Sophia, Her Panties & Daddy Ch. 02

The suction cup dildo was one of her favoured pleasures, particularly in a morning. After the intensity of watching her father get off to her soiled panties, she was buzzing with sexual energy and needed some thorough and deep relief.

She had attached it to the wall of the shower cubicle just below hip height and turned on the water.

The shower was fairly spacious and walled on three sides, allowing for her to bend at an angle and place her hands on the side opposite to the cock for some purchase and stability.

The comforting warmth of the cascading shower ran through her hair and down over the curves of her naked body. Her ample breasts beaded with droplets and the stream ran down the small of her back and between the crease of her still plugged ass.

Taking care of her morning abloutions before her pleasure, she soaked her raven hair and gave it a thorough wash and condition.

Next she lathered up a loofer and washed her body head to toe. She took particular care to soap up her ample breasts, her nipples still sensitively hard to attention. Roving her hand downwards, she cleaned between her legs and around to her backside, taking the time to press the still nestled plug that little bit deeper into her ass, sending a jolt of pleasure up her spine.

Once rinsed, she turned off the cascading water from the shower and diverted her attention to her next task. Turning her back to the protruding cock on the wall, she slightly parted her legs, bent slightly at the waist to push her ass out and reached her hand between her thighs to find her waiting toy.

Droplets of water from the shower dripped from every inch of her naked form as she reached between her legs and started to massage her clit with her free hand. Her body felt electric and it only took a few moments of self-love before her own natural lubricant coated her sweet opening.

Taking the cock in hand, she held it upwards and directed it expertly towards her moist pussy. Nestling the tip at her hole, she removed her hand, continued to attend to her clit and started to edge herself gently backwards.

******

Shortly before her mothers acrimonious departure, she had unwittingly caught her using a very similar toy in the shower. Their old house was much larger and had a spacious upstairs bathroom. The shower in the room was glass walled on two sides and could easily fit three people in it.

She had seen her mother wearing this luscious, deep crimson lipstick the night before and decided to sneak into the bathroom, not knowing she was in there, to 'borrow' it prior to a night out with the girls. Checking around the house, she couldn't find her mother anywhere so decided to chance her luck and take it from the vanity drawer she kept all her make up in.

The bathroom door was slightly open and she could hear the sound of running water from the shower.

"Shit!" she scolded, realising that it was occupied.

Pushing open the door slightly, she could make out the tan figure of her naked mother through the steamy condensation on the glass walls of the shower. Carla had a figure much like Sophia's. Full and voluptuous with a wonderfully rounded and pert ass.

It was that ass that immediately caught Sophia's attention as its imprint was being pressed repeatedly against the glass in a very rhythmic fashion. From outside the shower, two oval shapes appeared and disappeared on the glass surrounding a smaller, circular shape. The accompanying moans coming from the shower indicated to her in no uncertain terms that the smaller circle was in fact the base of a dildo attached to the pane.

Slight shock and a healthy dose of sexual curiosity kept her eyes glued to the far from unpleasant sight of her mothers backside repeatedly coming into view against the steamed glass.

Creeping into the bathroom, she reached the vanity and mercifully an open drawer. Quickly averting her eyes, she spied the lipstick, swiped it into her palm and returned her gaze back to the shower to ensure she wasn't caught.

Mesmerised, she gingerly retreated backwards, unable to take her eyes of the sight of her mother emphatically fucking herself until she reached the door.

Her pussy swelled with excitement and undeniable arousal. She wasn't sure whether it was the toy, the shower, watching her mother getting herself off, or a combination off all but she was transfixed.

Taking one final glance at the shower, she exited the bathroom and felt a rush of adrenaline at the intensely erotic scene she had just witnessed.

Returning to her room with the lipstick in hand she threw herself down on the bed and shoved one hand into her panties with zero subtlety. Her free hand grabbed her phone and began frantically searching for somewhere to purchase such a toy. Dancing her fingers over her moist pussy, she quickly navigated to an online adult store and began browsing for her next instrument of pleasure. Not at all phased that she had become very aroused by watching her mother masturbate, her focus was solely on finding and purchasing the very same thing so she could try it herself.

As her fingers dipped down inside her sodden opening, she found exactly what she was looking for, added it to her basket and purchased it for next day delivery.

She lay there for some time afterwards, ferociously mauling her pussy until she came to a shuddering orgasm. All the while picturing her mother in the shower, relentlessly fucking the toy and imagining to herself how blissful her climax would be when she could enjoy the same pleasures.

******

Moving her hips backwards onto the very same wall-mounted cock she had ordered that day, she felt her lips part and its girth stretch her opening. Its length filled her pussy wonderfully until the cheeks of her ass pressed against the cold tiles of the wall behind her.

She exuded a satisfied "mmmmmmm!" as the tip of the cock reached its maximum depth. Her mind wondered back, as it always did, to her mother's shower session whenever she felt that first moment of full penetration with this particular toy.

Withdrawing the cock to the tip, she slammed her hips backward, fucking the toy once, twice, then a third time, each thrust piercing her deeper than the last.

She had yet to remove the plug from her ass since her first morning dalliance while watching her father masturbate over her soiled underwear. As her thrusts became more rapid, the force of her backside against the wall drove the plug that little bit deeper into her behind, doubling the pleasure she was administering to herself.

Bringing a hand down between her legs she parted her delicate lips and began massaging her clit in a soft, circular motion, heightening her pleasure.

"Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh!" she moaned with each thrust.

The rhythmic slapping of her bare ass against the tiled wall of the spacious walk-in shower cubicle made a satisfying sound as she drove herself backwards onto the protruding cock. She let out guttural moans of pleasure, not caring about her volume.

