Confronting father
By Dragonreaper

	It was Saturday night in the Lancaster house hold. Sally, a young otter pup of 14 was getting ready for the Friday night ritual that her, and her father has every week. She looks forward to Friday every week, not just because it's the last day of school before the weekend, but it's the one night her father lets her enjoy a little bit of alcohol.

	Sally came down stairs wearing a yellow shirt that was designed to cup her breasts, and hug loosely with a white frilly design around the bottom of the shirt. The shirt covered most of her torso, straps going over her shoulders and the bottom coming to an end just below her belly button allowing for a sliver of fur to show as long as she didn't raise her arms. Around her hips she had on a pair of tight fitting blue jean shorts. The shorts hugged every curve of her developing hips, and came to a stop a few inches down her thighs. Sally being at home, she rarely ever wore any footwear. The outfit did well to cover up what was thought to be necessary, but left much of her brown fur exposed. The sliver of belly that could be seen, and the clevage that was showing was a lighter shade of brown then the rest of her body.

	As the young girl entered the living room she heard her father call out to her “Sally, come on in here. I got a few things already prepared” he said. The words making her smile and pick up the pace quickly getting to the kitchen where she saw a few shots of blue liquid lined up on the table, and a couple other bottles sitting out. “Well, you ready to party sweety?” Tom, her adoptive father said.

	Tom was about 27 years old, he had always wanted a kid but didn't want to live through the pre-10 years of raising a child. So he opted to adopt a little girl that was about 11, or 12. That was 3 years ago, and since then both Sally and Tom had developed a very close relationship, as if they were actually father and daughter by blood.

	Tom Stood in the kitchen leaning against the counter, a loose navy blue shirt hanging over his torso, and a pair of black jeans that covered his legs. For the most part he looked allot like Sally, most of his body had the usual characteristics of an Otter. That was unless you counted his ash gray fur that covered his entire body, and the wolf ears and a wolf/otter hybrid of a muzzle.

	Sally giggled and gave a nod as she moved over to the table ready to take one of the shots. “Yes!” she said happily, her tail swaying behind her as she looked down at the shot glass before looking up at him to watch him take a swig of his beer. Sally never really cared much for beer, being perfectly happy to down shots of vodka, or what ever else was given to her.

	Tom set his bottle down and motioned towards the shots with a grin on his face “Well, enjoy hun”. Sally licked her lips and started to reach for the shot glass before coming to a stop. The smile faded and she retracted her arm before looking up at him. “What's wrong hun?” Tom asked as he stood up straight off the counter.

	Sally let out a soft sigh and looked up at him “I-I know why you get me drunk daddy.” she said, making Tom tense for a moment. A forced smile came across his muzzle as he looked at her and chuckled “Ya, because you enjoy it.” Sally shook her head and moved closer “No, it's because you take advantage of me when I black out.” This made Tom even more nervous, and forced him to play defensively. His tone changing to a more parental one “Watch your mouth. That's not true and you know it.” he said as he shook a finger at her and glared at her.

	Sally smiled and stepped closer, placing a paw on his hand “Don't lie daddy, why else would my pussy feel so sore in the morning?” Tom froze again, unable to think of something “And I can smell your scent all over me every Saturday morning.” Taking another step closer to him as she held his paw in both of hers. Tom was speechless, unable to think of anything he could use as an excuse. Especially when he looked into the seductive eyes Sally seemed to be giving him.

	Sally took another deep breath before pulling his paw between her breasts and moving closer “Y-you know... You don't have to get me drunk.” Tom finally shook his head and moved back against the counter “I-I don't know what you're talking about!” he said, stuttering his words just a bit. Sally smiled and got up on her tippy toes to give his chin a lick “Yes you do, and I'll prove that you don't have to get me drunk anymore.” she said before letting go of his paws and gripping the top of his pants with them.

	Tom tensed when he felt the lick, but not as much as when he felt his daughters paws grip his pants and start to undo them. One side of him wanted to try and salvage what he had, keeping everything a secret. The other side told him to let her do what she wanted, she already knew what he had been doing, so why not let her enjoy it and remember. As he fought between himself inside his head, he hadn't noticed that Sally had managed to pull his pants down and went down to her knees. He did notice how ever when she pressed her nose against his boxers, and the hard length that was hidden with in “See daddy, you're already hard as a rock” She said with a smile before pulling his boxers down.

	He finally gave in when he felt the fabric of his underwear slip down off his hips. Watching Sally lick her lips at the sight of her fathers long hard, smooth red cock. “I kinda hoped you would be more wolf down here daddy” she said with a little giggle, then leaned in and drug her tongue from his base to the tip. Lapping up a bit of pre when her tongue glided over the end. The sensation made Tom shiver and close his eyes, his cock twitching and a light moan escaping his muzzle as he set a paw on her head “Mmm... g-good girl.”

	The words made Sasha smile, and in no time she wrapped her lips around the thick length and started pushing it into her muzzle, making her father moan with delight as she suckled and grinded her tongue against his tasty meat. Little murrs coming from her muzzle for a moment, before starting to moan softly as she bobbed up and down his cock. His ears picked up on the noise and looked down, leaning to the side he caught a glimpse of one of her paws down in her pants which made him smile some and his cock throb more.

