A Friday Night
By Dragonreaper

	It was the night after Sally's thirteenth birthday, she sat at a chair next to the kitchen table lightly bouncing with axcitement. A big smile on her face that showed her pearly whites, and her tail swishing back and forth happily. She sat there in her usual nightgown, a sparkly white silk gown that softly fell from her shoulders, draping over her budding chest and resting on her young devoloping hips before extending down to her knees. If the silk fabric had been any thinner it would start looking somewhat translucent. 

	Tom chuckled a bit at her anticipation, standing next to the counter pouring a two small shots of whisky before bringing it over to the table. With a smile he sat the shot glass down infront of her "This is something my father did for me the night after my thirteenth birthday" he said as he walked around the table giving a pat to her head. Taking his seat infront of her he held his own shot up in a toast. Sally quickly got the idea and held hers up aswell. With a slight thrust of his arm he smiled "To many more wonderful birthdays sweety" he said before gulping down his shot. Sally gave a little nod and followed suit doing her best to immitate her adoptive father. She downed the shot, but not before finding it a little difficult. Her face contorting as she tasted the strong drink before letting off a bit of a cough and hitting her chest with a clenched paw. "It... it burns". Tom laughed a bit and quickly got a glass of water to bring to her. She couldn't wait for the glass to be set down, bringing it to her lips while he was still holding onto it and gulping down several mouth fulls.

	"Ok, let's try something a little less strong" he said as he set the glass down and went to where he kept his alcohol. Looking through the drinks he smiled when he realized he had some stuff to make her a few mixed drinks. "I'll start ya out with A Gilligans Island". Pulling a couple of bottles out of the pantry before going over to the fridge to pull out what was left of the OJ, and Cranberry juice. By the time he had started to mix the liquids together, Sally had slipped out of her chair and moved over to watch. "Will it taste better then the last one?" she asked as she gave him a curious look. He gave a nod and gently mixed the concoction together before handing to her. She took a little sniff and smiled at the fruity flavor as she brought the glass up to her lips. Taking an experimental sip, she wiggled in place letting out a little chirp like sound. "I like it, it's tasty" she said with a smile up to him and drinking some more of it. He gave a nod and a little pat to the head "Ok, than that is what I'll be making you tonight." She spun around and headed back to the table leaving Tom behind to pour him some more whiskey into one of his whiskey glasses.

	It got later into the night, Tom making several more drinks for his young daughter who seemed to be overly enjoying herself. After four glasses it was obvious she was more than just a little tipsy. "Alright hun, but this is going to be your last one." he said as he handed her another glass. She gave a little nod and took her drink from him "Let's head to the living room" he said as he gently put a paw on the middle of her back. The journey could have gone easier as he did his best to keep her from running into the wall, or spilling her drink. They both landed on the couch laughing heavily with most of her body leaned up against him, and nuzzling into his shoulder a bit. "Thank you daddy" she said with a soft tone, one that wasn't what you would expect from a girl getting tired.

	Now with them sitting so close together, which hadn't happened for most of the night till now. His nose picked up on a subtle but unmistakable scent. One that he had been noticing off and on for nearly six months. When the scent started six months ago he was a little confused, it took him a couple of days to realize that it was coming from Sally. Once he fully realized what the scent was, he found it more and more difficult to act normal around her every time it was that time of the month. It really didn't help that he didn't need to run the AC or heater, allowing for the scent that filled her room at night to drift through the vent that was positioned at the tob of the wall that seperated her room from his. Allowing him to smell it fairly well in the morning when he woke up.

	He fidgeted a bit in his seat, knowing what he was smelling, and knowing that he needed to get her to bed. "Ok sweety, I think you have had enough. It's time for bed." She gave a little whine and pushed up against him a bit more "but... I dun wanna" she whimpered, her hand idly rubbing across his chest. He was just about to insist when he felt her nose into his neck and give him a little nibble. The sudden contact made him tense briefly before pushing her off causing her to fall back on the couch. Her legs parting as one fell off the side of the couch. With her night gown open, and right next to his hips he caught a full wiff of her scent rising from her loins. He shuddered a bit and shook his head, closing his eyes and thinking in his head "No... get her to bed... now... do it". While he was busy trying to control his labido, he didn't notice that she had sat back up and started to move towards him. He did notice how ever when she laid her head down in his lap. His eyes snapped open to look down at her fearing the worste, but soon relaxed when he saw her eyes closed.