After a few minutes of fucking herself with some speed, she reduced her pace to mimic the slow, deliberate strokes she saw her father use on his own cock. She pressed herself back and forth into her rubber companion with a much more sedate and considered purpose, savouring the sensations of its length inside her pussy with each meticulous thrust.

The combination of her fingers on her clit, the dildo in her pussy and the plug in her ass surged pleasure through her entire lower half and she could feel her pending orgasm hurtling towards its peak as she continued to fuck herself.

"Yes Daddy! Yes Daddy!" she moaned with each plunge backwards into the toy.

On the precipice of releasing a huge climax, she slowed her pace right down to a gentle rocking, intentionally forcing herself not to come. Her pussy ached for release and it took an immense amount of willpower to steady her movement. Withdrawing herself right to the tip of the cock, she moved her hips backwards one final time, incredibly slowly, almost measuring the millimeters as the protruding toy filled her soaking pussy completely. Feeling the cheeks of her ass meet the tiled wall, she pressed backwards with all of her might to really feel the depth while simultaneously pressing the plug into her backside.

"Fuck me!" she expelled. Completely wrapped up in the sensations.

As she laid in bed the night prior, her mind had spun with a multitude of thoughts and deeds for which to arouse, surprise and ultimately seduce her father. The goal was to end up with his cock buried deep in her ass and she knew she needed to prepare and plan the steps to make that dream a reality.

Her plan today was simple.

Edging.

She had decided to edge herself into a state of near madness by masturbating little and often throughout the day to maintain a perpetual state of arousal. All the while, wearing the same pair of blue panties which would soak up her moisture and further add to the illicit smell of pure feminine sex they were already imbued with.

With the suction cock buried as deeply as possible in her pussy, she let out an exhilarated moan of pleasure and began to slowly inch forward until just the tip remained. Her body was tingling from being denied the release it craved and her muscles gripped onto the cock, not wanting to release it. She straightened her legs and the head fell from her soaked pussy, taking a translucent string of her juices with it. A deep exhale followed as she reached behind herself and gripped the flared end of the plug. With a slow, gentle tug, her tight hole stretched over the widest part of the plug, sending another shudder through her body as she retracted it. Pulling a little further, she removed the plug completely from her ass and discarded it onto the shower floor. Her ass pulsed as it contracted back and she felt the familiar sensation of emptiness as her holes were no longer filled.

Exiting the shower, leaving her toys behind, she grabbed a towel and dried her legs, taking care not to remove her natural moisture from between her thighs. Wrapping the towel over her breasts she folded a corner in and took a step forward towards the laundry hamper. She stared for a moment at her blue panties and a wry smile cracked the corner of her lips.

Picking up the soiled underwear, she moved them down towards her feet, stepped inside and pulled them up her shapely legs underneath the towel. As the material cupped her still tingling pussy she could almost feel her natural wetness soak into the fabric. She felt naughty and mischievous in the most wonderful way, knowing that these panties would be soaking up her juices throughout the day.

"Daddy's going to love these when I'm done." She said aloud before returning to her bedroom.

******

He stood naked in his bedroom debating what to wear for work. His cock still stood a notch above semi-hard as his brain danced between the mundane tasks ahead of him and the scent of his daughters underwear. He couldn't quite believe he had been so brazen as to pleasure himself over her dirty panties but all his focus was on the next opportunity.

His mind raced over lurid thought after lurid thought, picturing his baby girl in all sorts of compromising positions. He envisioned her kneeling over his face while she lowered her soaking pussy onto his tongue so he could lap up her juices and bring her to a rousing orgasm. He pictured her on all fours, pulling those same panties to the side and exposing her tight asshole to him, beckoning him to fuck her.

Shaking his head he tried to regain his composure, already feeling the swell of his cock the more his mind wandered.

"Get yourself dressed man!" he scolded to himself before continuing with his morning routine.

Black and grey plaid shirt, unbuttoned at the top and black jeans was his chosen attire for the day. He struggled to fasten said jeans due to his still semi-hard state but got there eventually.

Leaving his bedroom, he crossed the landing and stopped by Sophia's slightly open door, listening for sounds of activity. He was hesitant to enter but figured if she was still asleep or downstairs he could sneak in and take one last deep breath of her panties before leaving for work.

Grabbing the handle he creaked open the door and peeked his head inside. Her bed was empty and the sheets discarded. The metallic bullet vibrator still lay on her bed which caught his attention and spurred his arousal. He suddenly heard a sound coming from the kitchen downstairs and knew he was in the clear to proceed further.

Opening the door fully and going inside, he stepped quickly through the room and towards the en suite bathroom. On reaching the bathroom, he moved straight for the hamper and was quickly crestfallen as her panties he had enjoyed no less than an hour ago were nowhere to be seen.

"Fuck!" he exclaimed, feeling his frustration build exponentially. Since his indulgence and subsequent orgasm, all he could think about was sampling that delicious scent once more. His cock pulsed with an almost angered frustration at being denied.

Scouring the bathroom, he couldn't see them anywhere, though as soon as he turned towards the shower his cock sprang against its trappings. On the tiled floor was his daughters discarded butt plug, lying idly below a protruding dildo attached to the wall.

His eyes lit up and his mind raced with trying to picture what pleasures his baby girl had been indulging since he left her room such a short time ago.

"She fucked herself just after I was in there!" he mentally exclaimed, thoroughly aroused by the image appearing as he stared at the shaft and accompanying plug and envisioned his daughter thrusting herself into it.

"Naughty girl likes something in her ass too. Wow!" came his next words, referencing the butt plug, somewhat out of the blue. He still knew he shouldn't be thinking about his daughter in this explicit fashion but her underwear, coupled with the display of recently used toys made it very difficult not to.

Taking one last glance at the toys in the shower, he quickly rifled through the rest of the laundry, searching for those blue panties, to no avail. Somewhat despondently, he left the bathroom and made a swift exit back out onto the landing.