	Sally couldn't help herself with the task she had given herself. She was sure she had done this to him before, but couldn't remember ever doing it seeing as she was more then likely in a black out from the alcohol. The more she suckled on him, the more she enjoyed the salty taste, the heavy musk coming from his crotch and filling her nose. The taste of the pre as it dribbled onto her tongue, even the throbs his cock made before shooting a little jet of pre out sent shivers through her, and made her crotch soak itself even more while she played with it.

	It didn't take long before Tom had gripped her head with both paws and started to thrust into her mouth. The closer her got the faster he thrusted. Sally closed her eyes and relaxed, letting him use her face as a fuck toy, and enjoying every second of it. “I-I'm gonna cum sweety..” bucking a few more times, pressing the growing knot against her lips “S-squeeze the knot hun... t-tightly!” he called out. The hand in her shorts quickly slipping free to join her other hand around his knot. Tom shuddered feeling the paws wrap around his knot, and could even feel how slick one was with her juices as she squeezed on his knot. The sensation was more then enough to push him over as he pulled himself back till his tip was less then an inch from her muzzle and looked down. Watching as she held his length inplace and kept her maw open as he shot his load onto her tongue.

	Sally smiled when she felt the hot salty seed shoot into her open muzzle, the taste something new to her. She couldn't help but love the taste of his seed aswell. Closing her maw she moved to set his tip ontop of her nose, letting the rest of his load shoot out hitting her between her eyes. Covering her face and muzzle with the sticky goo while she started to gently lick at his balls. Tommy shuddered and looked down at her, rubbing her ears “Oh wow... y-you're so much better sober” he said with a smile once his climax had finished.

	Sally pulled back and stood up, glaring at him with cum covering her face “I KNEW IT!” she yelled at him. The new attitude throwing him off and confusing him “I knew you were taking advantage of me!” She said “How could you? I'm your daughter! You're suppose to protect me, be a father!” she commented as she started to scold him. His ears fell back not really sure what to do in the situation. The real shock came when she slapped him, making his head turn and leaving him blinking for a little while before closing his eyes and letting her continue to scold him.

	“What do you have to say for yourself?” she said with an angry tone. Tom sighed and turned his head to look at her “I know... I ju..” he trailed off as he opened his eyes and saw her. While he wasn't looking she had gotten rid of her shorts, turned around and bent over. He was even more confused then before as he stood there looking at the young girls glistening wet cunny, and tight tailhole with her tail raised high. “W-what... uhh...” is all he could get out, having no clue what was going on now.

	“Well daddy? You just going to stand there staring, or are you going to fuck me?” she asked with a little giggle and a wiggle of her hips “It's Friday night after all.” Tom relaxed and smiled “You little brat!” he said before moving up behind her and teasingly rubbing his tip over her slit “You'll pay for making me feel bad about doing this to you.” He commented. Sally shuddered feeling her fathers tip rub against her and couldn't help but giggle “Put it in daddy!”

	Tom didn't need another invitation, and he already knew what she could, and couldn't take as he shoved himself deep inside of her. Both moaned with delight, Sally much louder then her father as her cunny was stretched around the thick length “Oh daddy... i-it feel so good...” she panted out as she started moving her hips against his length. Tom gripped her hips tightly and started to move himself back and forth, panting and groaning with pleasure while his cock dump more pre into her body “Y-you feel better when your sober to... “ he panted out. His thrusts getting harder. 

	“You cunny isn't.. isn't as relaxed..” he said as he leaned over her, his wolf side starting to take over as he bit into her neck making her cry out. Her cunny tightening around his length making him grunt more, and buck into her harder. The new sensation of her sober body did have an effect, his knot grew quickly and started pressing at her entrance. Sally did her best to push back against it every time she felt the knot press against her “P-please daddy... s-shove it in!” she cried out as her body shuddered and her cunny started to twitch around his length as it flooded with her juices.

	He gave a few more hard thrusts before slamming himself in, forcing his knot into his daughters orgasming cunny making her cry out even louder. He held onto her tightly as his second load of the night started pumping straight into her womb. The thick knot making it impossible for any of his seed to spill out of her as more and more pumped into her. Every throb of his length sent sparks of pleasure through her, the flow of hot seed gushing into her body sent her into an euphoria that she never wanted to come down from.

	After about a minute of both of them panting and regaining some of their spent energy, Tom finally let go of her neck and nuzzled her ear “T-that's... the first time I have... cum inside your pussy.” Sally turned her head to look at him “R-really daddy?” He smiled and gave her muzzle a little lick, tasting some of his drying seed “I never let... let myself cum in you... w-while you were drunk hun.” She smiled and pushed back into him making them both shivver “W-well, now you c-can cum in me... when ever y-you want.”

	The two moved a bit to sit on a chair, cuddling as they waited for his knot to shring and slip free from her folds. His length making a lewd sound as he pulled it free out of her, followed by a little waterfall of seed that was soon cut off with her paw as she stood up “I think I'm going to go get cleaned up” she said as she started to leave the kitchen, only to be grabbed by the arm by a grinning wolf “Do you really think getting fucked once would make your pussy sore?”

The end, or to be continued?