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Still playing around with the new perspective, but this story is a tad longer than the last.

Ever since I was a kitten, I worshiped the ground my father walked on. He was always there for me, spoiling me rotten, showering me in love. He made sure that I never wanted for anything, and we developed a bond that went beyond anything I thought possible... So, was it any surprise that I'd fallen madly in love with him?

I peered through the curtains in my upstairs bedroom, watching as my father did laps in the family pool. He swam religiously, and it showed in the way his athletic form shot through the water like a golden bullet, his wet fur shimmering in the afternoon sun. He was well into his forties, but he had the body of a cougar half his age. My eyes were glued to his body, admiring the way his muscles moved in concert. He wore nothing but a black speedo when he swam, and damn_did it look good on him._Everything did.

Normally I'd just to watch him in secret, and spend all night thinking about him, but not today. Mom was working late all this week, and my brother had some kind of swim practice going on. It would be just the two of us for the next couple hours, a rare opportunity for some daddy-daughter time. Usually we'd watch a movie together, or maybe catch a game, but today I had other plans.

I reluctantly turned from the window to my bed, where I'd laid out the sluttiest thing I'd ever bought. It was a ruby red bikini that was anything but modest, the ridiculous sort of outfit you'd only wear if you were begging for attention. I stripped off my clothes and held it up against my body, cutting the price tag off with my claw. It was as pricy as it was revealing, but I was sure it would be worth every penny. It would drive boys crazy... But would it work on a man? There was only one way to find out.

I put on the bikini and tiptoed downstairs into the kitchen, cracking open the sliding door that led to the patio. I watched as my father swam back and forth, waiting for him to turn away. The second he did, I threw open the door and padded out onto the deck. My heart was pounding, but I tried my best to look cool and casual as I strutted toward the pool with a sassy sway in my step. He paused mid-stroke and turned to see who it was, and when he saw me, I swear his eyes nearly shot out of his head.

"Hey Pumpkin," he greeted, waving. His tone was as warm and friendly as it always was, but there was something else, something I couldn't place. Hesitance? Distraction? I could feel the weight of his eyes upon me, dragging across every curve of my young, taut body. Was he checking me out? A hot flutter went through my tummy at the thought.

"Hey daddy," I purred back, easing down onto the edge of the pool, sinking my feet into the cool waters. He swam up to meet me, and I tried not to stare. The short white fur on his torso was matted to his broad chest, showcasing the tapestry of muscles beneath. I wasn't in the pool yet, but I was already wet. I turned my eyes back to his face, not letting them linger too long, and I folded one leg over the other to hide the growing heat I felt welling up against my bikini bottom. "Do you mind if I join you?"

"No," he assured me with a smile. "Just... Don't let your mother catch you wearing that thing." I bit the inside of my cheek, trying to keep a straight face despite the creeping thrill of it all. He noticed.

"This?" I asked, playing coy. "What's wrong with it?" With myself perched on the water's edge, and him standing on the bottom, my perky, barely covered breasts were practically right in my father's face. When he looked down at my swimsuit again, I saw his eyes wandering, drinking in his daughter's nubile curves. "Don't you like it?" I asked with a pout, already certain of his answer.

"Yes," he murmured after a pause. "It's... Very flattering sweetheart, but I don't think your mother would approve." I giggled. Understatement of the year. I was a grown adult, yet mom still didn't like it when I wore something more revealing than a Sunday dress. If she knew I'd dared to wear something so sinful, she'd have gone ballistic... But if daddy didn't tell, neither would I.

"Don't worry, I'm gonna take it off before she even gets home." It took everything I had not to grin like a devil when I said that, but I sure felt like one. I pushed myself off the edge and into the water, 'accidentally' brushing my thigh across my father's speedo. He sucked in a breath through his teeth and drifted back, but not before I felt the hard lump I'd been hoping for. I dragged my eyes across his body, openly admiring him without any effort to disguise it. He was a beautiful man, with short, blonde hair, and eyes so blue they matched the pristine pool water lapping at our bodies.

My swimsuit was revealing when it was dry, and now that it was wet, it was nothing short of whorish. My father tried to hide it, but he couldn't keep his eyes off of me. His eyes were filled with want and uncertainty, hungry, yet hesitant. I had to push things further.

"How do you wear this thing, dad?" I asked, reaching through the water, placing my hand on his hip where it met his speedo. "It looks so... Uncomfortable." I edged my fingers into his waistband, and I felt his stomach tense up as I gave the garment a tiny tug. "God, it's so tight!" I glanced down, and I saw that it was getting much tighter.

"It's not much different from your's, honey," he murmured, reaching down between us. His hand brushed mine and for one dreadful moment, I thought he was going to pull it away... But it continued on, reaching for my bottom. His fingers played with one of the ties keeping my swimsuit on, skirting across my hip, and down the round swell of my perfect ass. Holy shit, dad just copped a feel. A flash of heat darted from my navel to my slit, the first spark of a budding fire spreading within me. I swung my hips into his hand, my tail twitching restlessly.

"Yeah it is," I chastised with in a teasing voice. "Mine's got a top part, but... I don't think it really fits." I brought both my paws up and grabbed my breasts, pressing them together as I adjusted the small, red garment. I'm sure I flashed my hard nipples a few times as I fiddled with my top and groped my chest, all but shoving it my father's face. "It barely even covers anything. Would you mind if I took it off, daddy?"

"I, I don't know Pumpkin," he murmured, his hand roaming across my ass. "What if one of the neighbors sees you?" As usual, he just couldn't say no to me, not even when he knew it was a bad idea.