Inhaling deeply, he went quickly back to his room to grab a bag, closed the door and turned to face the stairs. He was eager, but slightly apprehensive at seeing his daughter after discovering her toys, knowing that all he would be able to picture is her slamming herself against the wall-mounted cock.

He also hoped she was oblivious to his indiscretion of using her soiled panties to get himself off. That would take some explaining!

******

After sliding the soiled underwear back up her legs and nestling the fabric into her already moist pussy. She felt wonderfully filthy and naughty at the prospect of the day ahead.

She dropped the towel and moved towards the wardrobe at the corner of her room. Standing there in just her panties, breasts exposed, she opened the door and began to file through her garments.

"Perfect!" she muttered as her eyes locked onto her chosen attire.

Pulling out a short, white, linen summer dress, she slipped it over her head and adjusted her ample bosom to fit nicely. She had owned this particular dress for a number of years, though as she had grown, it had become a little too small to wear outside the house. The material clung to her curves, giving her a wonderful hourglass shape and the length barely covered her ass. The thin, single straps held on her shoulders and the neckline plunged deep, exposing a large portion of her chest. Slightly flared at the bottom, the lowest part of her dress ran parallel to the horizontal creases of her ass. She pulled her still wet raven hair around to the front and felt the droplets of water seep into the material over her breasts.

Moving over to the mirror on the bathroom door, she stood and admired herself. Twisting and posing to inspect how her father would be seeing her. The moisture from her hair had already begun to drip over her breasts and the thin, white material was becoming more and more translucent, displaying a wonderfully satisfying outline of her attentive nipples.

The dark blue hue of her underwear was clearly visible through the linen and became more exposed as she twirled and flared the bottom of the dress.

Satisfied with her outfit choice, she applied a subtle amount of her perfume to her neck and chest and practically skipped out of the room and down the stairs to the kitchen to await her fathers arrival.

******

Morning coffee was one of their shared routines. Shortly after they had moved into the new house, Sophia made a point of making her father a fresh mug of coffee every morning without fail. It was her way of taking care of him and giving him one less thing to worry about, no matter how minor it appeared. She would always put the coffee on the kitchen island, wrap her arms around his neck and give him a hug and a kiss, just to let him know she was thinking about him.

This particular morning was no different, she made her way to the kitchen and began to prepare the machine for his arrival. Her only addition today was to ensure he caught a glimpse of her underwear to further fuel his thoughts.

Filling the coffee machine with water and dropping the beans into the top of the grinder she placed his favourite cup underneath, flicked the switch and stood waiting. It would usually take 3-5 minutes for the machine to grind the beans and pour the perfect cup. Time she usually spent scrolling through her phone or dealing with some other mundane task.

This morning however, as the machine whirred into life, she lifted the hem of her dress with her right hand and sensually slid it down into her panties. Turning to face the stairs across the kitchen, she began to run her digits through the already sticky folds of her pussy and gently massaged her clit. Her body jolted at the attention as her pleasure almost instantly picked up where it left off from her morning session.

Reaching further into her panties she curled two fingers and effortlessly slid them upwards into her sodden pussy. She was soaked and wondered for a second how long she could manage edging herself through the day as the need to come was already fairly intense.

Jerking her hand upwards further she parted her legs a little more and lovingly fingered herself deeper as the coffee machine behind her continued to whir.

"Ahhhhh!" she cried aloud as the sensations coursed through her groin.

A few more upward thrusts followed and she could feel her juices run onto her knuckles when she heard the door upstairs close. He was coming down.

Swiftly removing her drenched fingers from her pussy, she brought them up to her eye line and saw the slick moisture covering her digits. Smiling mischievously, she turned quickly around to the coffee machine which had all but finished and traced her wetness around the rim of his cup. She wasn't sure whether he would be able to taste her alongside the strong coffee, but she felt thoroughly aroused at the thought of her father sipping on his morning beverage not knowing it was laced with her nectar.

******

As he took the stairs down to the kitchen his mind was filled by thoughts of his daughter, though still somewhat disappointed he hadn't managed to steal one final deep breath of her underwear.

He neared the bottom of the staircase and she came into view.

"Wow!" he muttered under his breath.

His pace slowed to a crawl as he lavished his eyes over his daughter's figure. The white, linen dress hugged her curves beautifully and the incredibly low neckline showed plenty of her chest and substantial bosom. The island in the middle of the kitchen obscured his view somewhat of her legs, though he could see immediately how short her dress was.

"Morning Daddy!" came her greeting, somewhat more enthusiastically than usual.

"Morning baby girl," came his reply, stifling the slight nervousness he was feeling.

He moved to the right, around the island and she matched his direction, giving him the perfect full-length view. His cock stirred immediately as he saw the outlines of her hard nipples brought to the surface by her wet hair and noted how almost criminally short her dress was, displaying ample amounts of her thick, yet toned thighs.

She set the coffee cup down on the island, moved into his space, reached upwards and linked her arms around his neck. Pressing her chest into his without once breaking eye contact, she looked longingly at him and placed a delicate kiss on his cheek just millimeters from his lips.

He could smell her perfume and the jasmine in her hair and felt the fullness of her breasts against his shirt. Reaching an arm around to the small of her back, he pulled her in tightly and savoured her presence. Bringing his other arm to her side, he caressed her curved waist and ran his hand down towards her hips, stopping only when he felt the waistband of her panties. His cock lurched upwards in the confines of his jeans somewhat uncomfortably. She was exuding sex and he felt every bit of it.

Reluctantly breaking contact and releasing her arms, Sophia turned her neck towards the coffee on the island. She spun the cup so the handle faced his direction and smiled at him.

"Coffee for you Daddy." She said in a hushed tone.

