Horsey

(All characters are 18+)

'Are you getting ready?' I shout through my bedroom door. Her voice, when it answers, is closer than I anticipated.

'I'm showered daddy'.

'But you aren't ready', I reply, as I look at her standing at my bedroom door in her vest top and little panties. I try not to look too closely and if I am being honest with myself, it takes way more willpower than it should not to look at my daughter. My little girl has grown up. Her pert young breasts push against her vest top and the outline of her puffy nipples are barely hidden against the thin fabric. Her tiny panties are equally tight and show off her lithe figure. She has long, toned legs (when did that happen?) and has turned into what my dad when he was alive, would have called, an absolute stunner.

'So why aren't you ready?' I ask. 'Horsey' is her one word reply. I smile but try to disguise it. Horsey was 'our thing' for years, a fun physical connection between dad and daughter that always resulted in fits of giggles and lots of tickles. I honestly can't remember when we last played. Time has passed and my baby is developing into a young woman, she isn't the young innocent girl she once was. I think back and begin to remember the last time we played. Through the fog of memories I recall that at the end of the game, although nothing was said, there was an awkwardness, a feeling that the game we had just played was now somehow different.

'We haven't done that for a long while, aren't you getting a bit big for horsey?' 'No!' Is her categoric reply. 'I'm not even dressed' I say as I look down at my body. I'm wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of crotch-hugging boxers. 'And I'm not sure we have time', I add. 'We are heading out to lunch, remember?' In truth, I am more worried that my current attire leaves very little room to hide and I'm not sure I can trust myself not to get aroused if the game were to go ahead.

The undeniable truth is that my little girl isn't so little any more and her beautiful body turns me on. She still walks freely around the house, wearing next to nothing and on rare occasions, absolutely nothing. During these times I have surreptitiously watched her and now know her body well. I have observed how her once flat bum, aided by regular trips to the gym and an almost religious devotion to Pilates, has swollen out and rounded in the most beautiful way. And how her perfectly flat tummy separates her well formed but still developing breasts from her hairless little pussy. Does she shave or wax I wonder, either way it looks so smooth.

I hate myself for getting aroused at my own daughter and, worse, I am ashamed to admit that late at night, as I struggle to sleep, my cock grows hard with thoughts of her and I cum hard thinking of her beautiful, tight little body and all the things I would like to do to it.

'Horsey!' She repeats, this time with her hands on her hips and her chin jutting out. This has always been her way of getting around me. Since her mother left us we have lived together alone. She has been my rock and I have been hers. We look after each other and while it's not always smooth sailing, we have found a comfortable way of coexisting in a shared space; me a divorced middle aged man and her a growing young woman with a thirst for life. But she also knows that when it comes to my baby, I am a soft touch. A daddy who will do anything to please his little girl.

And so I relent. To be honest, I barely put up a fight.

If you don't know the game, in Horsey the smaller party, in this case my little girl, straddles the leg of the larger one, me. Then, through varying the speed of the leg, one can simulate, in the most basic sense of the word, the riding a horse. It's a silly game but always fun. We used to play it every day. My little girl would run through the door, fresh from a day at school and shout 'horsey, horsey, horsey' at the top of her voice as she ran through the entire house searching to find me.

Now, my not quite so little girl straddles my right leg, sitting just below the knee and links her hands behind my neck. I can't remember when I was last this physically close to her and I helplessly gaze over her body. She truly is beautiful.

'Horsey!' She says.

I begin slowly, 'trotting' and a wide, beautiful smile grows across my baby's face. The game begins. I deliberately and somewhat desperately, pull my mind away from the thought of the thin piece of tiny material separating my little girl's pussy from my thigh. I am pulled further away from my reverie by another loud demand. 'Faster!' baby commands. I comply, and the speed at which my leg jiggles increases. My little girl giggles and shouts out again, 'Faster, faster!' And once more, I comply. Her beautiful smile grows wider still and she bursts into laughter.

'Watch out, there's a jump ahead' I say, now fully embracing the game and I feel her grip tighten around my neck. She knows what's coming. As she braces herself for what is to come, she leans forward and I glance down at her top. Her soft but full mounds are tipped with hard little nipples. I silently question whether she is getting aroused by the game but discount it, shake the thought off and continue her ride.

