Six months had passed since their early summer move to the new state and home, and each month seemed to improve Nathan and his daughter’s lives.
Ever since the day of their arrival Nicole and her father’s relationship had gone from strength to strength. Unofficially they were now romantically attached. A couple. To everyone else they were just a dad and his little girl enjoying life together, and rebuilding what Nathan’s ex had demolished on her way out.
Everything seemed to bring them closer. The August day where Nathan’s sister nearly caught them having sex poolside. The September pregnancy scare because of Nicole’s missed period, and the relief when they discovered her contraception hadn’t failed.
October had been a particularly difficult month for them both. Nathan had secured a well paid IT job for one of the local social media firms, which was great because they no longer had financial worries, but it did mean that he was not as home as much. This meant that with Nicole hard at work with her university course and associated studies, they didn’t get much time alone; together.
October had also been the first month for a long time that they’d been separated. Nicole had begrudgingly agreed to try and salvage some kind of relationship with her mother and had gone to stay with her back ‘home’ for a week. It didn’t end well and the redhead ended up coming home early, not that Nathan had complained.
His ex-wife had attempted to get her claws into Nicole and tried to turn her against her father. This had no effect on the eighteen-year-old who was by this point her father’s girlfriend. The straw that had broken the camel’s back, however, seeing her mother showering attention on the baby she’d given birth to. Feeling angry and thoroughly disowned by the woman she once referred to as ‘Mom’ (Now better known as bitch-face), she returned to her new sanctuary and the open arms of the man she loved; no second chances this time.
Their time apart only made them cherish the finite hours they could spend together, their weekends especially.
As the days and weeks rolled on they stayed in bed when they could, cooked each other meals, watched their favourite blockbusters while snuggling under a mountain of blankets just like they used to when Nicole was younger. Neither ignored the more sexual side of their partnership though. The room that had been made up for Nicole was practically gathering dust, as they’d been sharing the master bedroom since day one.
Morning sex was a regular occurrence between them, whether they were in bed, in the kitchen, or Nicole’s personal favourite: in the shower. When they didn’t have the time for sex, oral was the next best thing. Nathan often chose to be his daughter’s alarm clock. He’d crawl beneath the covers, spread her soft thighs apart, and worship her pussy like she was his queen. She’d wake up with her body already buzzing with pleasure, with a warm experienced tongue slowly rolling in circles around her clit.
That didn’t mean Nicole wasn’t ever the first to wake up. She still loved and craved the taste of her father’s cum, and was often the one doing the oral alarm call. They no longer avoided the inevitable and had settled into a very comfortable, pleasurable routine.
November had given them a truly memorable Thanksgiving with Nicole’s aunt, uncle, and cousin. It was a small affair but Nathan’s sister was an incredible cook, so the meal and the family time they had during and after made the day perfect. While Nicole and her cousin Teagan giggled and caught up Nathan and his sister did the same. They all decided that they wanted their Christmas to be just as perfect.
December brought with it the first blanket of snow they’d seen in their new state and both Nathan and his daughter had been excited, given it hardly ever snowed in their old state. All soon as the white flakes had settled they ran out into their backyard and built a snowman, had a brief snowball fight, and then tumbled into the cold white mattress; making out and generally groping the other’s sensitive spots. Of course, neither were brave enough to actually have sex in the snow. So instead they ran inside and had slow, passionate sex in the warmth of their bed.
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“I don’t think it’s going to fit, sweetheart.” Nathan remarked with sweat on his brow.
“Just keep pushing Daddy. It’s going to be a stretch, but we need to get it inside.” His daughter replied with bright red cheeks.
The Christmas tree they’d purchased for their house was a little too big and the pair were struggling to fit it through the door. The interior carpet was littered with pine needles as inch by inch her father pushed; forcing the tree through the door. Nicole was inside trying to guide it through. It was a cold day so she wanted to get it and her father inside quickly.
Nathan gave one more push and managed to force the bottom layer of branches through the front door, meaning the eight foot tree was finally inside. He followed suit and quickly closed the door as their toasty home began melting away the icicles he swore had started to form around his ears. As he looked up at his daughter she was busy removing her outer winter wear. Her woolly hat, gloves, and scarf were soon in a pile on the staircase; joined soon after by her faux-fur lined coat. He was once again able to admire the outfit she’d surprised him with before they departed. It was a heather grey knitted jumper-dress, while beneath a pair of black tights added some extra protection from the bitter cold outside.
