Incest stories: Pretty Panties – Part 2
Author: CandyXLove
He pressed them against his nose and inhaled. The aroma was overpowering and intoxicating. They smelled tangy yet sweet with a hint of soap. It was so unique, so her. Just how he imagined she’d smell if such a thing were possible.
He sniffed the crotch trying to memorize the scent like a dog. He was a dog. He was a disgusting bastard who was horny as fuck.
He buried his face deeper into the material. The feel, the smell, the wetness of them was overwhelming and he felt compelled to lick the creamy center. This was a life and death moment for him and he’d die happily for one taste.
Pressing the crotch of her red panties against his lips, he flicked out his tongue.
The damp piece of fabric was cool on his tongue and he licked it like an ice cream cone. His beautiful daughter tasted so sweet. He’d already gone this far so who cared if he racked up another sin. He yanked down his boxers and his erect cock bobbed in the air.
With trembling hands he wrapped the expensive lingerie around his throbbing dick. Gripping it in his fist, he stroked the drenched material up and down his pulsing shaft before slipping it over the swollen mushroom head. He’d always shaved below the belt so every inch of the fine silk slid over every inch of his bare skin.
“Fuck…” James groaned and closed his eyes as he caressed the sensitive crown with the palm of his hand. He imagined the wet silk was his daughter’s tongue gliding over his dick. With his free hand, he reached down and massaged his balls, working his way to an intense orgasm.
It only took a few fevered strokes to send him over the edge and when the sleek material slipped down the entire length of his shaft and licked his tight balls, he emitted an animalistic growl that shook the room. His hand shot out to brace himself against the wall as he erupted. Furiously pumping his cock, he drenched her soiled panties with his seed.
It felt incredible.
He hadn’t had an orgasm that powerful in a very, very long time. He sat on lip of the tub to catch his breath and it wasn’t until his cock was lying limp between his thighs that reality punched him in the gut.
What the fuck had he just done?! He was suddenly drowning in a dirty ocean of shame, guilt and regret.
Wiping off his dick with shaky hands, he pulled up his shorts.
James quickly walked over to the sink and turned on the faucet. He didn’t care that the scalding hot water burned his hands. It helped him focus. He poured a glob of soap on his daughter’s panties and began scrubbing them clean, trying to cleanse his filthy mind.
Never again. It was an accident, one he would never repeat. Ever.
***
The next day, James felt like a walking pile of shit. He couldn’t believe what he’d done and wished it had all been a bad dream. It wasn’t.
When the front door opened, jarring him from his thoughts, he jumped in surprise, as if he’d been caught with his pants down.
“Daddy! Are you up?” Dawn’s voice was just as chipper now as it had been when she’d left last night.
“Yes. I’m in the kitchen.” He said, taking a steadying breath to calm his nerves.
When she strolled into the room, he was afraid to make eye contact so he grabbed his cellphone and stared at the blank screen like a fool. From underneath his eyelashes he watched her set down her backpack and walk towards him. He wondered if she could sniff out his guilt because he reeked of it.
Sniff… Oh God. He groaned inwardly, and set down his phone so he could quickly adjust his pants and hide his growing erection.
“The concert was spectacular! It was really amazing!”
“Good. I’m glad-”
He didn’t have time to brace himself for the impact of her body colliding with his.
“Thank you so much for letting me go!” She sighed, happily, tightening her arms around his neck and holding him close.
He closed his eyes. Hadn’t those lips kissed his cock last night? No, no. They hadn’t.
Fuck. He needed to get a grip. He needed to get out of the house and clear his head.
“I’m glad you had fun, sweetie.” He untangled himself from her long arms.
“Listen, Dawn, I have to run an errand. You should study for your math test while I’m gone.”
Without waiting for a response, James grabbed his wallet and car keys, and hurried out the door.
Once he was in his car, he glanced down at his hard dick. If he hadn’t have gone so long without sex, this never would have happened! What was he going to do?
***
He’d been driving around town for an hour, praying to God for help when he was struck with a wonderful idea.
Taking a right turn at the light, he stopped at a cafe by his house. He’d been there many times and he was on a first name basis with one of the servers, Paula.
She was pretty, with kind, mocha-colored eyes, a cute upturned nose and curly brown hair that couldn’t be tamed. She had an olive complexion and was very voluptuous.
He knew she had a crush on him. She always wore a shy smile on her lips and her cheeks would turn pink whenever they spoke. Half the time his coffee was “on the house.” So he wasn’t surprised when she agreed to go out for drinks the following night.
It was the perfect plan. Paula would be the magical cure for the darkness that lurked in his mind. She could take care of his needs.
Dawn wouldn’t be happy about him dating again. She didn’t want someone new to take her mother’s place. No one ever would but this was necessary.
***
The next day, time flew by and ten minutes before he had to leave he worked up the courage to tell Dawn.
“Hey. I’m going out for drinks tonight, princess.” His tone was nonchalant but the uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach was real.
“Oh, with Greg? He’s such a bad influence,” she joked, walking into the living room, and tying her hair back in a ponytail.
“No… I’m going out with Paula.” He inched his way to the door.
“Paula?” The sweet smile that curved her lips vanished and she dropped her hands, letting her hair tumble down her back.
“Yeah, you know, the woman who works at the cafe down the road.”
“So… you’re like, what, going on a date?” Her aqua-colored eyes narrowed, making him squirm.