After several more jumps and cantors and many more giggles of delight, I slow my leg down to a trot. During the faster sections of the ride she has slid down my leg and much closer to my crotch. When I look down I can see what I feared would happen most visibly has, my cock has grown hard and my baby's little pussy is barely an inch away. Not only that but the thin material of her panties has moved with all the motion and only half covers her soft, hairless mound. The thin fabric bisecting her pussy and revealing one side of her swollen labia.

Fully aware of my swollen cock, baby shows no sign of embarrassment or of moving away in fact, I can feel her grinding slightly against my now still leg. Is she wet? I'm sure that is what I can feel and sure enough, when I look down again, there is a wet, sticky streak along my thigh where her pussy touches my leg.

I'm trying to understand what this means and what I should do, when something even more unexpected happens. As she grinds, she moves even further down my thigh, pulls her panties fully to one side and places her hairless pussy against the fabric covering my now rock hard cock. She continues to grind and as I start to speak she shushes me and says 'please daddy'. I honestly don't know what to do. I know what I should do but her pussy feels so good grinding against me and the thought of her stopping is unbearable.

Because I haven't stopped her, baby's confidence in what she is doing grows. Suddenly, she pulls her vest top over her head, tosses it away and places her hands back around my neck. I look down, her beautiful breasts glisten with perspiration and her small nipples are rock hard. I look back up and she is staring at me, a little smile on her face. She sucks her bottom lip between her teeth and looks me defiantly in the eye, a practiced look and one that she has always favoured when she knows she is doing something that is forbidden and has absolutely no intention of stopping.

Her grinding continues and as she speeds up her eyes seem to lose focus slightly. She suddenly drops her head and buries it into my neck. I can smell her freshly washed and still damp hair next to my face and my arousal grows further still as I feel my baby's pussy grinding against my cock. Her body tenses and she grips my neck tightly and lets out a long moan as she cums.

I feel the dampness from her pussy flow as the speed of her grinding gradually slows. Her movement slowly comes to a stop and instead of the tickles and giggles that used to end a game of Horsey, there is an awkward silence. She slowly raises her head and her cheeks are flushed from what I guess, is a mix of the afterglow of her orgasm and a hint of embarrassment.

'I don't want to go out for lunch daddy, I want to stay here with you'. And with that she reaches down and awkwardly pulls at the fabric of my boxers. I should stop her but I don't. She releases my throbbing cock, stands and pulls my shorts over my thighs and off my legs. My little girl then goes down to her knees and I watch as her little hand grips my hard member.

Then I gasp as I feel the warmth of her mouth envelop me. Her eyes stare up at me as she lightly sucks. She seems so eager to please. Pushing as much of me as she can manage into her mouth. I am overtaken with desire, all thoughts of stopping her dispelled and my hand goes to the back of her head and I push baby's head down further onto me. I can feel the back of her throat against the tip of my cock and she gags slightly as my cock pushes into her mouth still further. I suddenly realise what I am doing and back off.

She pulls back from my cock and I think she is about to move away disgusted, but she surprises me once more.

'Don't stop daddy, I like it. I only gagged slightly and I want to make you as happy as you just made me'.

And with that her lips envelop me again. She reaches for my hand and places it on the back of her head and she encourages me to push down. I do and soon my cock is back in her throat. I stand and take her head in both hands as I thrust my cock into baby's mouth. Saliva drips from her chin as my cock pounds in and out of her mouth and down her throat. It feels so damn good and looks even better as I watch my baby girl take all of my cock. Eventually, I slow down and as I do I release the pressure on my little girl's head and the tip of my cock slides out of baby's throat and just the head remains in her mouth. I sit back down and she locks eyes with me once again and I watch as her tongue circles around my cock and buries into the tip. Then she takes me back inside her mouth and I can resist no more. I release all I have into her mouth and she obediently takes it all, never taking her eyes from mine.

When the last throb of my orgasm subsides, baby slides my cock from her mouth and swallows down my load. As she sits there, kneeling between my thighs my cock still in her hand and my cum in her tummy, I look down at her beautiful body. Her hard nipples brush against my knees and I realise things will never be the same and wonder what this means for our future.