"Thank you beautiful," he responded almost instantly.

There was a tension between them that they could both feel for different reasons. He was obsessing over the scent of her underwear and she was playing the slow, seduction game. It was palpable in the air and hung heavy for a few moments as they enjoyed their brief physical exchange.

He broke the silence first.

"Didn't wake you with the shower this morning did I?" His voice had a deeper, inquisitive inflection, hoping to gather a hint as to whether his indulgence had stirred her.

She grinned coyly, "no Daddy you didn't, I was fast asleep, didn't hear a thing."

"Good, good. I can't get anyone out until after the weekend so I'll have to keep using it for now. How was your shower?" he offered in response. Keen to see if she reacted or realised that he'd seen her discarded toys.

"It was wonderful this morning Daddy, very enjoyable." She replied, adding extra emphasis to the dual meaning.

"My coffee!" she exclaimed, somewhat excitedly and quickly changing the subject,

spinning around to make her way back to the machine.

"I put your cup in the dishwasher last night baby." he responded. Glad for the focus of conversation being taken away from the bathroom.

The dishwasher was built into the kitchen units, directly below where the coffee machine was situated.

"How fortunate!" she giggled to herself in her head.

Her bare feet took a few steps over the kitchen tiles and over towards the dishwasher. She could feel his eyes burning a hole into her as he longingly stared at the shape of her ass in the impractically short dress.

Reaching the dishwasher, she opened the door and saw her cup right at the back of the lowest shelf. Pulling out the drawer, she bent at the waist and tantilisingly reached for it.

Standing there transfixed, he watched as she bent over to reach into the dishwasher. He found it curious why she didn't bend at her knees but didn't question it. As she arched her back downwards, the hem of her dress drew upwards like a theatre curtain revealing a stage, bringing her ass and blue panties into almost full view.

He gasped audibly at the sight of her rounded and firm ass presented in front of him. The lace back of her underwear created two wonderful arches over her cheeks and he traced them down to where they met and disappeared between her legs. Marvelling at her exposed backside, his cock lurched violently to attention and became almost unbearably hard.

"She's wearing them!" he muttered under his breath as he stared, utterly transfixed.

******

Sophia knew precisely what she was doing. While she hadn't planned to put herself on display so blatantly, as soon as the opportunity arose, she jumped at the chance.

Bending down to reach into the dishwasher, she deliberately took her time and knew the hem of her dress would travel over her ass and give him a wonderful sight. Not wanting to overplay her hand, she reached for the cup twice and deliberately missed before taking hold of it on the third 'attempt'.

Bending at the waist once more, she rose back up to a standing position and placed the cup under the coffee machine. She could feel her wetness in her underwear and a powerful pang of desire from needing to touch herself.

Standing with her back to her father, she swayed her hips in what she hoped would be an alluring manner. Almost as if she was tantalisingly dangling his prize right in his face. He was going to win her ass, he just didn't know it yet.

Turning to face him, she saw a redness in his cheeks. He was clearly flustered. Scanning over his body, she saw a very noticeable bulge in his jeans and felt a wave of satisfaction that she had moved a step closer to her goal.

"What are we doing tonight Daddy?" she asked, breaking the tension and looking into his eyes in an attempt to draw her own gaze away from his bulging cock.

Snapping back to attention, he stuttered slightly as his brain tried to focus on something other than his daughters delicious ass.

"Erm... I need to do some laundry then we can watch a movie and have a few drinks if you like?" came his reply.

"Yay! Perfect! I love movie night. What time will you be home?" she enquired, needing to know how many hours of potential masturbation time she had ahead of her.

"I'll be back around 4. Can you get all your washing together for me please." He said very matter-of-factly, trying to disguise his ulterior motive.

He hadn't planned on doing any laundry at all until he sneaked into her room and found her panties missing. He thought if he mentioned it to her, she would put her dirty underwear back in the hamper ready for when he got back. What he hadn't anticipated was that she would be wearing them as they were talking in the kitchen.

"Of course Daddy. It'll all be ready for you then I'll pick us something to watch tonight." She responded with some enthusiasm.

She watched as he reached for his coffee cup and brought it to his lips. In her moment of excitement at giving him a little show, she had almost forgotten that she had lined the rim with her juices.

Bringing the mug to his mouth he took a small sip, not knowing how hot it still was. Her stomach fluttered and her pussy griped for attention as she longingly watched her father sample her taste.

He looked at the mug with a slightly puzzled but far from unhappy look on his face.

"Did you put some sugar in this?" he enquired. "It's got a tiny bit of sweetness to it."

She giggled uncontrollably and a beaming smile came across her face. Her cheeks blushed slightly and she walked slowly towards her father.

"It's my secret." She responded almost seductively, looking him straight in the eyes. Her pussy was aching to be touched as she moved in closer to him.

"Very nice! Thank you baby." Came his response.

Matching his daughters stare, they stood motionless for a few seconds. He could feel the heat coming from her body and it only served to further fuel his erection which had not abated in the slightest.

Placing his hands on her shoulders, he brought her in closer and hugged her tight. She wrapped her arms around his waist and reciprocated the embrace, savouring the moment of closeness. Her pussy pulsed as she felt the strength in his arms around her.

"I love you baby girl, I'll see you tonight." he said, begrudgingly breaking the contact and placing a delicate kiss on her forehead.

She rose up on her tip toes and kissed him slowly on the cheek. Wanting desperately to kiss him fully but not wanting to ruin her plan by moving too far, too fast.

"I love you Daddy, I'll be waiting for you." she replied demurely.

Taking a step back he looked into her eyes and saw a longing he had not seen before. His mind was full of thoughts and deeds he couldn't quite reconcile but he knew in that moment he was in the grips of obsession.

