A Father's Love...a Daughter's Passion

--A Few Hours Later--

Drom was just finishing up with the evening to-do list when his daughter perked up with a question.

"Daddy, why are there holes in your training shorts?"

Darn that girl, she was so observant. He chuckled to himself and turned to answer her.

"I have no idea, Magha. Perhaps it happened during all of the training today."

Magha didn't seem content with that answer, though. She got up from her chair and came over to where he was standing and ran her fingers along the edges of his shorts, feeling the holes. Her small fingers brushed against his thigh and it made him shiver. He didn't scold her, like usual, because he wanted to encourage her curiosity.

"Don't worry about it, my little darling, I have other pairs of linen shorts, they are easy enough to come by"

The small orc smiled up at her father. She had really turned in to an attractive young female who looked so much like her mother. Drom had even caught himself almost calling his daughter by his late wife's name.

"Alright Magha, time for bed. Go change into your night linens and I will be in shortly. I need to make sure our house guest is comfortable for the night"

The little girl hugged her father and darted off to the bedroom. Drom looked at the lion who had woken up at some point. He was liking his whiskers and almost grinning at the orc.

"I guess you will be alright overnight. If you need to leave, I will leave the door open. I can't say I mind having you around, though. Any intruder might re-consider his career if he encountered you." Drom continued to talk to the lion as if it could understand him. And who knows, maybe it could?

Drom exited the cabin to put out the fire, taking care to do a good job of it. He didn't want a strong wind to kick up and somehow catch his wooden cabin on fire. As he re-entered, the lion had fallen asleep and was snoring rather soundly. He crept into the bedroom being quiet, in case his daugher was already asleep. Of course...she wasn't.

"Daddy!" Magha jumped off the bed and landed in her father's arms, almost throwing him off balance. "Thanks for letting me sleep in here tonight. I always feel safer when I am around you."

The orc chuckled and gave her a quick squeeze before setting her back on the bed. He slid off his leather vest, leaving only his thin linen shorts. He climbed into bed and began tickling his daughter. She squealed with delight, kicking her feet and flailing her arms in vain attempt to escape him.

"Enough Daddy! It tickles!!" She laughed and her black hair flew wildly around her head as she flailed around on the bed.

"You know," he said, pausing for a moment, "You are going to have to learn how to feel safe in your own bed...you remember, you are turning 13 tomorrow. You are officially a teen-aged orc!"

Oh, how he hated to admit that, but she was growing up. And as much as she denied it now, she would want to be away from him at some point. He began to straighten her hair with his hand and pulled the covers up over them both.

"I know daddy...just this one last time, I want to sleep in here with you. Tomorrow, things will change"

If she had only know just how -much- things would be changing...

Several hours later, Drom woke up drenched in sweat. He threw the covers off of himself and sat up, looking around. Only a dream...he had been dreaming of his wife. His lovely, sexy, intelligent wife. He sighed and laid back down, only then remembering his daughter was in the bed. He silently cursed himself for making such a ruckus, but it seemed not to faze his sleeping little orc. Drom stroked her hair a bit to calm himself. His dream had been so real...he could almost feel his wife's skin, he could smell her scent, he could almost taste her in the air. Soon enough, without realizing it, his member was getting erect again. He moved away from his daughter slightly so he wouldn't poke her.

He wasn't too alarmed, this actually happened often...he would wake from a dream and while remembering it, he would accidentally turn himself on. This was, however, the first time it had happened with Magha in his bed. As he laid there, trying to calm himself, the small orc mumbled in her sleep. She moved and scooted in the bed until she was pressed against her father's chest once more. Only then did she seem content to fall back asleep. Drom cursed under his breath. His daughters bum was now firmly pressed against his hardening cock. Her rhythmic breathing only encouraging his manhood to grow more. He didn't have anywhere else to scoot, so he got up out of bed and went into the bathroom. Maybe a cold bath would calm him down...

