This story is purely fictional and therefore the characters are above the age of consent and willing participants.
I purposefully left out names and descriptions for two reasons;
I am not forcing my preferences in terms of hair colour or body types onto you, you add your own.
So you can place yourself as one of the participants in the story.
She Goes Out
"Dad, I'm off round to Gillian's for the afternoon, see you at tea time." The door slams shut, as usual she didn't even wait for a reply.
It was Sunday afternoon, and he was alone in the house as usual. "Oh well" he said to himself looking at the clock "Just enough time to get the washing on before the football." He made a quick tour of the house collecting all the dirty clothes he can find and goes back into the kitchen where he starts to sort through the pile.
As he was dividing the clothes up he picked up a pair of her pants, as he had countless times before, however this pair were warm. He looked down at them in his hand, white cotton panties, nothing unusual there; after all he'd seen them before. Yet the feel of the heat from them pulled at him.
He slowly lifted them to his cheek feeling the soft material next to his skin, he pull them away quickly, "What the fuck are you doing?" he shouted at himself. Yet he didn't put them down, he held them tightly in his hand. It's then that he noticed they were slightly damp. He opened his hand and stared at them, she must have just taking them off before she left.
He didn't know why but he lifted them slowly to his face again, this time however he placed them under his nose and inhaled, smelling her sweet tangy scent. Again he pulled them away quickly, "OK what are you doing?" he asked himself, "Those are your daughter's panties you're sniffing."
He lifted them to his nose once again and held them there, the smell is intoxicating, he was hooked on it. His cock stirs in his jeans; at least it knows what's going on. He unfastened his jeans and let them fall to the floor followed by his boxer shorts, holding her panties to his face with his left hand he started to stroke his cock with his right. The smell of her pussy fills his head as he gently stroked his cock.
He stroked faster as he imagined knelling between her legs his nose buried in her pussy sniffing it. The image sends his over the edge as he feels his balls start to tighten and he can feel his cum start to flow up the shaft of his cock. He quickly pulls the panties from his face and holds them over the end of his cock. He starts to fill them with rope after rope of cum. "Oh yeah baby, let Daddy fill his little girl's panties with his cum, oh sweetie."
He finishes cumming and wipes his cock clean with her panties. As he throws them in the machine he catches a movement out the corner of his eye and look up to see a leg moving away from the kitchen door, seconds later the front door slams shut.
She Returns Home
He hears the door open and listen to her shuffling around in the hallway. He can tell she's trying to decide to come into the living room or not. He stares at the TV as she slowly walks in and sits on the sofa across from him. He can feel his face burning, his mouth is dry, he wants to say something but can't find the words.
"Sweetie about ..."
"Daddy I ..." their eyes meet he can see tears starting to well up in hers, he hangs his head, his shame over powers him and he weeps.
He feels her sit on the arm of his chair; her tender hand rubs the back of his neck.
"Sweetie I'm so sorry, I don't know what got into me."
"Why daddy?"
"It's hard to explain, I still can't understand it myself."
"You were ... you said ..."
"I know what I was doing and what I said, I promise it'll never happen again."
"Daddy .."
"Listen sweetie, try to understand, since your mum left, I've been busy trying to get our lives back together, busy making sure you're ok." he looks up at her young face, she smiles down at him.
"I'm ok daddy."
"It's just I still have wants, needs and I just never seem to have time these days for anything." She nods her head. "It's just they were still warm and then I felt the damp spot and I just couldn't help myself, I couldn't stop myself."
"Daddy ..."
"As for what I said, don't even ask where that came from, I know it was wrong to do it and even worse to say ..."
"Daddy will you shut up and let me say something?"
"Sorry sweetie."
"Ok first stop saying you're sorry, I think I understand." Her voice takes on an almost motherly tone. "I know you have wants and needs; I know that you're busy with the house and work, busy making sure I have everything I need and that I have as normal a life as possible. Which has meant that you have had no time for yourself."
It's his turn to nod.
"If doing that with my panties helps you then I guess I can live with it. But ..."
He stares open mouthed at her. "You mean you're ..."
"I haven't finished yet." She take a deep breath, her cheeks redden. "I wasn't sure how I felt when I first saw you, I was shocked, then I started getting a funny feeling in my tummy, my nipples started to get hard and I started getting wet between my legs." He stares at her in amazement. "Then went you started talking and all that stuff came out, I thought I would wet my panties."
"Sweetie ..."
"Daddy shut up, if I let you use my panties again can I ..."
"Can you what?"
"Can I watch sometimes?"
He's totally stunned. "You want to watch me play with myself and cum in your panties?"
"Yes daddy I do and I want you keep saying all the things you said before." Her little cheeks are crimson. "I know about some things do to with, you know sex, but other things I don't, so I want you to explain it all to me as well"
"Ok let me see if I have this right, you'll let me use your panties when I wank, and in return I've to let you watch, say that I'm thinking off you and explain sex to you?"
