Kate Ch 01 7

English not my primary language, so forgive the mistakes, especially the "s"...

Beware -- story is about father and daughter and it involves piss drinking. If it is not your thing, skip it, otherwise -- enjoy it and leave a comment.

-- Day 1 --

I woke up sweaty, hot and with a parched mouth. It was dark and I got around the room by memory only as I went to kitchen to look for something to drink. I was in my cabin out in the woods with my teen daughter for a week of get a way. Cabin doesn't have a running water, so we use a nearby well to get a drinking water in a bucket. Except bucket was empty now and I really didn't fancy to go for a refill in the middle of the night. I opened fridge and started rummaging through it, but there was nothing drinkable except for my daughters water bottle. I grabbed it and it was half full, it will do, I'll refill it in the morning. Opened it and took a big gulp and then almost choked... it was piss!

I was dumbfounded and starred at the bottle for a minute, wondering why my daughter would fill her water bottle with piss, and who's piss was it? Did she pee in the bottle or somebody else? Nothing logical thought came up so I shook it off, grabbed a bucket and went to the well to get a fresh water. I'll have to ask her in the morning.

--

Morning came way to early, all night it was hot and only by the early morning did air cool of enough to allow me few hours of decent sleep, but it was bird orchestra outside now and heat already returning with vengeance. My bladder full, so getting up and a walk to outside toilet was inevitable.

Kate was already awake when I entered kitchen, she had one my old t shirts on that was way oversized for her. It went almost to her knees.

"Good morning dad" she beamed a smile at me.

"Morning baby" I croaked, "wow it's hot."

"Tell me about, I tossed whole night. I can't wait for AC to be installed!"

I have ordered AC to be installed in a cabin a month ago, but this heatwave got them busy like crazy and today was finally the day when they suppose to come. It was partially a reason we came to the cabin.

"Yeah, they should come by 9am, so hopefully the rest of the week will be more comfortable," I smiled back. "I need a toilet, could you make me a coffee?"

"Okay, although I have no idea how can you drink it in such a heat?" Kate asked while getting up from a couch.

"Can't start a day without it, so it's not an option," I smirked at her.

--

I went to toilet, started pissing and then it hit me -- I drank piss from my daughters bottle last night. This got me flustered as I didn't know how to approach it with her. What was the reason she had piss in the bottle?

Kate just placed a cup on a kitchen table as I came back. I took a sip of steaming coffee and decided not to overthink it.

"Look baby, did you fill up your bottle with piss?" I asked trying to sound tender and not inquisitive, but I'm not sure if I was successful.

Kate froze. She glanced quickly at me and then looked down. I knew right away that something was up, especially as I noticed her cheeks got red.

She didn't say anything and there was rather awkward silence, so I leaned in and put my hand on her arm and tried to calm her down.

"I woke up in the night feeling thirsty and there was no water," I tried to give some context and fill in the silence. "There was nothing to drink, so I looked in the fridge, found your bottle and drank..."

"You drank my pee?!" she spat suddenly, looking at me with her eyes bulging out.

"Just a sip, until I noticed what it is," it was more than a sip, but I didn't want to say it. "Why did you have pee in it?"

Kate just sat silently looking at her hands and at that moment I heard a car coming into a drive way. I looked through the window and saw it was AC guys. Talk will have to wait.

"AC has arrived baby," I smiled at her, "let's get dressed."

I stood up, but Kate was still sitting and looking gloomy. So I leaned and kissed top of her head.

"It's okay, will talk more later. Now let's go."

"Okay," she said meekly still avoiding eye contact and stood up. She was short, not quite reaching my chest with the top of her head and looked even smaller now. I started to feel sorry for her, I never liked seeing my daughter sad.

"I'm sorry baby," I tried to quickly fix the situation clumsily. "I don't like seeing you sad, it's an AC day, we should be happy."

Kate was still gloomy and just went to her room tapping wooden cabin floor with her small bare feet. I decided to tackle one thing at a time and went to get my pants on before meeting AC guys.

--

Well it was one guy and he was quick enough to install AC in a main room that was also a kitchen, but unfortunately he couldn't install it in our bedrooms since there was shortage of AC units, what with global supply issues. He vaguely promised to come back later this week, since delivery was suppose to arrive in a couple of days.