Turning away, he picked up his coffee cup and took a final swig. Noting the unidentified sweetness once more before grabbing his bag and making his way to the front door.

She stood stoically in place as she watched her father sample her moisture again and make his exit.

"Bye Daddy." she said with a hint of sadness. Not wanting him to leave but also keen to return focus to her pussy which was aching for attention.

"Bye baby." he said as he begrudgingly took his eyes away from her, briefly scanning her body one final time and seeing her nipples were still firmly protruding through the thin fabric of her dress.

He turned, made his way across the living room and towards the front door. As he neared his exit, he felt the bulging pressure of his rock hard cock against his jeans and took a look back at his daughter one last time.

She watched as he walked away, keenly aware of her own intense sexual tension and full of hope that he felt the same way. Lifting her hand, she rolled her fingers sequentially in a wave goodbye and felt a rush of excitement when he turned back for one final glance.

Watching the door close behind him, she was alone again. Lowering her hand, she reached under the strap of her dress and cupped her full breast in her palm. Squeezing the soft skin she pinched her nipple with some force and let out an exhilarated moan of pleasure.

"Fuck! That was hot!" she exuded.

She could feel a veritable flood between her legs and didn't plan on wasting any time.

Leaving the kitchen she darted up the stairs excitedly and rushed into her bedroom. Reaching her nightstand in record time, she opened her drawer of treasures and pulled out a metal butt plug with a purple jeweled heart on the end and a six inch lilac coloured, rabbit style vibrator.

******

Sitting in his car on the driveway, he puffed out his cheeks in an attempt to regain his composure.

"She doesn't know." he gratefully said aloud to himself, referencing his indulgence with her panties that morning.

His mind raced with thoughts over what had been a very charged morning. He had enjoyed the most intense orgasm, unknowingly sampled her scent and seen her wearing the very same underwear all within a matter of a few hours. Not to mention being surprisingly treated to a full view of her sumptuous ass.

He fought the thoughts of wrongdoing and reverted back to his initial assessment. 50/50. That would have to be his mantra if he was going to pursue his plan of enjoying her underwear again later that evening. Any thoughts that he shouldn't be doing this were dispelled by the sight of her backside and the delicious scent of her pussy that was fast becoming his obsession.

Little did he know, she was orchestrating this entire act playing out before him and he was the main subject of her own obsession and desires.

******

"Yes Daddy! Yes Daddy!" she screamed at the top of her lungs as she slammed the vibrating lilac cock deep into her pussy.

The pulses and vibrations from the toy rippled through her groin as the two rubber fingers danced between her folds and tantalisingly pleasured her clit.

She had thrown herself onto her bed, spread her legs wide, pulled her sodden panties to one side and effortlessly inserted the full length of the toy into her waiting vagina.

Her hand caressed her supple breasts, one, then the other before she reached inside her dress and removed them both from beneath the fabric. She pinched and twirled her hard nipples between her fingers, further increasing her pleasure.

Having denied herself orgasm once this morning, she was already coming dangerously close to climax as the oscillating toy whirred and buzzed inside her, sending surges of pleasure through her entire lower half. She was not helping herself by forcefully thrusting the toy repeatedly into her pussy with some speed. Aching to come and panting for breath between moans, she gave a few more sharp, deliberate thrusts and felt her explosion teeter right on the edge before removing the toy fully and throwing it down beside her.

"Fuck!" she cried, expressing the very intense pleasures she had felt along with immense frustration at not coming to orgasm.

Breathless and ravaged with frustration, she felt her opening hungrily contract and spasm. She quickly pulled the panties back across her sodden hole and held herself tightly with her palm, squeezing her legs together, trying to contain herself as the sensations from her denied orgasm pulsated through her groin as they slowly ebbed away.

The lilac cock continued to buzz away idly beside her thigh as she held onto her intimacy for a number of minutes.

Once her faculties had returned to her, she blindly reached for the cock and found the button controls at its base. Clicking them a couple of times, the cock calmed its rampant whirring and emitted a low hum. In her haste to pleasure herself, she had turned the vibrator to its highest setting which explained why her orgasm reached her so suddenly.

Sitting up, she grabbed the dress at her hips and effortlessly pulled it over her head. Her bare breasts bounced gleefully as they were caught under the neckline. Discarding the sun dress to the floor she lay back down.

Naked, save for the cobalt blue French panties she was dutifully preparing for her father, she spread her tanned legs once more. Resting her head onto the pillow, she pinched the edge of her underwear and peeled it away from her freshly fucked pussy. They were absolutely soaked with her moisture and the scent of her musky sex flowed up into her nose.

Taking the lilac cock in hand once more, she navigated the tip to her sodden hole and slowly began to insert it inside herself.

"Good god!" she exuded with one long breath.

Using her left hand, she caressed the bare skin of her stomach and travelled upwards to her breast. Kneading the soft flesh delicately she closed her eyes and imagined her fathers cock lovingly entering her as she manipulated the toy in her pussy.

"Fuck me Daddy!" she cried as the intense pleasure gripped her once more.

Moving her hand to her other breast then back down her stomach, she grabbed her hip and bucked upwards into her vibrating companion.

"Mmmmmm!" she moaned once more as she pulled the lilac toy right out to the tip before another slow and sensual insertion.

"Jesus!" came the next pleasured exhale.

Slowly and deliberately, she pushed the cock into her pussy over and over again. The low vibrations kissing her clit with every thrust. Moving her hand from her hip she lifted her backside slightly off the bed on one side and caressed her ass, savouring its smoothness.

Her familiar craving for some anal stimulation was beginning to creep in but she knew instinctively at that moment that any pleasure directed towards her tightest of holes would send her over the edge immediately.

