Hello I'm Ben Black, and I work in computer systems and I'm forty-seven years old and divorced. My daughter Cynthia who's twenty-one moved away to find work after finishing her masters in Physics. But now she is returning home and this is our story.
My mobile rang and from the contact picture I could see it was Cynthia my daughter. I answered it.
"Hello Cynthia."
"Hello dad. How are you?" she enquired.
"I'm fine Cynthia. Its good to hear your voice my dear."
"Listen dad, I will be home tonight on the 11pm flight and could you pick me up?"
"Of course I can. I'm really looking forward to seeing you."
"Thanks dad. See you soon. Love you. Bye." And she hung up.
I couldn't be happier my daughter was coming home and it had been ten long months since she moved away to work. And ironically it was ten years to the day since her mother Judy went off with a religious sect led by some bible thumping crazy pastor. But that's a whole different story.
I left the house a little after ten to make the airport in good time as I was eager to see Cynthia. She was the one good thing that came out of my marriage. I waited in arrivals for her plane to land and I had purchased a big bunch of flowers for her. Cynthia loved flowers, especially roses.
"Dad! Over here dad!" I heard Cynthia shout excitedly from the back of the exiting passengers.
Dropping her cases she ran over and threw her arms around my neck giving me a massive hug.
"God I missed you dad," She said. Her eyes filled with tears of joy. "I missed you so so much."
"I missed you too my dear," I said. "I got you a little something on the way over."
"Oh the roses are gorgeous dad," She replied. "You remembered dad. Thank you so much."
"How was the flight?" I enquire. "Fine, just fine dad." Came the reply.
I grabbed her suitcases and we made our way back to the car and shortly after midnight we got home. AndI opened a bottle of wine I was saving and we chatted for a while as she filled me in on how her job was going. She explained how she had been transferred to a local university here.
"Isn't that great dad," She said enthusiastically. "I will need to move in for a bit until I get my own place. But I won't be in your hair that long."
"Hold on, don't be silly," I said. "Your room is just as you left it. Stay as long as you like Cynthia. Hey, it will be nice to have a woman around the place again." I chuckled.
"Cool dad." She replied. And I carried her cases to her room and kissed her goodnight.
The following morning Cynthia was rushing around like a headless chicken.
"Bye dad, gotta go can I borrow the car?" she shouted from the living room.
"Ok!" I shouted from the kitchen before hearing the door slam and the car drive off. I sipped my morning coffee and thought it was nice to have my baby home. God look at the time I better get moving myself I thought.
I jumped in for a shower and afterwards as I was passing Cynthia's room I stopped and looked in thinking how good it was to have my little girl back. I spotted some clothing in the middle of the floor just inside her door and thinking she dropped some laundry I picked it up.
It was her underwear. Bright pink boy shorts size ten to be exact. Now for reasons I cannot explain I held them in front of me examining them. You could still see the faint outline of where her pussy had nestled in the crotch.
My cock started twitching as I became aroused by these knickers and before I knew it I had buried my nose in the crotch savouring the sweet scent of her body spray and pussy. My cock was now tenting through my jocks and a small wet patch was starting to show.
God her scent is intoxicating I thought as I buried my nose in deeper in her knickers inhaling her sweet fragrance. Just then my conscience kicked in snapping me back to reality.
These were my daughter's knickers I thought. I mean its wrong, very wrong. But my cock did not care as it craved relief and it had been a long long time since I had a scent this sweet in my nose.
I dropped my jocks on the ground and lay back in her bed and placing her shorts on my nose I once more drifted into a pussy scented sexual delirium. I started to tug my cock as I deeply inhaled her scent.
Deeper and deeper I inhaled the scent of her pussy as I pressed my nose hard into the crotch. My balls ached and my cock oozed pre-cum. I was getting close to blowing my load now, so very close.
"Dad! Oh God dad!" The shocked sound of Cynthia's voice sent panic through my body. She had come back for some reason. Panicking I bolted upright and attempted to cover my shame with her knickers.
"Oh God, I'm sorry Cynthia," I blurted out. "I'm Sorry you had to see me like this." But before I could say another word she was in front of me.
