Eric walked into the kitchen, closing the door behind him. He lay the bags of groceries on the kitchen counter. Hitting the message button on his answering machine, there were the usual wrong numbers and telemarketers trying to sell him something.
As he put the groceries away, he heard Julie's frantic voice, "Oh Daddy! Where are you? I need you!"
Eric pressed "rewind" and listened to the message again. It sounded like Julie was crying. Heart racing, he picked up the phone and dialed Julie's number at collage. The phone rang and rang, with no answer. He slammed the phone down, lifted the receiver and dialed her number again. Still no answer!
"Damn!" Eric cursed. He was frantic! "Julie, where are you?" he asked out loud. Just as he was about to try Julie's number again, he heard the front door open and close.
Relieved, Eric called out, "Julie, is that you?"
"Yes Daddy," Julie answered.
Julie walked into the kitchen and with one look at her father, she burst into tears. Eric pulled his sobbing daughter into his arms.
"Honey, what's wrong? Are you hurt?" Eric asked.
Julie was crying so hard, she couldn't speak. Her father held her close, trying to calm his distraught daughter.
"Shhhhhhh sweetie, it's okay, tell Daddy what's wrong," Eric cooed soothingly.
He led her to the overstuffed chair by the window, sat down and pulled her onto his lap. Julie snuggled into her father, burying her face against his chest. Her tears soaked his shirt. Eric held his daughter and gently rubbed her back. The two sat for a long time.
"Oh Daddy," Julie commented as her sobs subsided.
"Now can you tell Daddy what's wrong, honey? You know you can tell me anything," Eric said.
Nodding her head, Julie took a deep breath and pressed herself closer to her father's broad chest. Eric waited patiently for his daughter to explain why she was so upset.
"I....errr....we...ohhhh I can't say it!" Julie stammered, unable to look at her father.
Eric gently pushed her back and looked into her eyes, "Julie, are you in trouble? he asked sternly.
"No Daddy, I'm not in trouble, not the kind you mean anyway," Julie replied, looking away from her father's staring gaze.
"Then tell me, sweetie, what is it?" Eric pleaded.
Sighing deeply, Julie started, "Daddy, if a girl touches another girl, does that mean she is a lesbian?"
"Well honey, not necessarily, some women are together out of curiosity, and some are what they call "bi-sexual". they like both men and women." Eric explained, "why do you ask?"
"I can't tell you Daddy!" Julie gasped, "you will think I am bad!"
"Honey, I would never think you are bad, I love you," Eric promised, " now please tell me what's upsetting you so."
Taking a deep breath, Julie hesitated, " Lisa and I touched each other, well more than touched each other. I don't know how it happened, it just did!"
Eric smiled at his beautiful daughter. He pulled her into the circle of his arms and kissed the top of her head. His cock twitched slightly at what Julie had said.
"Oh honey, that doesn't make you bad! Tell me what happened," Eric said.
Julie sat up and looked at her father.
"You don't think I'm a bad person?" she asked
"Never baby! There's not a bad bone in your beautiful body," Eric laughed, "now tell me."
"Two nights ago, I was having a bad dream," Julie started, "I guess I was crying in my sleep. Lisa came over to my bed and tried to calm me down. She woke me up. I was so afraid, I hugged her. She held me close and whispered that I would be all right. It felt so nice to have her holding me like that. I could feel her breath on my neck."
Julie hesitated in telling her story. She squirmed slightly, still sitting on her father's lap. Eric was conscious of her ass brushing against his cock. He felt it throbbing harder.
"Go on, honey," Eric encouraged his daughter.
Julie continued, "Lisa looked me in the eyes. Then she leaned in and kissed me. Oh Daddy, her lips were so soft. I liked it. Is that wrong?"
"No honey, it's not wrong for two people to make each other feel good," Eric replied, "then what happened?"
Julie sighed and went on, "As we kissed, Lisa rubbed her hand over my breasts. I was wearing your old T-shirt with no bra. My nipples were hard, Daddy. I liked how it felt."
Julie could feel her father's reaction to her words as his cock pressed harder against her ass.
"Go on, honey, tell me what Lisa did then," Eric pleaded.
"Well, she slid her hand under my T-shirt and rubbed her palm over my nipples. She was wearing a short nightie and I moved my hand under to feel her tits as well. Oh Daddy, her nipples were so hard. Then she pulled my T-shirt over my head and pulled off her nightie. We were both naked. Her tits are small with large pink nipples," Julie told her father, taking a deep ragged breath.
Julie realized she was getting turned on telling her father what happened with Lisa. She knew he was as well, because his cock was pushing harder against her ass. Julie shifted slightly on her father's lap, settling his cock in the valley formed by her legs.
Julie continued, "Lisa moved closer to me, pressing her tits against mine. She slid her lips down my neck and across my shoulder. When she started kissing down towards my nipple, I felt my pussy throb. Oh Daddy, when she took my nipple into her mouth, I nearly fainted!" Julie whispered hoarsely, sitting straight up.
Eric pulled his daughter back against his chest. His hands moved around her and cupped her breasts. He could feel her nipples pushing against his palms. He made a circular motion over her firm tits.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm," Julie moaned, laying her head back on her father's shoulder.