Time seemed to stand still as she meticulously drove the cock upwards, held it for a moment at its full depth then slowly withdrew it. For the next 15 minutes or so, slow thrust after slow thrust followed, each that little bit more intense than the last. She revelled in the sensuality of pleasuring herself in such a sedate and deliberate manner. Her deep groans filled the air with every insertion and her whole body quivered as the cock slid effortlessly in and out of her soaking hole.

Pushing the vibrating cock into her pussy one final time, as deeply and as slowly as she could muster, she pressed on the base and held it inside her, completely still. The rubber fingers gently vibrated against her clit and her body trembled as she reached the very edge of her orgasm.

Picturing her father laid on top of her with his cock buried in her pussy brought a wide smile to her face. She knew unequivocally this was what she wanted more than anything else. The 50% chance now meant nothing and she felt totally at peace with any lingering doubts she may have had.

Holding the cock inside her for a good minute, an exasperated, moaning breath escaped her lips as she savoured the internal sensations of being so close to coming.

Just as slowly as she'd pushed it into herself, she began to fully retract the cock until the tip fell from her dilated pussy, taking a string of her juices with it. She was exhausted and exhilarated all at once as her body tingled and craved release.

Clicking off the vibrations, she discarded the dildo, slick with her wetness, and dropped it between her legs. Bringing her hands up, she ran both of her palms over her thighs, up over her stomach and onto her ample breasts. She felt wonderfully relaxed from the sedate pace of the pleasure she had just administered to herself, while simultaneously aching for more.

Taking hold of her lingerie, she once more covering her aching mound with the fabric, pressed down and allowed it to soak up her excessive wetness. Placing her palm over her hyper sensitive pussy as she always did, she closed her legs and laid there in an almost meditative state, thoroughly savouring the waves of sensation coursing through her entire body.

******

His cock had been rock hard since the moment he left the house that morning. A few hours later, sitting uncomfortably at his desk in his office he shifted and shuffled his weight on his chair, occasionally pressing down on his bulge for a relief that never materialised.

The lurid image of his daughter bent over in the kitchen, displaying her ass to him, in those blue panties no less, were the only thing keeping him occupied. Staring blankly at the screen, all he could think about was the scent of her underwear and how he was willing the time to pass so he could sample it again.

He picked up his phone and began scrolling through some pictures. The usual mundane shots of scenery, his truck, some friends and Melissa took up the recent portion of his album. Moving further down, he came to 3 months ago when he and Sophia had taken a trip to the lake for a relaxing weekend.

Stopping on one particular image, he zoomed in and began to study. Sophia was stood on a jeti next to the water wearing a simple black two-piece bikini, sun glasses and a large white sun hat. Three silver crosses adorned the outfit, one in the centre right where her breasts met and the other two on either hip of the bottoms. The swimwear left little to the imagination and he stared longingly at the small pieces of fabric covering her tits. She was turned slightly to one side and displayed an outline of her ass. His eyes traced the thin strap of the bikini bottom down towards the 'V' of her most intimate area and his cock lurched to attention.

Reaching under his desk, he pressed down on his enraged member and began to rub along its length. Swiping through a few more photos from that same day, he had managed to catch her in a variety of poses wearing the same swimsuit.

"You're masturbating over your daughter at work!" he thought to himself as his cock throbbed for greater attention.

Locking his phone and putting it in his pocket, he gathered himself and tried to carry on with his day. Firstly as to not get caught pleasuring himself at work and secondly, he wanted to pass the time so he could get home and get hold of her underwear again to properly relieve himself.

******

She opened her eyes wearily and scanned around the room. Her lilac vibrator and jewelled plug were still lying on the bed next to her and the white sun dress was crumpled in a heap on the floor.

The gentle breeze came through her bedroom window and tickled her still mostly naked body, bringing her nipples to life and causing her skin to pleasantly goosebump.

Reaching over to her night stand, she picked up her phone and checked the time. It was just after 1pm. Sitting bolt upright, she rubbed her eyes and stretched herself out. She must have fallen asleep after her last intense masturbatory session and woke feeling a little disorientated.

"Not coming is tiring. Jesus!" she said to herself somewhat aloud.

Swinging her legs over the side of the bed she stood and finished her stretch. Walking through to the bathroom, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror hanging on the door. Her bronzed skin shimmered in the afternoon sunlight and she stared for a moment at the panties she was wearing, making a mental note that she had now masturbated into them multiple times.

"Daddy is going to be so happy with these!" she exclaimed, twisting her body to see how her ass looked and felt thoroughly pleased with herself.

Entering the bathroom and dropping her panties to her ankles, she sat and relieved her bladder. Looking over at the shower, she saw her morning cock and plug were still exactly where she had left them in the shower cubicle. Her mischievous mind debated leaving them there as she knew full well her father would need to use her shower again the next day.

Blissfully unaware her father had already set eyes on her freshly used toys, she stood up, flushed, washed her hands and bent over to pick up her panties.

Bringing them to her nose, she inhaled deeply and was almost overwhelmed by the carnal scent of her own sex on the material.

"Mmmm!" she murmured. "Daddy is going to get so hard".

Fully naked, she walked back into her bedroom, panties in hand and made her way back to her bed, taking another brief moment to admire her voluptuous figure in the mirror.

******

"Fuck this! I'm going home." he said adamantly. Turning off his laptop and packing up his bag. It was a little after 2pm and while he had planned to be home for around 4, his desire to get hold of his daughters underwear was ruling his every thought.

He couldn't concentrate on anything except her delicious scent and his raging, erect cock had remained almost perpetually hard since he got there.

Leaving his office, he informed a colleague he was going to work from home and swiftly made his exit out of the building and towards his truck.

In the drivers seat, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and went straight back to the image of Sophia at the lake, bikini and all. His cock bellowing for attention, he brought up his messaging app and started typing a text to his daughter.