"Don't worry, daddy," I turned my back to him, facing the pool's edge, my eyes on the house. "No one will see us through that big fence you built." I watched our reflections in the sliding glass doors, eying my father. He loomed behind me, staring outright now that he thought I couldn't see him, just waiting. I had him. Some distant voice inside me cried out that it wasn't too late, that I could still stop everything... But I'd gone too far. I wanted him more than anything else, and now, he was mine. I reached up behind myself and took off my top, tossing it onto the patio. I could hear my father behind me, panting in my ear.

"Could you get my bottom?" I teased, easing my hips back until my ass was planted against my father's thighs. He seized my hips in his strong paws with a low, hungry growl, his fingers clutching my rump. God, he felt hard. He yanked me out of the water like I weighed nothing at all, and I squealed as he bent me across the edge of the pool, my ass just above the water.

"Daddy," I gasped in surprised as his claws came out, shredding through my slutty swimsuit, leaving me naked. I couldn't believe how forceful and passionate he was, so sure and ready to take what he wanted. He was nothing like the boys I'd been with, and I knew then that they'd all been nothing but practice for the day I was with a _real_man.

"D-Daddy," I rasped again as he hoisted my hips up, his fingers digging into the pliant flesh of my ass. I braced myself on my hands and knees, and when I glanced back at him, I knew he was staring at my steaming slit. He leaned down, his breath teasing across my slick, aching folds. The warmth of it was a stark, welcome contrast to the cold water that lingered on my body. I flicked my tail up, draping it across my back, inviting him in. He purred as his head dipped behind my bottom, and then, without warning, he lashed my pussy with one long stroke of his skillful tongue.

My eyes rolled back in my head, and I swear I saw stars as he slathered my tender cunt with lick after lick. His warm, wet muscle searched my folds for their most tender spots, making me moan, quiver, and ache for more. I was still reeling from his first assault when he pressed his lips to mine and sank his tongue into my burning core.

I couldn't stop myself. My whole body thrashed and I yowled like an alley cat in heat. I was sure someone heard me, and if they didn't yet, they would by the time my daddy was done with me. If the neighbors heard us, they'd probably think it was husband and wife having a backyard romp... Who would dream it was a daddy-daughter tryst? My father's lips and tongue relentlessly teased my cunt, alternating between playing with my folds, and delving inside me. His constant purring added a subtle vibration to his touch, heightening the pleasure pouring into my mind. Just as I neared my peak, he pulled away, making me mewl out in want.

My father's hands released me, and for one dreadful moment, I thought we'd been caught... Then I heard a splash, and I saw him climbing up out of the pool behind me. He rested on his knees as the water ran off his statuesque body, looking down at my body with unbridled want. His speedo met the same fate as my bikini, ripped right off by his claws.

"If I'd known my kitten wanted my cock, I'd have given it to you a lot sooner," I couldn't see his dick, but as soon as I felt him press his round, swollen head against my heated folds, I knew that my daddy was hung.

"Mmm, daddy," I purred, shifting my hips back to take him in. I'd never had a bare cock inside me before, and the sensation of flesh grinding upon flesh as my pussy swallowed him up sent tremors throughout my body. Maybe daddy would knock me up. The idea of my dad pounding my pussy raw until my belly was filled with his kittens was one of my filthiest fantasies, but it was just that, only a fantasy. I was sure I'd be fine... Who got pregnant from just one go?

"Pumpkin," he moaned back, slamming his cock home as he fell across my back, growling in my ear. "You're much tighter than your mother." The compliment rang in my ears as he ground his hips to mine, stretching my pussy to the limit. I was far from a virgin, but my daddy had a rock hard dick and he was playing rough. My daddy's cock hurt, but it hurt so good.

I tried to think of a response, but he gave my frazzled mind no time to work. He drew his hips back and threw himself into me with a bone-jarring thrust that sent me skidding a good inch across the rough concrete. The pain was brief, and the sheer pleasure rushing in blotted it out entirely. I planted my palms on the coarse ground and rocked myself back as hard as I could, eagerly impaling myself on my father's plunging shaft.

"Fuck me daddy, fuck your little kitten!" I moaned, drunk on lust and achingly close to my climax. Like always, he gave me just what I asked for. He launched into a frenzy of short, savage thrusts, pounding my throbbing pussy like a jackhammer turned up to eleven. Somewhere in the back of my head, I couldn't help but wonder if he fucked my mother like this, and if she loved it anywhere near as much as I did.

All that trembling tension in my tummy drew into one tight, tiny ball, and my body clenched around my father's cock. I held my breath, and for one sweet, fleeting moment, time seemed to stand still... And then the ball burst inside me, the tension released, and a heavenly pleasure went through me like a bolt of lightning. I crooned until my throat was raw, shivering in my father's hands as my body quivered and twitched around his driving shaft, urging him to plant his seed.

He snarled in my ear as he came, digging his claws into the soft flesh of my rump. My body operated purely on instinct, arching back into his hands, onto his cock, making sure he was buried good and deep when he popped. We moaned together as he exploded within me, filling his daughter's fertile belly with creamy ropes of warm, virile seed. I could feel it spreading throughout my belly, it's warmth adding to the radiant afterglow taking hold of me.

I had nothing left when he withdrew from me, neither of us did. We fell to the ground, side by side, spent, satisfied, and spattered in each other's juices. He circled my slender shoulders with one big arm, pulling me up against his chest. We purred together, nuzzling one another, basking in the afternoon sun. No matter what problems might come, for now, everything was perfect.