"Its ok dad," She said. "really its ok."
"Oh God," I whimpered. "I am so very very sorry." As I covered my face with my hands in shame.
"Its fine dad, please don't panic." She whispered. Kissing me gently on the head.
"I know you are a man with desires just like every other man dad." she continued. "And I'm glad you like my scent."
"Oh Cynthia, go please. Just leave me alone," I pleaded. "I don't want you to see me like this."
"I want to help you dad," She said. "Its not like I haven't seen your cock before. Remember that time I walked into the shower?" She giggled. As she removed her knickers from my cock and tossed them to the floor.
"You were only eleven then." I replied. "This is totally different. You are my daughter for fucks sake."
"Shush dad, Its ok." She said softly. Before taking my rigid shaft in her hand and without saying another word she licked its entire length. Her were lips sucking and savouring the head while she slowly licked my oozing pre-cum.
"Please stop Cynthia, please this is wrong." I groaned. Half heartedly.
"Its ok dad, I don't mind. I really want to suck your cock. Just relax and let me take care of this." She replied smiling up at me with her big beautiful blue eyes.
She continued to lick my cock and massage my balls. I watched as she ran her tongue up and down my shaft. Her tongue danced about the head of my very swollen cock.
"God you are nice and big dad," She cooed. "I love how you taste."
Swallowing my cock all the way to down to my balls again she sucked hard. Sweat rolled down my brow and I let out a long moan as I clinched the sheets hard in my hands.
"Fuck that's good Cynthia." I exclaimed. Yielding to this intense sexual moment. I closed my eyes and let my wonderful orgasm start to wash over me.
"Oh God, I am going to cum. Oh fuck Cynthia. Suck it, suck it hard" I urged.
My balls tighten and they cried enough. The flood gates opened and my cock started to fill her mouth with cum. My heart was pounding like it would explode as I gasped for air. God my cock felt so good in her mouth and my sweet Cynthia had swallowed every bit of my load.
As the heat of my orgasm dissipated she continued to lick my cock as it went soft.
"There, I bet that feels better dad." She giggled.
I was still breathless and speechless when she got up. My chest was heaving from the sexual effort.
"Got to go dad," She said smiling. " I just have to change something first."
Lifting her skirt up she yanked off her knickers giving me a glimpse of her beautiful pussy. She pulled on another pair as she looked at me with a glint of mischief in her eyes.
"Here you go dad," She giggled as she tossed me her knickers. "They are a bit wet but I think you'll like them. And I'd like more of that later." She turned and left for work again.
I lay there on the bed in disbelief at what happened. I was sucked off by my own daughter and it was amazing. Jesus you are sick Ben I thought to myself and turning to get up I saw the panties she took off beside me. I picked them up and they were very wet and sticky with Cynthia's juices.
I pressed my face into the crotch and it was still warm, her raw scent was incredible. Greedily I licked the wet sticky crotch savouring the taste of her nectar. My cock was starting to go hard again when I heard my phone ringing and I went to answer it.
It was work they wanted to know if I was ready with the project. I lied and said I need another day. Because the truth was I was mentally and physically wasted. And if they could see me standing here stark naked with my daughter's wet panties in my hand I would be sacked not to mention labelled a pervert.
Again I buried my face in those wonderfully scented panties sucking and licking and savouring the last of her honey. I wrapped them around my cock and started to fuck her knickers. It didn't take long before my balls were pumping cum into the crotch. God it felt good, real good.
Staring at her cum filled shorts I was filled with a sense of deep remorse and revulsion. They were after all were my daughter's knickers. I tossed them into the washer and after the cycle had finished I placed them on the rack to dry and headed to the shower.
I must have been in there a while as I had lost all track of time. I checked my watch and it was 3:50pm. I dried off and got dressed and made a strong cup of coffee. And I sat down to try and make sense of what had transpired.
Clasping my forehead as I feverishly ran through the events of the morning a cold sweat broke out and a shiver went down my spine. God I thought to myself you are a pervert. Never ever in my wildest dreams had I thought of my baby like that before. How could I let it happen, Christ I could be arrested if it was discovered and I'll burn in Hell for this I thought.
