My Daddy’s Cock

My mom cut out when I was 12 leaving just daddy and me. We never heard from her again. My daddy and I had always been close but after mom left and it was just the two of us, we became even closer.

I remember the first time I saw daddy’s cock. I was 13 at the time. He was fixing breakfast and was only wearing a t-shirt and his boxers. Somehow while moving around in the kitchen his cock found it’s way through the front flap of his boxers and I saw it hanging out. I had seen photos of cocks before on the Internet but it was not the same as seeing the real thing.

As soon as daddy realized his cock was showing he quickly stuffed it back in his boxers and he apologized for what had happened. I told him it was ok and that he was my daddy and I loved him. All of him.

I guess that experience sort of broke the ice because the next week when I came down to the kitchen for breakfast daddy was only wearing a t-shirt. I think it was an oversize t-shirt that he slept in because it was long enough that it covered most of his penis. Just the head of his cock was showing dangling beneath the bottom of his t-shirt.

“Morning princess,” he said to me. “I hope you don’t mind me going native. But I just find wearing too many clothes around the house too restrictive.”

“No, daddy,” I replied. “I don’t mind at all. I like looking at you. You’re my daddy.”

Over the next few years the mode of dress in our house became extremely casual. Most of the time we both had very little clothes on and quite often we didn’t even bother with clothes. So I got plenty of opportunities to view my daddy’s penis and balls and as my body filled out I am sure he enjoyed seeing me in the buff.

But despite our shared nudity, my daddy never did anything that could be taken as an overt sexual act towards me. He did tend to shelter me to a great degree. I am sure a lot of young girls my age would have felt constricted but I never did. Although he never stopped me from dating, I knew that he wasn’t that keen about the idea so at an age when a lot of my girl friends were heavily involved with boys, I wasn’t.