	He let out a soft sigh of relief "She passed out.. thank god..." he said softly as he leaned back. His paw lightly moving to stroke over her back. He hadn't planned for something like this, and as such he hadn't dressed for precaution. A small white T-shirt, and a pair of thin windbrakers was all that covered him. He was getting ready to get up and gently move her to her bed when his body tensed, looking down he saw his little girl nuzzling into his crotch. The pressure of her nose pressing against his length quickly made him hard. He was in conflict with himself. Having not been laid for nearly a year, part of him wanted to let her while the other part screamed at him for not stopping her already. He looked down again and bit his lips, seeing her soft emerald green eyes looking up at him. Holding his breath watching her open her mouth lightly, pushing the bulge that had formed under the thin pants and ever so gently closed her mouth on him. The pressure and warm breath was to much for him to resist. Laying his head back he caved, giving in to the gentle touched of her muzzle, and the quickly building scent of her heat filling the area around them.

	Tom's head laid back, letting himself the gentle nomming coming from his daughter, and hot breath warming the fabric that pressed against his length. He tensed once again when he felt the pull of his waste band, almost managing to stop her before a gentle lick over his tip when it peaked out made the final walls inside himself crumble. His hips gave a gentle buck, which made Sally giggle as she revealed more of his hard cock. Her tongue dancing, exploring, and tasting all over his cock as she let out a little moan. Looking down he saw that one of her paws had ventured down to play between her legs. He kind of wanted to see her playing with herself, but as he was about to do something to watch he let out a shuddering moan. Feeling a small pair of lips wrap around his tip before sinking down onto his length. The feel of her smooth tongue sent sparks of pleasure running through his body, and the fact that what they were doing was wrong seemed to make it even more pleasurable.

	He gently moved a paw to the back of her head, letting her move at her own pace while he gave gentle thrusts from time to time. He could feel his climax building, starting to breath harder, shudder with pleasure more, and finding it harder to control himself from thrusting into the warm little muzzle wrapped around him. He wasn't sure if she noticed either when she finally pulled off with a little pop. Panting heavily she quickly moved up, straddling his hips and guiding his tip to her cunny. Having pushed the thin fabric of her panties aside, he could feel the heat of her bare flesh pressing against his. His paws quickly moving down to stop her "W-we shouldn't" is all he got out before she let her weight drop. He had to quickly cover her mouth with his paw when she screamed out. Her paws clenching onto his shoulders as she hilted herself down on his large length. His cock twitched, and his mind went black as he held onto his daughter, pushing her muzzle into his neck. He had never felt anything so good in his life. Her cunny was easily the tightest thing he had ever felt, yet she was so smooth. The heat of her sex seemed to amplify the pleasure. Just setting inside of her made him feel like he could cum right then and there.

	Tom didn't get to relax for long, Salling wrapping her arms around his head to hug tightly as she pushed her muzzle into his neck harder. Her lust, and instinct driving her to get what the deepest parts of her body craved. She shuddered when she lifted her hips, and before he could stop her she shoved herself back down crying out into his neck. His arms wrapped around her tightly while she road his length. Every slide down making her cry out in pain and pleasure. It didn't take long for her vice like cunny to push him over. His hands gripping at her ass tightly as he tried to lift her up off his length resulted in her arms moving under his, locking around his torso as she let her body go limp. The position of her arms made it extremely difficult to pull her off. His tugging at her only caused her to bounce a few more times before he couldn't hold himself anymore. With the last fall of her hips against his, they both let out a cry as his cock twitched inside of her hot cunny. Shooting rope after thick rope of hot seed deep into her sex. His ears flattened as he looked down at her, but couldn't help but smile at the satisfied look on her face while his seed cooled the heat that raged deep within her.