As Drom got the bath filed up with water from the well located just outside, he lowered his linen shorts and chuckled again at the holes the eager lion had made in them. All of the sudden, Magha walked in. She hadn't had the presence of mind to knock because she was half asleep. She stopped short and let out a gasp, as she was nearly face to face with her father's semi-hard cock. Drom's eyes widened and as Magha backed up, he closed and latched the door. He sighed and lowered his head, cursing himself once more for being careless. He put his shorts back on and went back into the bedroom, were his daughter, just turned 13, was laying under the covers, pretending to be asleep.

"Magha, darling? Are you alright?" Drom waited patiently for his daughters response. When he got none, he slid into bed with her, his cock now fully deflated, and cradled her in his arms. "Don't be upset, my little love, Daddy isn't mad at you."

"Daddy...I am not upset...just curious. What...why was..." Seemingly unable to express herself, she fell silent and her father chuckled, his booming voice very soothing to her.

"If you really want to know...what you saw was your Dad's penis. Every man has one."

"But...why was it pointing at me??" Magha seemed more curious and confused than anything.

"It wasn't pointing at you, dear. Just pointing in general. Sometimes boys feel...happier than normal, especially around someone they really love. I was thinking about your mother and... "
Drom trailed off, thinking maybe he had said too much. Magha looked up at her father and giggled, seeming to cheer up, she wrapped her arms around her father's neck.

"I think I understand, Daddy. Can I...would you let me see it again?"

The question caught Drom off guard and he stuttered a bit.

"No, Magha...that would not be a good idea. It's a very private thing, and definatly not something to be shared between father and daughter."

"But Daddy! You said it feels happier around people you love, and you love me, right?" Before he knew it, she had thrown the covers off them and was trying to get her father's linen shorts down. Drom could barely believe what was happening...was his own daughter trying to look at his cock? He didn't try to stop her, again not wanting to stifle her curiosity. Once she had his shorts around his ankles, she simply sat there, staring at it for a moment. Drom remained silent.

"Daddy, can I touch it?" She extended her finger, and Drom thought 'why not, we have already gone this far.'

Drom watching in disbelief as his own little daughter, just barely 13, touched and prodded at his dick. Every once in a while, it would jump on its own and Magha would squeal and giggle. She then grabbed it, not even able to wrap her hand around its girth. This made it jump to semi-hard attention, which the little orc found very fascinating.

"Magha...I think thats enough exploring, little one. Daddy is feeling...uncomfortable." Drom thought that was an understatement. His dick seemed to have a mind of its own! Everything about this was odd and wrong, but he couldn't help be turned on by it. She ignored him and grabbed it with her other hand as well, though she wasn't quite sure what to do next. At this point, it was completely hard and sticking straight up.

"Darling, please...Daddy can not control his penis sometimes...and the more you touch it and play with it, the more disobedient it becomes!"

Magha still refused to listen to her fathers plee and continued her fondling and gripping and touching. She even poked at his ballsac once or twice. Drom could barely control himself...he closed his eyes and thought 'forget it...whatever happens, I will explain it later.' It had been so long since anyone (besides the lion, of course) had shown any attention to his member...

Drom's daughter was now completely enthralled with her new "toy." She tugged on it and did different things to get different reactions from her father. She seemed pleased at this new ability to somewhat control him. Her little hands soon became wet with Drom's pre-cum. She raised a hand to her mouth and licked it, giggling afterwards. "Daddy, the water that came from your penis tastes funny."

At this point, Drom could barely even hear her...he was so gone in his own world. Those little, exploring hands running all over his throbbing cock. And now with his pre-cum on her hands, they slid easily over his member. She began to see how fast she could run her hands over her new toy, enjoying the grunting that was coming from her father. She was even beginning to feel some primal urges of her own...though she didn't know what they were, or how to react...so she kept going.

Drom began letting out low growls, gripping the bed linens tightly, thrusting along with his daughters stroking...forgetting himself completely. Soon enough, her hard work paid off...she was rewarded with a seeming fountain of his seed. It squirted straight up in spasms, landing on her hands, his stomach and her face. She let go and stared at his cock until it deflated, covered in her father's seed.

Eventually, Drom opened his eyes and looked at his daughter and gave her an awkward smile. "Daddy told you he couldn't control what happened with his penis sometimes..."

They both shared a laugh and then he got up, carrying her to the bathroom so they could clean up.


--------------------------
to be continued shortly, please review!!