'I'm on my way home baby girl, I'll get the laundry done then we can get an early start on our evening. xxx'

Tapping the envelope icon to send, he put the phone back in his pocket, started the engine and pulled away, not waiting for a response.

******

She had positioned her phone upright on the nightstand, propped against her bedside lamp. The camera app was open and she was filming herself.

Standing with her back to the lens, she had slipped back on the blue lace panties which were now thoroughly saturated with her essence. Her raven hair flowed down her bare back and as she occasionally turned, the side of her right breast and pert nipple was momentarily visible in the shot.

Her right leg was up on on the bed and her left planted to the floor. Running her hand over her hip and down to her cheek, she gripped her ass tightly and let it bounce as she released it.

Out of shot, she moved her left hand to the front hem of her panties and slid it inside. Passing through the short strip of vertical hair she reached her folds, parted them with her fingers and began to pleasure her clit.

Her right hand continued to grip and release her cheek, occasionally changing direction to draw her fingers up the crease of her ass as she entertained the camera and gave glimpses of her tightest hole.

She felt wonderfully naughty making an erotic video and her pussy soon became moist and soaked into her panties, leaving a satisfying dark spot in the crotch.

Bringing her leg off the bed, she placed her heels together, removed her hand from her clit and hooked the waistband of her panties with both thumbs. Turning her ass directly towards the camera, she bent at the waist and slowly peeled the panties down her thighs, letting them fall to the floor around her ankles.

Caressing both hands up the backs of her legs, she gripped both cheeks at the crease of her ass and spread them wide open, fully exposing her pretty, puckered asshole.

Letting go of her soft cheek, her ass bounced back into her left hand. Reaching over to the bed, she picked up her silver, jewelled plug and raised her leg back up on the bed. Glancing over her shoulder at the camera with a knowing smile, she began to trace the plug up the soaking folds of her pussy.

Her level of arousal was such that her moisture glistened and flowed freely. With a smooth upwards motion, she inserted the plug into her sodden hole with consummate ease and gave it a few pushes deeper to fully coat the metal in her natural lubricant.

Holding her ass open with one hand, the other moved up from her pussy and placed the shiny tip of the plug right over the dark centre of her tight, pink asshole.

She pushed the plug upwards and felt the resistance of her muscles as its unforgiving girth stretched her. A moan of pleasure escaped her lips as she applied a bit more force to the jewelled end. Her ass widened at the intrusion and she was soon at her favourite part. The thickest part of the steel plug held her hole open for a few moments before sliding slowly inside.

"Ahhhhhh!" She cried, exhaling a moan of sheer joy as her asshole retracted and nestled around the neck of the plug. She pushed it upwards once more to feel it inside her and breathed deeply as the snug sensation of having her ass filled washed over her body.

She let her cheeks close over the purple heart before taking both hands and spreading them wide one final time for the camera to get a good view of her penetrated backside.

Removing her hands completely, the plug all but disappeared between her sumptuous mounds and she bent at the waist again to pull her panties back up her long legs.

Walking somewhat delicately over to the nightstand, she picked up her phone and stopped the recording. Picking up the small, metallic bullet vibrator that was still on the sheet from the night before, she clicked the button on the base and felt it buzz to life in her palm. Bringing the toy between her legs, she pressed the pointed tip into her clit over the top of her underwear. The sensations weren't as intense through the fabric but still brought a wonderful tingle to her groin.

Replaying the video she had just made, she continued circling the toy over her clit while she watched herself plug her sumptuous ass on the screen. On occasion she would film herself masturbating then watch it back. It made her feel incredibly naughty seeing what she was doing to herself and always brought her to an intense climax.

Her juices flowed copiously and soaked the material of her panties as she watched the plug disappear into her ass. The vibrations from the toy were becoming more intense and she could already feel her orgasm building. This would be the fourth time in as many hours that she was close to coming and her frustration and pent up sexual energy was verging on the unbearable.

She pressed the bullet into her clit harder as the video came to an end. Throwing her phone onto the bed, she reached a hand behind to her ass and felt the hard end of the plug through her panties. Pushing it deeper inside, her hips moved to meet the upward pressure as she imagined it was her fathers cock breaching her instead of the toy.

"Ahhhhhh!" she cried as a surge of pleasure resonated from her tight hole.

Slipping her hand and the vibrating bullet down into the front of her underwear she put her leg back up on the bed to gain greater access to her clit. With her right, she repeatedly pushed on the heart of the plug through her panties. The combination of sensations caused her pussy to flood her underwear with moisture as she hurtled towards orgasm.

Clicking the bullet to its highest setting, she frantically circled her clit, causing the vibrations to ripple throughout her groin. The anal stimulation from the metal plug was firm and unforgiving, creating an intense feeling in her ass every time she pushed it upwards.

Panting and moaning almost in unison she felt the familiar rush of her impending climax as she mercilessly pleasured herself.

Feeling her ass clamp around the base of the plug and her pussy suddenly contract, she pulled her hand and the vibrator out of her panties, discarding it onto the bed, put her palm over her mound and held on tightly. Slamming the raised leg to the floor, she crossed her ankles and squeezed her thighs together against her hand in an attempt to 'hold in' her climax and let out an almighty moan of pleasured frustration.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" she cried as her denied orgasm teetered right on the edge of exploding.

She stood there for at least three minutes, legs locked firmly together, while the pulsating feelings in her pussy gradually eased. Swaying slightly to help the feelings subside, she felt giddy and her cheeks flushed a beautiful pinkish hue.

"God that was close!" she expressed aloud before laughing to herself as her composure gradually returned.