	They sat there for a few minutes, panting heavily and holding each other before she finally pushed back. Sally was the first to move, lifting herself up and sliding off his cock to crawl over to the side. Tom let out a soft sigh when he felt the cool air of the room hit his length. His head falling back and his eyes closing glad that it was all over. Then his ear twitched "Daddy" she said, making him look over at her. She hadn't just moved to the side, she had got onto all fours, pulled her panties down and lifted her gown over her hips exposing her glistening cunny to him. "Daddy... I... need more" she panted out with need. Lowering her head onto a cushion she gave a little whimper "Please... it felt so good... m-make the heat stop again".

	He bit his lip, staring at her exposed cunny, and listening to her words. He couldn't help himself. With her hips positioned as they were he could easily smell her scent. He didn't even attempt at telling her no this time, instead leaning in and pressing his snout against her sex. His body shivvered at the potent scent that engulfed his nose. His tongue slipped out to drag over her heated cunny making her shudder and moan "N-no daddy... f-fuck me now!" she cried out as she pushed back against him. Even with the taste of his own seed dribbling out, he didn't want to leave her little cream pot. Reluctantly he moved up though, soon positioning his tip at her opening once more. Before he could give her any warning she shoved herself back, crying out again as she took his cock. This time was different how ever. She didn't cry out from pain, but instead it was a pleasure filled cry.

	He smiled and gripped her hips, holding onto her tightly as he started the thrust into her young cunny over and over making them both moan in blissful pleasure. His thrusts just got harder as her cries got louder and her cunny got tighter. He watched as her body started to shake heavily, her moans breaking and quivering as she orgasmed around the invading length. The feel of her hot liquids and tight cunny didn't help him last any longer. With a few more thrusts her buried his cock deep inside of her sex, yelling out a moan as he once again painted her walls with more of his thick seed.

	Soon after that they both collapsed on the sofa, panting heavily while Tom held Sally tightly. His paws rubbing over her belly with a smile on his face. It took a few moments for reality to come crashing back to him. Quickly pulling out of his daughter and sitting up "Oh shit!" he panted out "I-I'm sorry sweetie... I... I didn't mean...." quirking a brow as he looked at his daughter "Sweety?" he asked softly, giving her a gentle nudge. A soft sight coming from him as he shook his head "passed out...". Gently he picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, spending approximitely the next thirty minutes getting her clean. He wasn't surprised that she didn't wake up while his fingers worked at getting as much of his cum out of her as he could before cleaning her up once again. Once she was mostly dried off, he carried her to her room and gently tucked her into bed. Giving a soft kiss to her forehead "Night hun" he whispered before leaving the room.
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	The next morning Tom sat at the table drinking his morning coffee. Ear twitching when he heard his daughter stumble into the kitchen with a groan before slipping into a chair and laying her head down on the table as she gave him a displeased look. An awkward silence filled the area, thoughts of what she was going to say filling his head. Sally finally broke the silence "Daddy". The word made him jump and tense "Y-yes hun?" he said, getting ready to explain what had happened last night. Sally lowered her head into her paws "My head is killing me... and... I don't remember getting to bed." her words surprised him a little, but thinking back he shouldn't be all that surprised. After all it was her first time drinking, and she did gulp down those drinks fairly quickly. Another groan came from her "My head hurts... my body hurts..." she said as she let out a soft sigh. "And... I think I..." cutting herself off as she looked up at him. He tensed once more and wondered if she figured it out. A light sigh coming from her as she slipped out of her chair "Don't let me drink that much again daddy." She said as she started to stagger off. Stopping at the door and turning to look at him with a little smile "But... what I do remember of last night was a lot of fun". She had just vanished around the door when his curiousity finally got the better of him. "Sally" he said, making her peek around the corner some "ya?". "Do you remember how many drinks you had last night?" She stepped into the doorway of the kitchen a bit and thought about it. "Umm... I was almost done with my third drink.... I think." Looking back at him once again curious "How many did I have?" he smiled at her and held up a paw extending four fingers "Four hun."