Brian pushed the door to Jenny's bedroom open and stood, just watching, as the light from the window played across his daughter's face. The light sheet had slid down from her breasts and he could see the dusky pink circle surrounding the base of her nipple. Slowly, her eyes still closed, Jenny stretched, pushing the sheets further down and gradually revealing more of her creamy skin. Brian could feel the breath catch in his chest, as the sheet slid over her hips and he could glimpse the fringe of golden curls that covered the mound of her pussy.
Silently, barely daring to breathe, Brian stepped forward and gently rested the carefully wrapped box on her pillow. The label had taken almost as long to write as it had taken him to wrap the gift. Eventually, he had settled on the simplest of messages. "To Jen, Happy 21st birthday. All my love, Dad." Inside, were the keys to her new car.
The box touched her pillow with the tiniest of rattles and Jenny's eyes flipped open. The smile that had bowed her lips, as she slept, broadened.
"Did you like that, Daddy?" Jenny asked
"Like what sweetheart?" he responded
"Looking at me with no clothes on."
Brian just looked downwards and Jenny followed the direction of his gaze with her eyes. He had not meant to draw her attention to his swollen cock, where it pressed against the material of his pants, but he had not been able to look his daughter in her beautiful eyes and admit that he had been filled with a lust to possess her. Jenny looked and breathed deeply, almost sighing as she reached out to place her cool fingers against the bulge.
"Oh Daddy, you did like what you saw."
"I'm sorry honey, I should have waited until you got up, but I wanted you to find your present as soon as you woke up. Then you were so beautiful, I just couldn't help it."
"Daddy, that's all right. I knew you were looking at me. I wanted you to."
Jenny sat up and flung her arms around Brian kissing him on his lips. Brian opened his mouth to protest, to tell her to stop, or was it just to groan? He would never know because she thrust her tongue deep into his mouth and pulled him more tightly against her. He could feel the heat flare in his cock and balls and the burning in his belly as her kiss sparked his need for her. He imagined her pretty mouth embracing his cock and he groaned again.
"Daddy, do you think I'm pretty?" Jenny asked in a quiet whisper at his ear.
"Darling you are beautiful, you've always been beautiful." Brian replied as quietly as she asked.
"But as a girl, a woman, not your daughter."
"As a woman, you are beautiful, not only as my daughter."
"Daddy would you do something for me?"
"Anything you want."
"Daddy, I want you to fuck me."
"But Jen, I'm your Daddy, I can't do that."
"You said anything. You said I was beautiful." Her hand stroked the bulge of his cock, "You want to."