He was sitting in his leather chair watching the news that morning. I had just woken up and brushed my teeth. I heard the TV and thought I would go say good morning to Daddy. At that time, I had no idea what was coming. It was just another day. I walked into the living room having slept so well, I was feeling good and giddy.

"Good morning, Daddy! How did you sleep?" Daddy looked up at me and I could see him tense immediately.

"Sarah, what are you wearing? Put some clothes on right now!" His voice was stern and with a tinge of anger. It caught me off guard. I looked down at myself – I was wearing the same sheer cotton V neck T shirt I've slept in for years. Granted it has gotten a little small for me, the thin cotton stretched over my growing breasts. I had noticed my tits getting larger and rounder. I was developing much earlier than all of my friends at school. I didn't know just then that my Daddy had been noticing too. My pink panties peeked out from the length of the shirt.

"Daddy I am wearing the same thing I always wear to bed." I felt tears burning in the corner of my eye. I didn't expect Daddy to be so harsh. "Did you I do something wrong? Why are you mad at me?"

"Daddy your voice sounds different. Are you sick? Are you sure you aren't mad at me?" I pouted a little and looked Daddy in the eye.

"Honey, Daddy's not mad. I was just surprised at seeing you in those clothes this morning. You are growing up so fast," Daddy said, his voice still a hoarse.

"You don't like it that I am growing up, Daddy? Aw, it's okay Daddy I am always going to be your little girl!"I said as I wiggled in closer to him.

Daddy's eyes became intense as I wiggled. I felt something starting to push against my bottom. "Daddy," I giggled, "what's down there? There's something hard sticking into my bum!" I shifted backward a bit expecting to find daddy had the remote control or something sitting on his lap but instead found nothing but the crotch of his pants sticking up like a big tent.

"Daddy what is that!" I bit my lip and looked up at daddy's face, feeling concerned and confused. "Daddy what is that big thing in your pants??"

Daddy's eyes hardened. He put his big strong hands on my waist and lifted me from his lap. "Go change Sarah!" he said sternly and swiftly walked out of the room. I stood there feeling confused and wondering what happened as I heard my daddy walk down the hall and into the bathroom.

I went into my bedroom to change my clothes as daddy instructed. As I pulled my t-shirt over my head I heard a strange sound coming from the hallway. What was that? My head peeked out into the hall and heard those sounds again. It was coming from the bathroom. Who was daddy talking to in there? I tiptoed into the hall and toward the bathroom door and listened. Daddy was moaning!! I was worried that he might be getting sick. I was about to knock on the bathroom door to check on daddy when I heard my name. A whisper, in that hoarse voice. I stopped, held my breath and listened. "Ohh Sarah my sweet girl," I heard daddy moan.

I was so hypnotized by what Daddy was doing I forgot my silence and let out a small gasp. Immediately I covered my mouth, I saw Daddy stop and look toward the door? Did he hear??? Quietly but oh so quickly I got to my feet and scurried back into my bedroom without making a sound. Just as I was quietly click-shutting my door I heard the bathroom door open.

I held my breath, I heard Daddy's footsteps leave the bathroom and stop in front of my bedroom. Did Daddy know I was watching?? Did he hear me gasp?? Still holding my breath I heard Daddy breathing outside my bedroom door. I was quite as a mouse.... then I heard his footsteps walk away. I breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on my bed.

What was Daddy doing in there? Was he jerking off like the boys at school? Was he jerking off and thinking about me? He said my name. He said he wants to fuck me. I asked myself if I heard that right. And how come I never noticed that big giant thing in his pants before?? Daddy's cock is DEFINITELY bigger than all the other boy's dicks; there was no doubt about that. And what was all that stuff that came out of it? Is that what happens when guys cum? I had heard about that too, but I've never seen it before. WAS Daddy saying my name while he rubbed it?

I put my cum-covered fingers in my mouth and sucked it clean of Daddy's white goo. Licking my lips I noticed there was a tiny bit more on the cupboard. Mmm, I wanted to eat that too. I leaned forward and licked Daddy's stuff right off the cupboard. It was Yummy, I thought to myself before realizing this act had began to make the wetness between my legs appear again. The tingle down there was getting stronger. Still on my hands and knees, I looked over the cupboards again seeing no more white stuff.

Disappointed I was about to get up when I noticed a creamy gob on the ceramic bathroom floor just beneath the sink. More! I hadn't even contemplated whether it was a good idea to eat off the floor or not, I just knew my mouth was hungry for it as I licked daddy's thick white cream off the floor. I moaned involuntarily as I licked up Daddy's semen. Something inside my belly and between my thighs was heating up. My body felt electric and carnal on my hands and knees in the bathroom looking for more of daddy's cream.

After licking up daddy's mess I admit I felt a little ashamed. I tried not to think about it. I hopped in the shower and told myself I shouldn't have spied on my Daddy when he was rubbing and pulling on that big cucumber cock. I definitely shouldn't have licked his gooey juice from the cupboards and floor. I was relieved to find that by the time I had finished my shower Daddy had gone. He left a note saying he would be gone for a few hours. I was also relieved to have cleaned the wetness from between my legs. I sat in front of the TV and tried to forget about the strange things from today. I TRIED to forget, but my mind kept wandering back to what I saw in the bathroom.