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Though it wasn't always a stunning light show, most people would agree that the slow, calming descent of the sun over the horizon was one the most beautiful sights that a couple could share, and that evening in particular, as far as Chance and Ashlee could see, the world was being bathed in rays of golden warmth.

"You really didn't have to go to all of this trouble," Ashlee whispered to her father, as she leaned against his shoulder and brushed her cheek against the pleasant, comforting fluff of his fur. "It...it was really nice, though."

A caring father in every sense of the word, and one who was every bit as protective of his daughter as you might expect, Chance pulled out all of the stops when he heard that Ashlee had been dumped by her short-lived boyfriend. They'd only be dating just long enough for deeper feelings to develop, but where Ashlee clearly held a place for the boy in her heart, he didn't feel the same for her.

She tried not to overreact, but even if she'd been silent about her feelings, Chance would have seen it in her eyes, and he was glad to see the light returning to the brilliant, glowing orbs of cerulean that he'd come to know so well. "Only the best for my baby girl," he replied, and he could feel his daughter's cheeks warming with a blush at the title; she was fresh into college, but her father was still able to embarrass her, even with simple words. "Like I told ya, that boy doesn't have a damned clue what he just gave up."

"If you say so, Daddy," Ashlee murmured. The last of her tears had long since dried into her father's shirt, and now, he could only feel her muzzle curling up with a genuine smile as the light of the sun continued to sink further and further away, casting a soft, golden glow upon their fur and setting an extra level of intensity to the pattern of red stripes that covered Ashlee's hips and tail. "You really do spoil me, though."

"I'm your dad. That's my job," he pointed out, and Ashlee giggled at the idea of it. "Besides, I feel like I'm the one who got spoiled today. I got paraded around town with a gorgeous young woman, and half the people thought you were my girlfriend, not my daughter!"

Quiet giggles grew into a full laugh as Ashlee's eyes winced shut. "Hehe! Y-yeah...I bet they'd have felt pretty silly if they knew the truth," she suggested, as Chance slowly draped his arm around her shoulder and cuddled her in. "I'd be lucky to be with a guy who treats me the way you do, Daddy...maybe someday, right?"

Sitting on a warm, checkered blanket at a small park, watching the sunset without another soul around would have been about as romantic of a setting that a couple could ever find themselves in, and Chance wished that his daughter would have been lucky enough to share that moment with a boy her own age, but instead, she was wearing a thin, white button-up that her breasts barely settled within, and a slimming skirt of black that only hid her panties by virtue of her crossed legs, kicked off to the side. Chance didn't dare to think of her in such a way, but he knew his daughter was a catch, and silently, he wished he could find the perfect date for her.

He didn't have a clue how ideal he was to his own flesh and blood, even when he felt Ashlee's paw sliding down from his shoulder and brushing across his chest.

"There's a guy out there for you, Ashlee, and if you're lucky, I won't scare him off before he has a chance to pop the question," Chance joked, though his hearty chuckles came out in a stammer as Ashlee's paw trailed down over the broad muscles of his chest and felt the tight, compact strength of his abdomen along the way. "Uh...y-yeah...plenty of fish in the s-sea and all that..."

The growing glow of light in Ashlee's eyes had wrapped around reassurance, and right back to concerning for Chance, as his daughter's wandering paw kept to a trail it had never traveled before. "You're right, Daddy. There is a guy out there for me...he's always there to pick me up when I'm down, and he never tries to make a move on me, and when someone breaks my heart, I know I can trust him to take better care of me than anyone else ever could...does he sound familiar?"

Chance gulped. Ashlee's lips were beginning to crack into a tiny, but terribly devious grin, and her legs began to uncross as she turned a little closer to her own father's body. "He...he sounds very familiar. Perhaps a bit too much, if you catch my drift?" he asked, hoping that his daughter might pick up his subtle rejection.

Whether she picked it up or not, Ashlee blew right through it and rolled over onto her father's waiting lap. Her paw was already settled at the waistline of his jeans, and his immediate regret for not stopping her touch was mingled with the excitement of a sight that he both wished he hadn't seen, and yet, he'd never be able to forget.

"Too familiar? Sorry Daddy, but I think that's a good thing," she said, as her skirt lifted just slightly in her climbing effort. Chance knew he should have looked away, but his fears were confirmed as he saw the slightest glimpse of uncovered flesh, and no matter how he might try to deny that, he could feel moist warmth against the crotch of his jeans.

His own daughter went on a date with him with no panties, and now, her womanhood was pressing to his covered cock, leaving a small, damp spot to affirm her desire for him.

"Ashlee, w-we...we ca-

"There's no one else I can trust this with," Ashlee cut her own father off. Her paws eagerly began unbuckling his belt and yanking at his jeans, and though her father wasn't fully erect yet, she could see his cock beginning to grow as she yanked everything down a little further. "I...I was going to give myself to him, Daddy. I hadn't touched my body in weeks leading up to it...the anticipation was driving me crazy, and...it's worse than ever, now. I need this, and you're the only one I could possibly turn to!"

To trust Chance with something so deep, Ashlee really was putting herself as far out there as she could, and Chance, despite his squirming with discomfort, felt a tiny, mild warmth inside at the way his daughter was opening up to him.

That mild affection and appreciation for his daughter was still just barely losing out to the reality that he was her father, however, and that this was a line that they just couldn't cross. There was no coming back from it, and no matter how deeply he loved his daughter, Chance didn't think this was the kind of help that she really needed.

A gentle brush of her wet, slippery labia against the exposed flesh of his manhood might have changed all of that, as Ashlee lunged forward in his lap and sealed her lips against his own.

