Pretty Panties – Part 4

Incest stories: Pretty Panties – Part 4

Author: CandyXLove

A few hours passed and when she came home he saw a small red shopping bag in her hand.

“Hi, baby. What did you buy?”

“Oh just a T-shirt. It’s nothing fancy but I’m going to go try it on.”

James waited and when Dawn came back downstairs, her eyes were sparkling like blue diamonds.

She must have bought the panties at the boutique because the “new” shirt she was wearing wasn’t new.

“I thought you already had that shirt?”

“No, I just bought it.” She diverted her eyes and coughed.

He grinned, vivid, dark fantasies already swirling in his mind. He was eager to see if she bought the new lingerie but he wouldn’t find out until she went to bed.

***

Day slowly crawled to night and when Dawn told him that she was going to take a shower and then go to bed, he started sweating.

His right foot nervously tapped the ground in sync with the ticking grandfather clock. It was like New Year’s Eve and every passing second brought him closer to popping open the champagne.

Half an hour later, he heard the thundering water turn off.

After emerging from the bathroom, Dawn trotted downstairs. Her hair was damp and she was wearing a light green tank top and blue Jersey shorts. He could tell that she wasn’t wearing a bra and her supple breasts jiggled when she sauntered up to him. bit.do/MyPussY

He was sitting in the recliner and he was surprised when she stepped between his legs. Her smooth, bare thighs pressed against his. Her eyes dilated and she held his gaze.

She’d never looked at him the way she was staring at him now. His eyes roamed over her face and when he watched her pretty pink lips part, he swallowed the lump in his throat. His eyes travelled lower and he realized her nipples were hard little pebbles. Was it because of him? The sight made his cock thicken in his shorts.

He tried to figure out what had changed. Why there was a hint of lust in her eyes…

Then he remembered Candice and the conversation from earlier in the day. Never say never.

Maybe it had opened Dawn’s eyes and for a moment, she saw him as a man, not as her father. Or maybe it was all in his head.

“Thank you again for the money.”

Her voice was quiet like a soft spring rain.

“Of course, sweetheart. I’d do anything to please you.”

Instinctively, she leaned towards him and her lilac shampoo embraced him.

He dug his sweaty fingers into the chair to keep from reaching out and touching her. His cock was twitching in his shorts and when he shifted his weight he heard a small gasp.

She was staring at his crotch and kept blinking as if she couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

The longer she stared, the thicker it grew.

“Is there something else you want from me? Anything I can do for you?” His voice dropped several octaves.

Her gaze shot up from the bulge between his legs and the blush on her cheeks spread down her neck.

He knew the spell was broken.

“No, no. I-I just wanted to tell you that I’m going to bed.” When she pressed her lips to his cheek, he felt the kiss race through his veins like hot lava.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, princess. Sweet dreams.”

***

Once she went to bed, he sat in the recliner for another hour, fidgeting like a crazy crack addict.

This wasn’t healthy and he realized that fucking Paula would never cure him. He shouldn’t have dragged her into this. He’d been selfish and he needed to let her go.

James rubbed his forehead in thought. Tomorrow, he’d break things off.

After locking up the house and turning off the lights, he quietly walked upstairs. He hoped Dawn was asleep because he couldn’t wait another minute to snoop around in the bathroom.

He snuck into the bathroom and silently cheered when he saw her new, black panties in the laundry basket.

James snatched them up and then hurried into his room. They were still warm and the crotch was moist. It was a risk to masturbate when she was home but he needed a fix.

Once he was safely in his room, he took off all of his clothes and climbed into bed.

Lying on his back with his head propped up against the pillows, he examined the expensive garment. They were made for sluts and were the sexiest pair his daughter owned. They weren’t his favorite though. It was the silky wine-red panties that drove him wild.

He lifted the new lingerie to his nose and breathed in until his lungs hurt. They smelled brand new, like the lightly perfumed tissue paper they’d come in but they were also covered with her exotic scent. The crotch was coated with her dew and he stuck out his tongue, eager to lick and suck the fine material.

They tasted like sweet honey and when his dick started aching, he wrapped them around his long, ridged shaft.

He wanted to take his time with these. They were after all, virgins.

He slowly pumped them up and down in his tight fist before circling his mushroom head with the slick crotch. With his free hand, he gently rolled and tugged on his balls, loving the pleasurable sensations that coursed through his body.

His dirty mind drifted and he closed his eyes. He slipped out of reality and imagined that he was fucking his daughter’s little mouth, getting it nice and wet before easing into her tight pussy.