“No, no. Just drinks.” With sex on the side.
Dawn crossed her arms. “Oh.” she replied, her voice flat.
“You don’t like her?” He nervously thumbed his car keys.
“She’s polite but she’s not very pretty. Her squeaky voice gets on my nerves, too.”
“Dawn.”
“What? All I’m saying is that you could do better.” He caught her eyes roaming from his combed, sandy blond hair to his clean-shaven face and button-down shirt.
He’d chosen a fitted navy blue shirt, rolled the sleeves up to his tan forearms and left the top two buttons undone. When it came to his pants, he couldn’t decide between shorts or slacks so he settled on a pair of dark, blue jeans. They were snug but they were the only ones that weren’t covered in dirt and plant fertilizer.
“Well, I don’t know about that, but hey, I have to go.”
“What time will you be home?” She pried, following him to the door.
“Oh, I, um, I’m going to be out all night…”
Before she could reply, he roughly twisted the doorknob and walked outside. He didn’t want to see the hurt look in her eyes. If only she knew his true motive. No, scratch that he’d take his secret to the grave…
****
James met Paula at the bar and he actually had a fun time. They hung out until “last call” and he got drunk on shots of smooth amber whisky. Not enough to ruin his performance but enough to forget about his daughter and her little red panties.
The minute they stumbled into Paula’s house, she attacked him like a sex-starved lioness. It made his cock jump to life.
Without taking the time to turn on the lights, he stumbled into the dark kitchen and wrapped his hands around her curvy waist.
Paula crushed her lips to his, kissing him with an intensity that he hadn’t felt in a long time.
“I’ve fantasized about this for months, James. I’m so fucking horny and wet.” She purred, running her hands up and down his hairless chest.
He reached down and unbuttoned his shirt. His muscular arms flexed as he threw it on a chair.
He took off his shoes and socks, then yanked down both his boxers and pants in one smooth motion.
Paula uttered an appreciative moan.
“You look like a God and your cock is so big! I can’t wait for you to fuck me with that monster.”
With hungry eyes he watched Paula unzip her summer dress and when she lowered her arms the garment slipped down her body and pooled around her high-heeled feet.
Her naked body was a glorious sight to behold but even in his drunken stupor, his mind drifted to the dark side. He couldn’t help but compare Paula and Dawn.
His daughter was lithe and had a tight, firm ass and perky tits that defied gravity.
Paula on the other hand, was a woman in her prime. She had wide hips, her breasts were heavy on her chest and her pussy was pronounced by a small landing strip of pubic hair.
Stalking up to her, he gently pushed her down onto her knees. She kneeled in front of him like a willing sex slave and eagerly took his cock into her mouth.
He groaned at the contact, his dick twitching against her wet tongue. It felt so good.
Paula was experienced and knew how to please a man but he imagined his daughter’s tongue gliding along his shaft.
Thoughts of his lovely daughter kept running through his mind and frustrated him.
Yanking Paula onto her feet, he bent her over the kitchen table.
“Oh, God, yes! Take me like this!” She wiggled her ass and rested her cheek against the cedar surface.
James plunged his thick cock between her folds and deep into her pussy.
It was amazing but even while he fucked her, his thoughts kept drifting to his daughter until he finally gave in. He was glad that he had Paula bent over the table. It made it easier for him to imagine his daughter moaning in the dark shadows while he pumped his seed in her cunt.
His cock pulsed and he almost moaned Dawn’s name when he shot his load in Paula’s quivering pussy.
“Baby, that was amazing.”
Paula was a decent fuck and he prayed that the more he fucked her, the more his attraction for her would grow and bury the thoughts of his daughter. At the very least, cumming in Paula’s hot cunt would keep him from soiling his daughter’s panties.
***
When he arrived home the next morning, Dawn was stomping around the house. Her hair was messy and she had dark circles under her eyes. Had she been stewing all night?
“Did you have fun on your date? Oh, pardon me, CASUAL DRINKS?” She asked, hurling sarcasm at him.
James sighed. “Honey, it’s been a year.”
She clenched her fists and advanced on him. “I don’t care! I can’t believe you went on a date!”
“You don’t want me to be happy?”
“I thought I made you happy!”
“You do! You know, I love you more than life.” He threw his keys on the coffee table.
“Yeah, uh huh.” She flung her hand out dismissively before crossing her arms and snapping her mouth shut so tightly that the color drained from her lips.
This was ridiculous. “Why are you so pissed off?”
“I’m not pissed off!”
“Really? Because you look like just like your mother whenever she was pissed.”
“Oh, NOW you decide to think of her?!”
“Damn it, Dawn! That’s not fair!”
“I don’t know why you want to add someone new to the picture when I give you everything you need and want!” Her expression was fierce, eyes blazing.
As her anger rose, so did his and his heart pounded in his chest.
“You give me everything? Really? What about sex? Do you fucking give me that?! I’m a man who hasn’t had sex in a God damn year! I’m a human being for God’s sake!”
Dawn’s eyes widened in horror and she took a step back as if he’d slapped her.
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Parent Post: Pretty Panties – by CandyXLove
- Pretty Panties - Part 2
- Pretty Panties - Part 3
- Pretty Panties - Part 4
- Pretty Panties - Part 5
- Pretty Panties - Part 6
- Pretty Panties - Part 7
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