Don't question this, Daddy. Please don't...just...do what feels right, Ashlee thought, as she gazed into her father's eyes for a brief moment of their kiss. She pressed the end of her muzzle so gently to his own at first that he easily could have pulled away, but when he didn't, her eyes drifted closed, and she brought a paw up to the side of his face, brushing her digits through the delicate fluff upon his cheek.

The pair of tiger-wolf hybrids were sitting in the empty clearing, warmed only by the setting rays of the summer sun, and above the scent of freshly cut grass, flowers in full bloom and the cool breeze of the evening to come, Chance felt the tickle of his daughter's arousing scent upon his nostrils. Sweet and earthy in the most subtle and delicious way, it was almost like a toxin for the older tolf, and though every ounce of reason he had left was screaming against it, one of his paws wandered down to his mostly undone jeans and fished out his cock as it strained against a prison of clothing.

Once freed, it sprung right up and spit precum upon Ashlee's tummy, allowing the clear fluid to spill into the lighter gray of her underbelly. She giggled into the kiss at the warm sensation, and allowed her father's tongue the entrance it so desperately desired when she felt it teasing across her lower lip.

Just this once, Ashlee, I'll be there for you in a way I never thought I could...just this once, and never again... Chance thought foolishly, as if he wasn't opening his own personal Pandora's Box. Once he reached into the world of his daughter's sexuality, he knew he'd be forever changed by it, and though he only saw her as an innocent piece of himself before, he could feel just how false that ideology was.

Hips beckoned forward slowly, and Ashlee winced with mild discomfort as she felt the tip of her father's hybrid member against her slit. The barbs were difficult to take, at first, but the tapered shape slipped easily into her eager snatch, and her knees began to spread further apart, little by little, controlling the pace of the penetration. Their passionate kiss never broke through the first thrust, even as father and daughter shared a quiet chorus of moans, muffled by their own forbidden exchange.

The sensation of wetness on his sack, and the clench of tight, barely touched inner walls signaled to Chance that his daughter had taken his entire, uncovered length, and he felt a mingled pride in his daughter's abilities, and arousal at just how perfect her body was for him. She'd clearly never taken a member as thick and lengthy as her own father's, and her inner muscles couldn't help but flutter of their own will as they tried to adjust to the delightful sensation of being overly full.

It wasn't until Chance finally bucked his hips back at his straddling daughter that the sensations became too much, and she broke the kiss, carrying away tiny strands of her father's saliva as she buried her face into the crook of his neck and flushed. "D-Daddy...it's...t-too much..." she whimpered, feeling a mild shame at how much she struggled to contain his length. Eager to prove herself sexually to her own father, Ashlee gave a gentle buck downward with her hips, and her eyes opened just slightly as she realized that he was actually a nearly perfect fit; he was just barely too long for her womanhood, and as she relaxed into the rhythm, the pain continued to fade, replaced with greater pleasure on each passing thrust.

"N-no," Chance grunted, as he nuzzled down into his daughter's hair, further embracing her comforting scent, "It's perfect, baby girl...just l-like you are," he managed to praise his daughter, even when the touch of her body was almost too much for him to handle.

She was on the same page, however, as a warm, silky flow of excess juices continue to envelope her father's cock. She'd never been fortunate enough to feel the special kind of hybrid manhood that only someone of her lineage could provide, and now that she'd had a taste, she wasn't sure if she could ever quit it, even as she felt her orgasm controlling the pace of her hips.

What started as a gentle, rocking buck was now a full, downward drive, and Chance tried to return the favor as he embraced Ashlee's youthful exuberance. He wrapped his arms around his daughter and held her close as she arched her back, and knowing what she could take, he allowed himself to take a foolish risk.

"Daddy...f-fuck, is t-that your-

"Just r-relax," Chance interrupted the concern in her voice, as she felt his knot spreading her womanhood wider than she ever knew it could stretch. "It was made for you, my darling daughter...t-take it... fuck, take it all!"

The powerful grunt was unlike any Ashlee ever heard from her father before, and it was so primal that it nearly forced her to slip into her own animal sensibilities. The pressure was intense, but it threw her right over the cliff of her own orgasm, and she was left gasping and panting as the pressure brought an unexpected side effect.

At first, she thought she was squirting on her father, having been able to ejaculate before, but...when she whiffed the scent, and noticed the easy, steady trickle of the stream, her cheeks burned with a bright, mortified blush. It wasn't enough to stop the rippling waves of her powerful climax, but she brought a paw to her muzzle in embarrassment as she watched a long, thin stream of her pee cascading onto his abdomen and groin.

The mess was quick to spill down over his crotch and his jeans, and even as he panted, Chance felt his own cheeks warming as he watched the heated, golden streak pour over his body and soak him with something that was almost certainly an accident, but one that they were both quick to embrace; Ashlee could feel her tummy nearly bulging with the volume of her father's seed, aided by the stream of her essence upon his body, and knowing that her father was into the idea, Ashlee relaxed fully and sunk into the aftershock of her release, until she was little more than a trembling, dripping mess, collapsed onto her father's chest.

Arms rested upon her upper back as Ashlee panted, and a quiet, gentle kiss was pressed into her hair. "Y-you...you did good, baby girl...you did so good..."

Ashlee curled her lips in a wide, cheesy grin, and her tail began to wag as she felt nearly endless spurts of cum spraying up into her womb and filling her vaginal passage. A slow trickle of excess barely escaped her punished labia, and spilled down into the mess that she left.

"You were amazing, Daddy...maybe...we could go on another date, next week?"

Just this once, Chance reminded himself, but as he felt a tight, eager squeeze around his engorged knot, it quickly faded into another lie: Maybe just once more.