“That’s it Dawn, take daddy’s big dick. You’re such a naughty girl.”

He tried his best not to rush but the silk licking his cock was overwhelming. He picked up the pace and lifted his ass off the bed, humping the air.

Releasing his balls he dragged his hand through his hair and gripped the strands. They were soaked with sweat and stuck to his forehead.

“Yes, you like daddy’s cock, don’t you? You want to be daddy’s good girl. You want me to cum in your sweet little cunt.”

He’d never been so turned on by a small piece of clothing.

Suddenly her heard a sharp intake of breath followed by a squeak.

Jolted out of his naughty fantasy, his gaze shot to the door. In the dim light he saw Dawn standing in his bedroom. He could see her eyes which, were as bright and as huge as the full moon. Her mouth was hanging open as if her jaw was broken and a million expressions flashed across her face, undeniable shock the brightest beacon of all.

He knew what she saw… Her loving father, lying in bed, completely naked, moaning her name and jerking off like a horny schoolboy.

Her eyes were glued to her black panties and James grunted. He couldn’t stop now.

His body was corded with muscles that rippled and flexed as he stroked his throbbing cock. He was on the precipice of a mind-blowing orgasm.

Their eyes met, turning him on even more and just when was about to cum, his daughter fled from the room.

Fucking hell! He had to go after her!

Releasing his cock was like ripping away duck tape and he groaned in dismay. He’d been so close to release!

He stumbled out of bed and ran into the hall. Luckily, he was faster than her and she was only two steps down the stairs before he grabbed her around her waist and lifted her into the air.

“Nooo!” She cried out in fright as he carried her back into his room.

She dug her short nails into his arm and even though it didn’t hurt, he tightened his grip around her midsection. When his drooling cock dragged across her ass, he remembered that he was naked.

“Daddy! Let me go! Stop!”

“Dawn! Calm down! Let me explain!” He wasn’t trying to scare her but he couldn’t let her leave until she heard him out.

“You’re crazy! I’m going to call the cops!”

“No, no! Just calm down!” Shit. He didn’t want to go to jail.

She squirmed in his arms like a wiggling fish and because of it, his fingers groped every inch of her succulent body.

As his arm slid higher up her waist, it slipped under the hem of her shirt and creeped up her stomach until his forearm was pressed against the smooth underside of her breasts.

He groaned and she screamed.

James clamped his free hand over her mouth, afraid she’d wake the neighbors.

“I just want to talk!”

She shook her head and continued to fight and in a moment of weakness he indulged in his dark fantasy.

He bent the arm around her waist until he could raise his hand higher under her shirt and cup one of her jiggling breasts. He squeezed the soft, perfect orb with his fingers and when his thumb brushed back and forth across her nipple, it blossomed in response.

He’d wanted to touch her young, fresh body for so long that it was difficult to stop.

“God, you feel so good.” He moaned as his hand wandered over her soft skin.

Her hot breath puffed against the palm of his hand and he gently pinned her down on the bed, his weight pressing her into the plush mattress.

He took his hand off her mouth and grabbed her wrists. He raised them over her head and nuzzled her neck.

“Dawn.” Her sweet name was rough on his tongue.

“What’s wrong with you?” She shouted in confusion and fear. “Get off of me!”

“I can’t, babygirl. I’ve been horny for months.”

She wiggled beneath him, unknowingly grinding against him. His hard cock slid up and down against her thigh and even though she was fully clothed it felt wonderful.

He knew he could give her so much pleasure if she let him. Maybe he could settle with a kiss, just one kiss.

Lowering his head, he pressed his mouth against hers.

She whimpered in response and tried to jerk her head away but he firmly gripped her chin, holding her in place.

His kiss was anything but fatherly. He swiped his tongue back and forth across her lips before working it into her warm, wet mouth. She tasted like wild cherries and he moaned in satisfaction.

He needed that kiss so badly that he greedily stole it from her. He was relentless.

The minutes that ticked by felt like decades and to his surprise she relaxed, just a little bit. Each swipe of his tongue weakened her defenses and he explored her mouth, claiming her like a lover.

He deepened the kiss, entwining his tongue with hers, rolling, probing, stroking her.

Her eyes fluttered shut and an involuntary moan hummed against his lips. He was surprised when she tentatively kissed him back, licking his tongue and nibbling his bottom lip.

When he finally came up for air and released her chin, she whipped her head to the side and pressed her cheek against the pillow, embarrassed and horrified that she gave into the kiss that left her breathless and disarmed.