I wasn't very pleased, but at least we could enjoy some cool air, some of it will get to the bedrooms, I'm sure.

Kate spent all the time in her room while AC was being installed and just now come out, still wearing my old oversized t shirt and having her long blond hair in a pony tail. She was sweaty as temperatures outside were hitting new records, I'm sure. Kitchen though already felt better as cool air was rushing in.

"How did you know it was urine?" she suddenly blurted.

I was taken aback, having mornings conversation, that was in the back of my mind, suddenly brought back like that. It was a good question though. I knew it because I was into watersports and tasted piss of my sexual partners on occasion. Not recently though, since Kate's mom, Evelyn, and I separated a couple of years ago and I didn't get with anyone that had any interest in it. But how to answer my daughter?

I went to sit on a couch and patted place next to me for Kate to sit. She still felt awkward, but came and sat next to me.

"Well...," I have started slowly, "I have tasted it a few times before."

"You drank your own pee?" Kate asked and I think I heard a glimpse of expectation.

"No, not mine."

"You drank somebody else's pee?" Kate was now curious and seemed to have regained some normalcy in her voice.

"I..." I have started slowly. Now it was my time to get flushed. I felt a bit surreal talking about me drinking piss with my daughter. I didn't quite know how to put it, but Kate was already 18 and I guess she would know by now about these kind of sexual fetishes. Not that I wanted to discuss them with her.

Silence fell between us and I felt discomfort growing and I didn't want to leave it like this.

"Watersports," I offered to her.

"Oh..." she said. Then after a while, "did you drink moms pee?"

I guess we going there.

"Well it wasn't like drinking..., more of like she pissed on me," I tried to clarify clumsily, "and sometimes some would get in my mouth."

We sat silently for a while and I noticed her nipples poking through a shirt fabric. AC was now cooling room nicely so this was not surprising, though I didn't feel chilly myself, but Kate was wearing only a t shirt and was barefoot.

"Do you drink your piss?" I asked trying to sound calm.

"Yes" Kate didn't expand.

"Often?" didn't know what else to ask.

"Every morning." I think I heard a hint of pride there.

Wow, that was not something you hear every day. But I tried to keep my composure now that she seems to be opening up.

"When did you start?" I asked.

Kate thought for a moment, "I guess I first started a few years ago."

"Why?" well I had to ask.

"I don't know," came an automatic reply from her.

We just sat there for a moment. I had million questions, but I didn't know how ask them. So I moved closer to her and hugged with one hand, Kate melted in my embrace and started crying.

"I'm sorry dad," she said in between her cries.

"Oh baby girl, you don't need to be sorry," I now hugged her with both my hands and tried to provide comfort.

After a while her cries subsided and we sat there in silence.

"Please don't tell mom," she asked sniffling.

"Of course," I quickly replied. "I won't tell a soul."

That seemed to calm her more. And now she just leaned into me and I rubbed her back gently. I couldn't not notice that she was not wearing a bra and Kate was quite gifted in her chest area. While she was very petite, just like her mom, her chest was... well very noticeable.

It was awkward situation to be in, my daughter just confessed to drinking her own piss every day for years. I didn't want to leave it like this, since situation was still quite tender and I was afraid it would be hard to get back to this topic.

"Did you drink somebody else piss or just yours?" I inquired.

"Just mine," she replied after a little hesitation.

"Okay," my head was buzzing. "Does it, like... well does it make you feel horny?"

Kate didn't reply, just hugged me a little stronger for a moment. I took that as a "yes". I guess it's not surprising that she was into it, since me and her mom were enjoying watersports back in the day.

"Why did you keep that bottle in the fridge?" I asked after a little while.

"Well, I usually only drink it in the morning, and since it was so hot, I didn't want to drink anything warm, so..." Kate seemed to be quite calm.

"I guess it makes sense."

"Do you think I'm a freak dad?" Kate asked.

"No baby girl, of course not." I've tried to assure her. I didn't know what to think, but wasn't going to tell her that. "You're my daughter and I love you. While I don't think it is common, to drink your own urine, I'm sure there are plenty other people who do it."

We continued sitting, AC now made room a comfortable temperature and I enjoyed holding my daughter in my embrace. I kissed the top of her head absentmindedly and rubbed her back again.

"Thank you dad, for not freaking out on me." Kate said and then lifted herself and gave a quick peck on my lips.

