Note: The story below deals with that for which I crave most of all a woman to totally dominate me sexually. The philosophy of the story is let me sniff your panties and I'll be your virtual slave in bed. I am submitting this in incest as it is all in the family but could easily fit into fetish or bdsm categories.
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My name is Joe and I am a successful middle aged man. I function very well in the world and get things done through every means possible including being demanding and abrasive when it is called for. But, I have a secret that the people who deal with me day to day don't know. I am a total wimp.
That is right I am a wimp where women are concerned. The bigger a woman's tits are the bigger wimp I seem to become. I am lucky that I got married as my throat got dry every time I approached the girl I would eventually married. She and I have a very good marriage sharing the chores and responsibilities equally. Our sex life is normal and active. The unusual thing is that generally I sniff her panties before I remove them. As a result Glenda, my wife, has a pet name for me she calls me her 'panty sniffer.' Let me explain why bigger boobs make me wimpier. When a woman stands over me looking down at me her eyes make me nervous, making me squirm in my chair. If she has small breasts it is not too bad. But, if the woman has big boobs it is like a second pair of eyes staring at me and I turn to mush. My cock gets hard and I can't speak an understandable sentence. I get even more afraid that she will see the seven inch bulge in my trousers. And, if she puts her hands on her hips I totally shut down.
Luckily for me my wife, for some unknown reason, doesn't make me feel that way as she has perfect D cup boobs and a figure to die for. The problem is the rest of my household as my daughter, Monica, and my mother also live with us. I noticed the older my daughter got and the bigger her boobs got the less I said to her as a lump developed in my throat and pants.
This was especially true when she would come into see me when I was sitting around and ask for something. I would look at her standing there her eyes and boobs staring at me and I would give her almost anything she wanted unless Glenda was there to stop me from being foolish. She is now 20 and attending the local college and is the spitting image of her mother with the same long brown hair and sultry green eyes.
About three months ago my world was forever turned upside down. I was alone in the house and didn't hear Monica come in. I was in the bathroom and had spotted a pair of cotton briefs on top of the hamper. I knew these were Monica's undies as she was the only one who used this hamper. Curiosity got the best of me and I picked them up and brought the cotton crotch to my nose.
Pure heaven was the only way to describe the scent that emitted from the garment. The cum stain was large and smelled so sweet. I inhaled and began rubbing myself through my pants. I would do anything to be able to inhale this sweetness forever. I smiled in pure ecstasy at what someone could make me do just for a little sniff of heaven.
Suddenly my enjoyment was shattered as I heard someone clear their throat. I hoped it was Glenda as she, at least, would forgive me and we would still likely even have sex that night. Even my mom would write it off to unfulfilled lust. But, it was Monica who spoke, "Daddy what the hell are you doing sniffing my panties? Are you getting your jollies?"
"Um, ah, I, I don't, uh know," I stammered as I looked at her staring at me eyes wide and nipples pushing hard against her blouse.
"You like what you smell? Do you lust the smell of your little girls cunt?" Monica now totally dominated the scene as she had grabbed the panties and was rubbing them very roughly against my nose.
"Oh gawd yes," I stammered out almost incoherently. Suddenly I wanted her more than anything else in the world. My cock was harder than I could ever remember.
"They are my panties and that is my juice and no one sniffs my panties unless I say they can. Do you understand me fucker?" Monica's voice was raspy as she was now excited herself. She yanked the panties away and held them up in front of us.
"Yes, Monica I understand," I mumbled.
"Good, now I have to piss which is why I came in here in the first place. But, we must talk so get on your knees while I blind fold you and figure this out." She slid the hip hole of the panties over my head covering my eyes being careful not to let any part get near my nose. She made sure I was facing the toilet. I heard her unzip and pull down her pants and panties. Her urine splashed into the water as she spoke again.
"I already know you like my panties and my smell. But, the question is what will you do in order to play with my dirty panties and smell my honey?"
With the crotch of her panties so close and the knowledge that her naked pussy was only five feet away I was on fire. I was already a beat man as I answered, "Honey, I will do anything you wish."
