cravings were like.." She mumbled something nearly incoherently about how 'she was starting to feel the cravings, too'.
"If.. If you don't mind, I really need to finish up, Daddy.. I can't stand the pressure.."
Anathe wasn't able to stand up. If he stood up, then the bulge that was already jumping out of his towel would stand out even more. With the scent of his lover fresh on the air, he couldn't escape the feelings coursing through his being. After a few moments of Anathe not moving, Ellone felt her lips tug into a little smile. The bulge in the towel was spotted, and his frozen appearance said it all. It must have been the heat in her loins speaking for her, but she said, "Unless... You wanted to watch your little angel be naughty, Daddy..."
It seemed as if Ellone had been taking lessons on seduction from her mother. This was the exact kind of routine Zhani would use to turn him on, and it seemed to be working. The bulge was growing, and he could barely hide it at this point. Ellone set her feet on the floor and started to wiggle her hips out of her shorts, showing the black panties to her Daddy one inch at a time. Anathe let out a sigh, saying, "Ell.." But she wasn't going to stop unless he did something about it. With her hips completely free of the shorts, she kicked them over to her Daddy, showing him that long, slender leg traveling up to her thighs, then finally those black panties. For the first time in his life, Anathe was seeing his daughter in a new light. She wasn't just his daughter... She was a woman.
Something inside the male clicked.
"Well.. Go on then, babe. I'm watching." He couldn't suppress the erection growing beneath his towel and he wouldn't do anything to calm it down. He would play along with her little game, because she obviously would've done it whether or not he was there. So Ellone slowly began to remove her panties, moist with her arousal. His eyes were stuck on her slit, untouched by anyone but herself, unbroken by any man.. The panties were kicked to him, landing on his lap, and he merely kept them there as he leaned back against one of the table. The arousal was now in the air at a full force, and Ellone had no trouble in spreading it. Her fingers traveled down her body, going over that white tee and down to her slit.
She spread herself open with two fingers as a third began to rub her engorged clit. "Do you like what you see, Daddy?" She slid the finger from her clit to move down to her slit, half an inch penetrating the pink depths and she swirled it around lightly. She was teasing him. Her left paw slid under her shirt to unclasp her bra, which she pulled out of her shirt and tossed aside; she'd keep the shirt on for now, she really enjoyed the way her pink nipples poked out of the tee. Grabbing onto her breast with that left paw, she let her tongue slip out of her mouth and run along her bottom lip. "Mm, Daddy.. It feels so good..." She let out a soft moan, pressing the finger in deeper. Within minutes of sliding that finger in and out, she added another in.
Even from his distance, Anathe could tell just how tight his daughter was. She was small enough as it was, but she was also a virgin, and having a hard time with just the two fingers. His right paw rested on the fold of his towel as if it would turn over by itself. His left, however, rose and it was lifted towards his daughter. He motioned her to come over, said "Come," and she obliged. On weak legs, she made her way towards her father, and when she was close enough Anathe took her by her wrist. Lips were wrapped around the fingers that were penetrating her slit, and he tasted his daughter's juices. That rough tongue of his licked up and down the fingers until he was satisfied with the taste he'd gotten, and he let the fingers go.
She whispered, "Daddy.. I want to see your cock." She stated it bluntly, not feeling any more tension in the room. Anathe responded with, "Go ahead." She finally felt free to do as she wanted so she dropped to her knees in front of her Daddy, pulled open that towel, and looked open-mouthed at the thick black shaft lying before her. "Oh.. My God.." She absently began to stroke it, fingers running over the flesh and pulling it back, then sliding her fingers back up to the tip. "I've dreamt about this for.. So long..." She felt a purr come from deep in her throat, and Ell moved up to sit on his lap. She grabbed his right wrist with both of her paws and directed his paw towards her slit. "Touch me, Daddy.. Show your daughter how much you love her."
Anathe was more than willing to do that for her. Two of his fingers, much thicker than any of hers, pressed against her slit. Her entire body shuddered uncontrollably with that simple touch. The male smiled at this and leaned forward, his lips moving to her neck. If she was anything like her mother... A moan escaped her lips when the teeth bit down into her delicate flesh, tugging lightly. Anathe muttered, "Perfect" into her fur and started to press those fingers into her depths again. Her walls hugged his fingers tight as her body convulsed; she wasn't used to anything so thick being inside of her, and her muscles were going crazy. As best as she tried to control them, only time would remedy her control. The pink slit spread for him the deeper he went in until he hit a barrier inside of her. The fingers probed at her hymen, pressing at her virginity. He would keep that for later; while he wouldn't burst through the barrier just yet, he would continue to slide those fingers in and out. She was slick, nearly dripping wet, which aided the fingers sliding in, even making a noise which she found a little embarrassing. If the sound bothered her father, he didn't show any signs of it.