Whole situation felt weird, so I wanted to bring some normalcy back. I wanted to spend this week with my daughter enjoying her company, since I didn't see her as often as I would have liked. Since my divorce I only got to see Kate her every other weekend and even those sometimes were skipped since Evelyn moved away to her home town.

"It's nice now with AC, eh?" I asked while changing topic and releasing my grip on her.

"Oh yeah," Kate replied leaning away from me. "Now we'll be able to enjoy this holiday. But why is it only in the kitchen? I thought it's going to be in the rooms as well."

"Yeah, apparently there are supply issues and they don't have any more units." I replied, "Guy said they might get a delivery on Wednesday, so he might come back in a few days with other units."

"Okay, well at least it's something" Kate smiled at me and I felt better, seems like situation didn't get out of hand.

--

Cabin was rather primitive, didn't even have a running water or inside toilet, but it was next to a small lake, with no neighbors for at least a mile and not too far away from the city.

Water was now very inviting as I just finished drinking coffee and decided it was good time to refresh myself. Kate was sunbathing near a lake and she said she wants to avoid tan lines, so asked me to shout if I wanted to get to water.

"Kate! I'm coming for a swim" I shouted.

"Okay" came quick reply after a moment.

I went in and saw that she had her bottoms on, but only held her top pressed to her breasts with her hand. She looked stunning, her pretty face smiling at me, her side boob spilling out from behind her arm, slim legs glistening with perspiration, it was quite the view. I didn't want to linger though, so went straight in.

"Water is brilliant, why don't you come for a swim?" I asked after I came back to shore.

"I have already went it before, but I guess I could again." She said while getting her hand behind her back to attach her bikini top in. Then she absentmindedly moved her hand up front and fixed her breasts by holding a flap with one hand and burying the other hand inside to lift her breast. It was quickly and routinely done, but it left my jaw open, seeing Kate handle her ample breasts like that with her small hands was very erotic.

"What?" Kate asked with perplexed on her face, seemingly oblivious to what she has done.

"Oh... nothing" I snapped out of it, "do you want to play ball?"

"Yeah, why not, I'll go get the ball," she answered and went to the house.

It was not the first time I felt my cock twitch from observing my daughter, but it was still unusual and I tried to keep these thoughts away. Although I was proud Kate grown into such a beauty. She was petite girl, had nice tight butt, slim pretty legs, small features in general, but her main feature was large breasts. They weren't massive, but way larger then what you would expect on a girl her size.

I kept looking at her breasts jiggling while we played with beach ball in the water, it was kind of mesmerizing. I'm not sure if Kate noticed anything, but she didn't comment and we kept conversation light.

After a while we got out of the water and sat in the sun drying up, Kate was next to me and I kept glimpsing at her chest. I could see her nipples poking the fabric, I felt my cock twitch again and cursed myself for allowing such thoughts.

"Would you let me try your pee dad?" Kate suddenly asked while looking into the water.

This time I froze. That was sudden question and I stumbled.

"Aah...," brain just refused to put words together.

"I'm sorry," Kate quickly said while blushing, "forget I said anything."

"No, no that's okay," I tried to recover, "I mean it was just unexpected, but I guess yeah, I wouldn't mind."

"Really?" there was girlish joy in her voice.

"Yes" I said calmly while looking at her.

"Thank you daddy!" Kate shouted, then sprang to her feet and crushed me in a hug, then lightly kissed me on my lips. "I'll go get the bottle."

And with that she was off, running towards the house. I guess we are doing it now.

Kate quickly came back with her water bottle and gave it to me.

"I washed it," she said, now looking a bit more timid.

"Okay... I guess I'll go do it now then" I said picking bottle from her hands.

"Okay"

--

Pissing in my daughters water bottle was certainly not on my to-do list for this week, or any week for that matter, but here I am, holding her bottle next to my cock and trying not to touch sides with it. I was quite full and had no trouble relieving myself, screwed the top on and went back to Kate.

"Here, deed is done" I said with a smirk while returning a bottle. I don't know why I smirked, just kind of felt weird.

"Thank you dad," she said all smiles. "Do you... do you want to watch it?"

What? I kind of didn't think about it, but what, she was asking if I want to watch her drink my piss?

"I guess... yeah I would like to" I quickly replied.

"Okay," Kate replied while unscrewing the cap.