I was finding it easier to speak now that I couldn't see her. She snapped, "I bet you want to fuck me. Come on tell me, do you want to fuck me?"
"Oh gawd yes, let me fuck you," I gasped somehow not expecting her to be bringing up fucking. A small moan escaped from my daughter as I waited for her to speak again.
"You look like such a wimp sitting there like that. But, I'll tell you what maybe if you agree to be a good boy you can enjoy my treats and I won't tell mom what you are doing in here with me. Would you like that?"
"Yes ma'am I'll do anything you say."
She had taken over, "If you want access to my panties and my pussy then you must be a slave to my body. Is that clear?"
She could have told me to commit a crime and I would have agreed, "Yes, ma'am I agree. How long will this last?"
She giggled a bit amused at my question, "It will be for the rest of your life unless you disappoint me. You will kiss, lick, suck, caress, and fuck my body whenever it suits my fancy and however it suits my fancy. Any other concerns you have slave?"
"I can't believe we're doing this. But, if we are I have three things I hope you'll agree too. First, I won't eat your shit. Second, outside of sex and paying appropriate homage to your sexy body I will still be your father in every way and there will be no change in normal house rules. And finally, this cannot come between me and your mom. Is that ok Miss Monica?" I sat there anticipating an angry reaction.
Instead I heard her pull up her panties and reach over and pull the panties from my head and toss them toward the hamper. Calmly she replied, "Actually, that sounds perfectly and well thought out. But, remember, part of being a slave to my body is that I get to do anything I wish to your you that doesn't leave marks. Ok, you are officially my Daddy Slave so get over here and take off my shoes, socks and pants."
"Ah, yes Monica," I said stammering again as I had become the complete wimp that she had accused me of being. She was wearing pastel pink briefs with a large wet spot in the crotch. Timidly I removed her clothing and sat back. She stood up with her ass inches from my face and wiggled it slightly. I wanted to reach out but knew better.
"On your hands and knees bastard and put your nose right here and follow me wherever I go," she ordered as she pointed to the bottom of her ass crack where it meets her thighs. Obediently I followed her all around the house my nose at her crotch as she walked from room to room. I took every opportunity to inhale her musky smell.
My knees were aching from all of the crawling around by the time she led me into her bedroom. She stopped near her bed and lightly rubbed her ass against my face. Then turning around she grabbed my head and drew it into her crotch and said coolly, "Here slave have a quick sniff then stand up and take off all of your clothes."
"Yes ma'am, thank you ma'am," I answered as I invited her sweet odor into my nose. Monica pushed my head away and I hurriedly stood up and began stripping. She sat on the edge of the bed watching me. She licked her lips seductively when my erection came into full view. I stood there like an idiot not knowing what to do.
"Not a bad cock for a little wimp; now stroke it until I am ready for you shithead; but don't you dare cum." My daughter proceeded to slowly take off her blouse and then her bra. The quarter sized areolas were topped off by erect pink nipples that looked like cherries. Then teasing me she caressed her breasts and held them up toward my face.
Getting up she walked around me as if inspecting a slab of beef. When she reached my backside she gave me a hard swat on my ass causing me to let out a moan. Sensing that I was game for this treatment she swatted me even harder three more times before getting in front of me and grabbing my balls in her hand and giving them a squeeze that caused my knees to buckle.
"Oh gawd, fuck yes, Monica," I whispered in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Grabbing my wrist she spun me around and shoved me hard to her bed. My cock was pointing straight up at the ceiling as she put my hands behind my head. Within seconds the bed bounced as my daughter hopped in. I looked up to see nothing but the pink of her briefs.
"Keep your fucking hands behind your head and I'll let you sniff me but one lick or touch with your hands and I'm gone. Now to make your cock mine, daddy!" Her ass slammed down on my face and she began grinding it from side to side. For a minute I thought I might suffocate. Just as I caught my breath Monica wrapped both hands around my member and used it to yanked my ass off the mattress.
My senses were full as she continued. Depending on her position I alternated between smelling her ass odor and her sweet pussy juice. The crotch of her panties seemed to be getting wetter and wetter. When I could see something it was only the pink undies.