Every time he pushed those fingers in, he did it with a little more speed and a little more force. Soon, her hips were bucking into his hand while her juices pooled on his palm and ran down his arm. She was arched backwards, grabbing onto her father's legs with her claws extended. "D.." She could feel it coming. The entire time that Anathe was fingering her slit, she had experienced minor orgasms. Each was a small wave of pleasure that washed over her, but none of these could compare to the one that built up over time. "Da.." Her eyes were forced closed, her entire body shook, and she wildly bucked her hips into his hand as he matched every pump. "Daddy~!" She screamed out, her body tightened up, and the world disappeared for a few moments. She was pouring her juices out by now, and they covered her thighs. Panting, the lithe tiger let go of his legs and slipped onto her back, placing her back along her father's length.
Slipping those fingers out of her, Anathe raised his hand up to his lips and tasted his daughter again. "Don't tell me you're done already, Ell. We've only just started." Ell, with a giggle, rose up and quickly pressed her lips to his. Her slender lips were closed on his lower lip and she gave a light suckle to it. After a few moments of this, the female tiger slid down the male's body and positioned herself between his legs. Once again, her paws wrapped around the ebon shaft, spreading the clear liquid over the head and body of it. Those paws started to stroke the shaft, slowly gliding up and down the dark meat. She was amazed by it, never having seen anything like this before. "Daddy.. It's huge.." She wanted to do everything to it, so she began to experiment. She tasted the tip of it, and she tasted his furred sac. It was rubbed against her cheeks, spreading his scent over her face, as if she wanted to make it a part of herself. "I love it..." Her tongue ran along the underside while letting the entirety of the shaft rub over her mouth, past her nose and eyes, and atop her forehead. "Daddy, I want more.." Anathe loved how she was able to sound so childish, while seconds later her mouth was filled with his meat.
The tiger was known in some circles for his manhood; at least a foot long when fully erect, thick as his wrist, and with a bulbous, lightly spined head. It came as no surprise when the girl couldn't easily fit it into her mouth, having to stretch her maw just to fit in the head. There was no conceivable way she'd be able to take it all in tonight, no matter what they tried. She took it in until the tip of the head touched the back of her throat and found she could go no further. He smiled reassuringly to her and placed that sticky, juice-coated paw atop her head. "You're doing fine, baby. Just work your hands and swallow around the cock.." He let out a contented sigh, smiled at her, and watched her as she closed her eyes and proceeded to follow his command.
Her jaw closed over the head of her father's shaft, applying pressure to it with her cheeks. Her small paws, dwarfed by the meat, started to stroke up and down it more, and her tongue tasted the salty pre as it flowed out of the slit in his shaft. At this, the tiger let out a groan and flexed his claws on his left paw. "Mm.. Good girl.." Ell, as she did this, couldn't help but let her mind wander.
She'd wanted this for many months now, going on a year. Ellone wanted to taste her Daddy's seed, to wrap her lips around the, and taste the salty maleness that was her father. She wanted the orbs that hung beneath it, taste the furred sac that once held her until her release. His little angel had come home late one night, so instead of confronting her parents in the dead of night, she successfully snuck upstairs. However, when she reached the floor with her room, she heard loud moans coming from her father's room, the door mistakenly left ajar. Curiosity taking over her, she crept up to the door and peeked inside.
"Alright, baby... You're doing great, but I know something you'll enjoy even more.." She blinked up at him and into reality, the past moving away in the same instant. As her Daddy moved her onto her back and positioned himself between her legs, Ellone whispered to him. "Daddy... I want you to take me.. But please, be gentle.." With a blush and a smile, Ellone wrapped her arms around her father's neck and pulled him into another kiss. Their tongues met briefly, just enough time for her to get a taste of herself, and he his own taste. After their kiss, he responded to her with a simple, "I promise."
The tip of the shaft pressed into her slit as soon as her legs wrapped around his back. He would be gentle to her, as he promised, but that wouldn't stop it from hurting her. As his dark tip split her pink lips, she shuddered and let out a moan. He pushed in unopposed for several seconds, pressing the shaft in inch by inch slowly. She spread around him with every passing inch of the length, her slit hugging tightly to his shaft. This was the tightest he'd ever known a girl to be; yet, still he was determined to open her. "Daddy.." They both felt it. "Is this going to hurt..?" Anathe nodded to her, but pulled back slightly. Their lips met again, locking them together as he made that push.