She lifted the bottle and sniffed it a little, a small smile went across her face. I was getting anxious and hot looking at my little daughter. Kate didn't hesitate and took a gulp and swallowed. Then looked at me and smiled.

"I love it dad!" she beamed, "It's kind of different, a bit more bitter, but very similar."

I didn't know what to say, so I just smiled. Kate lifted the bottle and started drinking my piss eagerly now, all the while she kept looking at me. She drank it all in one go. It was hard to believe what was happening.

"There, all gone" she said and turned bottle upside down, then opened her mouth and pushed her tongue out showing me.

"I'm glad you liked it baby girl," I said while feeling hot in my crotch and already imagining various scenarios that father shouldn't.

"Oh I loved it, thank you, thank you, thank you daddy!" Kate quickly hugged me and I hugged her back, feeling her luscious breasts against my belly.

Watching my daughter drink my piss and then feeling her hugging me right after, woke my cock and it was now at half mast, I'm not sure if Kate noticed it, but she didn't comment.

"I'm so full right now, I guess I'll go to toilet before I pee myself," she said with a girlish voice.

I was probably imagining, but I thought I heard some expectation. Did she expect me to drink her piss now? I was occupied with my brain feeding me views of her pissing herself right in front of me though and I didn't reply. Kate left and after a moment I went inside, still processing what has happened and wondering why I was so eager with my imagination.

--

Night came and we were preparing for a sleep, AC did wonders with a kitchen, almost felt too cool now, what with not wearing much closing because everywhere else it was hot as hell. Bedrooms though still felt quite warm, especially Kate's bedroom, it was almost same as before. My one was was opening up right into kitchen and I guess it was receiving some cool air, but hers was further down the corridor and cool air didn't quite reach it.

Kate was not happy with the situation, but at least she got respite from heat and maybe she can manage to fall as sleep before she got too hot.

I was almost as sleep when I heard knocking on my door and Kate pushed her head inside. I kept my door open tonight, so that AC could keep bringing cool air.

"Dad," she whispered, "are you sleeping?"

"No, what is it Kate?" I asked.

"It's too hot in my room, do you mind if I sleep here?"

"Oh, no it's alright baby girl, come," I moved to the side and opened light quilt for her on one side.

"Thank you dad," Kate replied and moved swiftly into my bed.

We didn't snuggle, on account of temperature in my room while being cooler then night before, still feeling quite warm. So I fell asleep rather quickly after.

-- Day 2 --

I felt bed stir, opened my eyes and saw my beautiful daughters face, her large green eyes looking at me and smiling.

"Good morning daddy," she said in a low tone and leaned in to kiss me.

"Morning," I said with a smile, "you look very pretty baby girl."

"Oh, thank you," she said then scootched closer and hugged me.

"Did you sleep well?" I asked.

"Oh yes, I was out like a light the moment I put my head on a pillow," she replied, "so much better in your room."

"Yeah, me too, I guess we were lacking sleep from previous night as well."

We laid there for a for a little while, but it was morning and my bladder was full.

"Okay baby girl," I said stirring, "Daddy needs a toilet."

"Oh, wait," she held me there, "Would you mind if I drank it again?" she asked hesitantly.

Well I guess it was not a one time thing.

"Ahm, no, I don't mind dear," I replied, "where is your bottle?"

There was a pause now.

"You know... well, you could just pee in my mouth," she said meekly.

Wow, that escalated quickly. Now I would lie if I would say I didn't think about it yesterday, but hearing Kate suggest it was something else. I certainly knew I shouldn't even contemplate this, but I guess I shouldn't have allowed her to drink my piss either, or drink any piss really.

"I'm not sure that's a good idea Kate," I was hesitant.

"Please daddy, please," she was pleading in a girlish voice.

"Hmm... are you sure?" I asked.

She didn't reply, just looked at me from my chest and nodded.

"I haven't washed since yesterday," I was now afraid that she will see my cock and, well, have it next to her face, it might not smell that nice, what with no shower and all.

"I don't mind dad," Kate quickly replied.

"Okay," I guess she was determined. "How do we go about this?"

"I'm not sure, I've never done this before."

"Right, well I guess I should stand and you could kneel in front?" I couldn't believe the words myself.

"Okay," Kate didn't hesitate and quickly got out of bed and got on her knees.