Nicole’s confidence had seemingly grown since they’d moved to their new home. He could see it in the way she dressed and how she styled her hair and make-up. Her outer beauty, which in his eyes had always been there, was now on show for everyone to see. She looked comfortable in her own skin which she thanked him for, but Nathan was too humble to consider the possibility that he had played a part. She’d even tried out a new hairstyle for the first time in her life. Her mother had always insisted she looked better with longer hair, but Nicole was now keeping it in a stylish, shoulder-length bob.
As Nathan removed his coat, hat, gloves, and shoes he couldn’t help but smile at her. His daughter. His princess. His girlfriend. Some minor niggling voices in his head still told him what they were doing was wrong, but he also knew his feelings were real. He love Nicole just like he’d loved his ex-wife in the early years of their relationship, if not more. Given the way she gazed back at him, he knew the feeling was mutual. It’d been two hours since they’d left the house and set out into the world as an ordinary father and daughter, so as soon as he was ready to receive her, Nicole practically skipped over, threw her arms around her father’s shoulders, and gave him a deep, tender kiss. Hours of having to hide their feelings even amongst strangers who had now idea of their blood links was a struggle for both.
Nathan’s hands rested on the small of Nicole’s back as she rose to the tips of her toes to match his height, before he too lost himself to the kiss. Several pecks were followed by slow, erotic swirls of their well-acquainted tongues as their lips locked together and their eyes slammed shut. Minutes drifted by as time was lost to them, for all they knew or cared, the world around them had stopped. It was always a struggled to peel themselves away from such displays of lust and affection, but for the first time ever, Nicole was the first to break the kiss. Although the whisper that followed was full of allure and promise.
“We really should get this tree up, before it’s left on the floor for the rest of the night. But when it’s up, I have an early Christmas surprise for you, Daddy.”
Nathan audibly gulped at the sexual presence in her voice as she purred the word ‘Daddy’, which for eighteen years had been used with such innocence, but now was anything but innocent. He simply nodded as his hands wandered lower from the small of her back, down to her rear.
“Go and get the decorations. I’ll put this up.” He muttered while kneading her soft, perky buttocks through her knitted dress.
“I can feel something else going up, Daddy.” Nicole purred as one of the arms wrapped around her father’s neck lowered and she placed the palm of her hand against the bulge which had formed in response to her words.
They both knew that if they didn’t force themselves away from each other, then they’d be tearing off each other’s clothes in a matter of seconds. Having said that, Nathan was always eager to give Nicole whatever she wanted, so as her fingers grasped the ever-thickening shaft pressing tightly to his denim jeans, he refused to move. There was a certain spark of delight in the redhead’s eyes as she felt her father hardening against her hand. Now her other hand was lowering to join the first. Her nimble fingers popped the button of his pants and then the other swooped in to tug down the zip.
Nathan’s breathing became heavier as her hands worked their magic. With a few simple movements she had his jeans around his knees, and as she took a step back and lowered herself down towards the floor, her digits hooked beneath the waistband of his boxers which follower her down. Nicole now knelt face to face with a fully erect cock. One she was very familiar with. Without delay she leaned forwards and wrapped her lips around the head of her father’s cock, drawing a grunt of pleasure from his lips as he felt her tongue glide around his exposed tip.
Nicole lavished it with her warm, squishy muscle and coated it with plenty of saliva before edging it deeper; one inch at a time. It was a tried and tested method she’d perfected since giving her father head for the first time. She was now a seasoned veteran at making the man she loved groan. It was all in the tightness of her lips and the placement of her tongue, as well as making it as wet as possible; which was all before it slipped down into her throat. Her record for making him cum was two minutes and ten seconds, but unbeknown to Nathan, his daughter wasn’t going for the record.
He stumbled backwards but luckily he’d only just made it inside the house before Nicole had pounced him, so he didn’t fall far before his back was pressed to the front door. Nathan looked down and let loose a pleasured gasp as his daughter’s kissable lips hit the base of his cock, as well as crotch. It remained embedded in her throat for a few seconds without causing the redhead to gag before she pulled her lips all the way back up and removed them from his saliva-coated length. She giggled, grinned up at her father, and then planted a soft kiss right on the tip before standing back up; leaving Nathan rock hard while denying him pleasure.
“We really should get the tree up, because then you get your surprise.” Nicole chirped while wiping so spit from her chin. She then turned around and raced upstairs to find the tree decorations.
Nathan had no time to respond or beg for her to finish what she had started. All he could do was slowly lean down and pull his boxers and pants back up, before uncomfortably stuffing his rock hard cock back into them both. As he re-buttoned his jeans his erection caused an almighty lump, which was Nicole’s fault. Still, he decided to try and ignore the tent as he moved towards the tree, lifted it up, and carried it through to their living room. Thankfully the house was quite open so there were no more doorways to force the poor thing through.