Ellone screamed into his mouth, her eyes shut tightly and her arms and legs hugging his body tightly. He'd kissed her to try and take away from the pain, to have to focus on something else other than that... But it was of no use. "Just.. Push it in!" She broke from the kiss and yelled out, and he nodded to her. Instead of breaking her virginity slowly, he would push in what he could with a single thrust; he wasn't going to make his daughter suffer through more. The throbbing shaft pushed into her, breaking through the hymen entirely. It was pushed in about halfway when he stopped, allowing her to catch her breath again. He pulled her into another kiss after a few moments, before she licked at his lip, broke the kiss, and whispered to him. "Okay.. I'm ready."
Urging him on by squeezing her ankles around his backside, Ellone giggled at her Daddy. That being all the motivation he needed, the male slowly began to develop a rhythm. She could feel every detail of his shaft as it entered and left her, the veins rubbing against her nerve endings with each movement. His hips swung into her, and with every thrust her toes squeezed behind him. While he wasn't able to fully press into her, he did manage to fit most of his shaft in. About eight inches were in her, buried deep into the girl, though every thrust tempted him to press in further. Ellone's insides were churning, already having experienced more light orgasms after the pain in her body turned right back around to pleasure. Her eyes remained closed, and she was always letting out a moan. Even though he towered over her and, as her father, had always seemed like a giant to her, she appreciated his gentle side more than anything else.
"Daddy.. It's.. So good..." While he continued to thrust, she had started to learn how to time herself so she could push her body back down into his, causing for a more intense push. It was starting to hurt from him pounding into her walls like that, but she really loved the pain, for some reason she couldn't quite understand. "Faster.." And again, the male obliged to her wishes, his thrusts picking up speed. No matter how fast he was going, he was able to keep a great rhythm and tempo, never missing a beat. Within minutes, he was bucking his hips against hers, filling her with his meat and quickly emptying her of it, only to fill her once more. That large sac of his was hitting against her thighs. Everything that was going on, the two of them shared in the pleasure, occasionally giving the other a loving kiss to the lips or neck. She had cum three times since he had picked up speed, and her feet were becoming numb from the pure pleasure of it all. Her moans filled the room, though as he approached his own orgasm he started to make sounds other than deep grunts; moans started to escape him, enveloped in the pleasure.
"Baby, I'm going to cum soon.." He purred into her ear, and she nodded to him with what energy she could manage. She responded with, "Please, Daddy.. Fill me with your cum... I want to feel it in me." With a raised eyebrow, Anathe nodded to her. He was always wary when it came to this, but he could, at the very least, make her first sexual experience a complete one. Her claws slid out and she clawed into his back as she felt another orgasm coming on, this one larger than before. It wasn't long at all before his thrusts became deeper, pushing nearly the entire length into her. With each push, she slid further back along the cushion, but was pulled back as he retracted his shaft. Finally, he felt his sac start to churn with life. The male was ready to cum and fill her with his seed. He thrust several more times after the sac pulled up to his body, giving her another orgasm. For the first time, he finally hilted himself within her depths, and his seed started to fill her slit and womb. She felt everything, and just the hot seed alone caused her to have the most powerful orgasm she'd had during that night. A loud moan echoed the room, and the last thing of the night she remembered seeing was her father looking into her eyes.
Anathe was holding Zhani up against the wall, the two of them completely nude. Her claws were dug into his back to the point where blood was being drawn, and every time the male thrust, the gray kitten was slammed into the wall... And she seemed to be enjoying every second of it. Ellone watched as her father plowed into her mother, eyes wide open. All the gray feline could do was moan, shudder, and scream out in pure ecstasy at the tiger's actions. "Mmn.. Fuck me, Tiger.." Her claws clenched the tiger, staining his fur with blood, and her legs pulled his shaft deeper into her. He bit into her neck, his sac pulled up to his body, and she let out a moan. They held the position for a few moments, before white liquid started to drip to the floor beneath them, soon becoming a puddle of their love as he pulled out. That's when Ellone saw it: black, flesh glistening with cum; her father's shaft still pouring out his seed. His lips were locked with the gray felines, but Ellone couldn't pay attention to anything else but that shaft. She snuck back off to her room, her thighs wet, her mind full with images that tainted her every thought and dream. She needed that shaft.
She awoke early in the morning, still wearing only her shirt. For the most part she had been cleaned, but there was so much of the seed inside of her that it had continued to dribble out throughout the night. The male's arms were wrapped about her body; she was lying in his lap on his bed; he'd carried her there after she blacked out. While he was lying with his back against the headboard, she was slouched in his lap, her head on his chest. Her head tilted upwards and she could see her father's face, his eyes closed and his features soft. His dark hair framed his face, and Ellone smiled. "Daddy..." She purred out, leaning back against him, seeking for more of his warmth. Her eyes slipped shut and that smile stayed upon her lips. "I'll always love you..." She drew the blanket up against her, covering both of them with it.
She was always a Daddy's Girl.