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.
Readers may want to read the first chapter to see how I ended up with my daughter as my mistress to better understand what happens in this chapter.
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My biggest shock of this whole experience came only a week after I became my daughter's dutiful sexual slave. We had finally done just about everything possible in one hot passionate session. I was laying with my head on her chest gently suckling her boobies when she reached into her nightstand and pulled out the pair of pink panties she had originally caught me sniffing in the bathroom.
"Do these panties look familiar, daddy?" She held them up to my nose and I could smell the cunt honey and see the large pussy stain.
"Of course, they smell absolutely fantastic. That is one sweet pussy that made them smell so fucking sweet," I replied almost purring.
She smiled broadly and cooed back, "Well, daddy it wasn't my pussy that made them smell so good. These are grandma's panties. That is right your own mother has the sweet pussy that makes you drool. Go ahead sniff them again. Come on my wimp slave inhale deeply that sweet smell."
I damn near got up and ran. I know that I should of but Monica seemed to have a power over me. So, meekly I inhaled the crotch odor of my own mom's panties. The scent did turn me on. Monica placed my hand on my cock and motioned for me to rub myself. She whispered, "If my father can turn me on, why shouldn't your mom turn you on. That's right make yourself cum thinking of your mom's pussy."
Monica caressed me as I rubbed myself. It was amazing soon I was rubbing myself harder and harder and thoughts of my mother began filling my head wondering what it would really be like to lick her pussy. I almost called out her name, Wanda, as I got close to cumming. The next thing I knew I shot a load of my spunk onto Monica's stomach.
"Why did you make me do that, Monica?" Feelings of guilt washed over me. I hadn't flogged myself thinking of my mother since I was a teenager. The guilt was more intense not only because I jacked off thinking of mom in front of my daughter but because a part of me really wanted to make love to my mom.
"Well, the cum you just sprayed all over me seems to prove that you want to fuck her. I know that you are laying there thinking of what it would be like to bury your face between her legs and lick up her hot sweet honey. Then you want to pound your cock into the pussy you came out of, don't you?" Her tone was sinister as she played with my balls and rubbed the panty crotch against my nose again.
"Oh gawd I am so turned on but I couldn't actually do it. You're making me so hot!" I tried to stay noncommittal in my response but it was obvious that I was consumed with lust for not only Monica but also my own mother.
"The fuck you can't and I'm gonna prove it to you bastard. These panties are my souvenir. I want you to go to grandma's room and get yourself a pair of dirty panties and lie on her bed and sniff them until I come and get you." I couldn't believe what had just come out of her mouth. Thoughts swirled in my head.
Not only did she keep a pair of panties from her grandmother as a keep sake but was ordering me to get my own pair to sniff. I wondered why she needed a keepsake. But, the frightening part was having to lay on my mom's bed. I knew that she was due home in less than an hour. Trembling I gave my mistress a kiss and caressed her tits and got up.
I headed straight for my mom's hamper. Rummaging through I found three pairs of soiled panties. Looking them over I carefully made a selection. Since I was compelled to sniff a pair they might as well have the biggest cum stain and be the ones that smelled the best. I settled on a pair bright purple cotton bikini panties.
My nose didn't even have to be close to appreciate my mom's personal scent and the stain was wide and ran the entire length of the crotch panel. Remembering Monica's direction I reluctantly climbed on to my mother's bed and brought the sexy garment up to my face. Monica peaked in the door, fully dressed, and said, "That's a good wimp."
"May I get up now mistress?" I asked ready to spring out of the bed and run to my own room with the sensual garment.
"No, I don't think so. You haven't had a chance to fantasize about your mom yet. I'm going to water the yard like I'm supposed to. I'll be back in a while. So, sniff those panties and think of kissing your mom's big ass and sticking your tongue in her shittie depths. Then perhaps you would lick and suck her hairy pussy and drink up all of her hot sweet juices. Then you'd suck those big melons of hers into your mouth while she flicked your cock against her clit before pulling it inside of her tight pussy. Imagine pounding in and out of her pussy so hard that you make the bed springs squeak and your mother beg for more. You want to fuck the very pussy you came out of so bad, don't you?"
She painted a very erotic picture. I looked up to answer and she was gone. I laid the cum stained panties across my nose and began playing with my cock and balls with both hands. I was taking my time to enjoy the sensations thinking that I had a half an hour to get off. I could easily picture everything Monica said and closed my eyes to see it all.
My guilt at using my mom's panties and bed was fast being replaced by lust. In my mind I could see her grind her ass or tits in my face. I had just started to moan when something felt different. I heard a drawer open. Snap, the whip cracked knocking the panties off of my face. I laid there afraid to move.
Slowly I opened my eyes expecting to see Monica. But, there was my mother standing there with a long whip in her hand. She had it raised up ready to strike me again. Her dominating presence turned me into a blabbering wimp trying to speak but unable to get out a single word. An odd grin spread across her face." So Joey what the fuck are you doing jacking off with my panties in my bed. You must want to fuck me but are too much of a light weight to just grab me kiss me and tell me what you want. That means you are nothing but a submissive twit; is that right? My mom was practically yelling.
"Um, mom I don't know what you mean," I responded knowing what I thought she was getting at.
"You are still my son and I can still spank your ass. You surely deserve a spanking for using my bed to play with yourself. So, Joey roll over and take your punishment," she ordered. I obeyed without delay.
Smack, smack smack the whip connected with my ass as she continued giving me my 20 lashes her voice softened, "You have always had a pretty ass fuck head. So, you like sniffing my panties and want to fuck me? Well, asshole I'm no longer your mother when we are alone. I am Queen Wanda and you will treat me like a queen and do everything I tell you. You are a piece of shit whose job it is to make me cum anytime day or night.
I couldn't believe it here I was again being told that I was about to become an incestuous sexual servant for the second time in just over a week. I wondered if Monica had put my mom up to this and if they were doing anything together. More importantly, I wondered if my wife knew anything about what her mother in law and daughter were doing.
Another smack and my thoughts returned to my mother. I was relieved when she put the whip down as my ass was throbbing. So, are you ready fuckhead to be my submissive and do anything I tell you when we are alone?"
I couldn't help myself as I was on sexual fire. I wanted my mom more even than I had wanted Monica. I turned my head to see her caress her boobs through her blouse and weakly answered, Yes mom."
She picked up the whip and slammed it on my ass and yelling asked, "Yes who?"
"Yes Queen Wanda I'll do whatever you desire. I am not worthy of you but will do my best to become worthy," I whispered. I hoped my statement was humble enough as I wanted her to show me what she wanted me to do with her. My eyes popped open wide when she pulled her blouse off and then freed her monster tits from her bra.
Wanda walked over to her dresser and pulled something out. I couldn't tell what it was from my angle. Then I saw her pants and undies fall to the floor. After a minute or so she came back over. I gasped as I saw my mother sporting a ten inch black strap-on dildo. Clearing my throat I exclaimed, "Oh my fucking gawd mom, ah, Queen Wanda!"
Caressing the fake cock my mother walked over to me and handed me a tube of sexual lubricant. Knowing what she wanted to do I squeezed an ample quantity from the tube and thoroughly greased her member down. Satisfied with my job she took the tube back and smeared my asshole with lube before signaling for me to get up on my knees.