Nathan was just placing the stump into the base they’d purchased alongside it earlier as Nicole returned from upstairs with a large cardboard box filled with baubles, fairy lights, and other assorted Christmas tat. The large tree was a nice addition to the room and it left just enough space on top for the fairy Nicole had made in a high-school design technology class. It was the first thing the redhead fished out of the box and held in her hands. She remembered bringing it home on the last day of school before the Christmas holidays, and that her mother had been so pleased with it that she’d made a point of throwing their old angel in the trash. Back in the days where her mother actually showed Nicole love.
That didn’t matter now. She showed her father the angel and he’d given her a smile which spoke one thousand words. Pride. Love. Happiness. It was still a symbol of a joyful time of year, and both father and daughter knew that this Christmas was going to be the best ever.
“For old time’s sake?” Nathan asked.
Nicole nodded and stepped in front of the tree while clutching the angel with both hands. Next thing she knew a warm pair of hands had snaked beneath her knitted dress and had grasped her by the hips. She was then lifted up by her father so that she was high enough to put the angel right at the top of the tree. He’d done it every year for her since she had been tall enough to reach with his assistance, and it was a ritual that was likely to continue for years to come. Once it was secure he carefully lowered her back down to the floor, before kissing the top of her head.
Nathan and Nicole spent the next hour and a half turning the plain Christmas tree into a work of sparkling, illuminated art. They’d worked as a team to make sure the large tree had a plentiful covering of lights and baubles of all shapes and sizes. Unlike her mother who had always been a little bit of a decoration snob and only allowed certain colours on her trees, Nathan and Nicole covered theirs in a multitude of different decorations. Sure, there were traditional baubles, but they were scattered around the weird and wonderful pieces that spoke of their personalities. Nicole’s personal favourite was the emperor penguin in the Santa hat, while her father had managed to find a couple of festive rubber ducks.
As Nicole placed the final objects in the few spaces that remained, Nathan sat back on the sofa and admired their hard work, as well as his daughter’s gorgeous figure. When she was done she took a couple of steps back and dropped into her father’s lap. Naturally his arms were around her waist in seconds and he held her tightly as they both looked at the fully decorated tree. Her hands came to rest atop his as she leaned back into his warm protective embrace.
“So, how about you relax and make yourself comfortable while I fetch your surprise?” Nicole murmured before turning her head slightly so she could kiss her father’s cheeks.
“You had me at relax baby. I’m intrigued to say the least…” Nathan replied as she slipped out of his lap and headed towards the stairs.
“By get comfortable, I mean get naked!” She called back as she started climbing the stairs.
Now Nathan was sure it was something sexual, but he decided to go along with her request. He pulled off his black long sleeve t-shirt, and then unfastened his pants once again. This time he pulled them right down to his ankles along with his boxers, before tugging his socks off as all three items left his body and ended up on the floor.
Five minutes later he heard Nicole taking gentle steps down the stairs. She was moving slowly as to tease him as much as she could, but it was working a treat. Nathan’s cock was fully erect all over again and he felt himself trembling with each step she took.
“Close your eyes.” Nicole requested as she reached the bottom of the staircase, but remained out of sight.
“Closed.” He said in return as he complied to her desires. Then he heard her stepping closer. Each step was accompanied by the sound of his heartbeat pounding in his chest, while his cock throbbed without any stimulation.
“Okay, you can open them.” She confirmed as she stood in front of him, waiting to see his reaction to his surprise, early present.
Nathan eased his eyes open slowly as if wanting to tease himself just a little more before seeing Nicole in all her glory, or at least that had been the plan. As soon as he’d had his first glimpse of bare skin his eyes shot open, at the same time as his jaw practically hit the floor. The petite redhead was dressed in some very Christmassy lingerie. It was a transparent red babydoll lined with white fur, but as Nathan’s eyes searched, he saw nothing beneath it. She’d placed a Santa hat on her head, but that was all that was covered. The rest of her flawless skin was bare and begging to be touched.
“There is only one more thing…” Nicole purred before revealing what she’d been hiding behind her back. It was a pair of red fluffy handcuffs.
“Daddy isn’t allowed to touch. He just needs to relax and let his little Christmas angel do all the work. So, hands behind your back and lean forward for me.”
Although she didn’t sound commanding he wanted to follow her orders to the letter. Without uttering another word Nathan placed his hands…