Daring to uncross her legs she steadied her balance and removed her hand from between her legs. Looking down at her hand, it was red from the crush of her thighs and the strong scent of her sex floated up and pleasantly danced into her nose. Her pussy felt tender and continued to slowly throb. There was a satisfying glint of moisture on her fingers from where she'd held herself as the moisture had completely soaked through the material. Bringing her hand to her lips she licked the sweet juices from her fingertips and let out a hum of enjoyment.

Reaching for her phone on the bed and clicking off the bullet vibrator, she saw the message notification.

Her stomach fluttered as she read the text from her father. He was coming home early.

Springing into action, she left the bullet vibrator and lilac dildo where they lay on the bed, grabbed her sun dress from the floor and threw it over her head. Moving to the mirror, she adjusted her breasts to fit the fabric and gave her nipples a courteous tweak to bring them to attention.

Walking into the bathroom, she picked up her laundry hamper and transported it outside her bedroom door. The jewelled plug was still nestled deep in her ass, giving her a wonderful sensation whenever she moved. Leaving the door wide open, with her bed and freshly used toys in full view, she put the hamper on the floor and hitched up her dress.

Running her hand down over her pussy, she pressed the material into her crotch to soak up any residual wetness that may have been lingering. Satisfied with her efforts, she hooked her thumbs into the waist of the panties and slid them down her supple legs. Leaving them discarded on the floor right outside her door, she knew her father would have to pass them in order to reach his bedroom.

She debated presenting her panties again as she had that morning, though in their crumpled state on the floor, they looked more accidental and discarded. Bending down, the hem of her dress rose up and she felt the cool air on her now bare backside.

Pinching the panties at each end, she straightened them out and left them neatly displayed on the floor. She wanted at least a hint that they had been left deliberately to push him further towards the ultimate goal.

"Just for you Daddy." she said aloud with a mischievous grin on her face, picking the hamper back up and making her way downstairs.

******

He felt a weird sense of nervousness as he rounded the corner into their street and his mind raced with a litany of questions, some of which he mumbled aloud to himself:

"What if she's still wearing them?"

"How can I get away with this?"

"What if she's been wearing them all day?!"

"God what if she has been wearing them all day!"

His mind spun with filthy thoughts of his daughter wearing those same panties all day and the intoxicating scent they would be imbued with.

The thought of masturbating over his daughters freshly worn panties surged blood through his cock and the uncomfortable erection soon became apparent once again.

He'd mentally devised a plan to go straight to the laundry room, find her underwear, pocket them, turn on the washer and make excuses about needing a shower. That way he could get some brief privacy, relieve himself and carry on as if nothing had happened.

Pulling the truck onto the driveway, he exited, adjusted himself through his jeans and grabbed his bag, holding it in front of his groin so his protrusion wasn't as apparent.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling loudly, he neared the door.

******

Placing the hamper down on the floor of the utility room, she reached under her dress and felt the wetness around her aching pussy. Her hand curled round between her legs and she pushed firmly on the metal plug still nestled deep in her ass and let out a satisfied moan of pleasure.

Hearing the front door from across the house, her heart fluttered and a beaming smile arced across her face. He was home.

******

Entering the house, he felt the cool air from the air conditioning hit his brow which had begun to bead with sweat. His cock felt uncomfortably hard and clamoured for release.

"DADDY!" came an excited squeal from across the open-plan living room and he turned to see his sumptuous daughter practically skip across the kitchen with some haste towards him. He stared intently at her ample bosom as her breasts bounced in unison and noted the perky protrusions of her erect nipples coming through the linen fabric of her dress.

Practically throwing herself at him, she linked her arms around his neck and planted a full kiss square on his lips causing him to drop his bag and wrap his arms around her waist. Misjudging where his arms would hold her, his right hand ended up gripping the top of her ass, just underneath her lower back as she leapt into his embrace.

Her breasts pressed hard against his chest and he felt her attentive nipples through his shirt.

The kiss was loaded with passion and he pursed his lips to match her enthusiasm, lingering a little longer than he perhaps should have before reluctantly breaking contact, mainly to avoid his bulge pressing into her.

"Hi baby girl!" he said, looking deep into her gorgeous hazel eyes and feeling a surge of arousal.

"Mmm, hi Daddy, I've missed you." she responded through somewhat shallow breath. The undertone of sexual tension in her murmur was very evident.

Breaking contact, she took a step backwards and tried to play it coy, though her flushed chest betrayed her and she felt her tight asshole clench around the solid metal of the plug shaft still buried in her backside.

"How come you're home early Daddy?" she enquired.

"Frustrating and hard day sweetie, couldn't concentrate." He replied, noting the unintentional innuendo while feeling the swell of his cock in his pants and casting his mind back to her bikini pictures.

She secretly hoped that her underwear he had enjoyed that morning had been the source of his distraction, unaware that he had been leering over her pictures with lurid intentions.

"Aww, well you're home now. I've brought my laundry down so once that's done we can get to our movie night early and get that frustration out of you." She beamed mischievously as the words came out. Her double entendre very deliberate as she pictured her father working out a large amount of cum from his cock.

"Thank you babygirl. I need it. I'll go sort the laundry out, grab a quick shower and you can make us some drinks then pick the movie." He replied, trying to move the conversation along so he could give his throbbing erection some much needed attention.

"YAY!" she squealed excitedly with a little jump that caused her breasts to bounce right in front of his eyes.

Locking her gaze to his once more, she lifted up onto her toes and placed a kiss on his cheek before twirling around and walking away towards the kitchen.

Her flimsy dress caught the momentum of the spin and flared outwards. As she walked away it just about settled back over her bare ass before he could steal a glance.

He watched her sumptuous backside sway as she went into the kitchen and was reminded that he had seen her discarded plug in the shower that morning. His mind flicked to thought of her wearing one as she walked away from him. If he only knew.

Puffing out his cheeks and hoping his strained erection hadn't been visible, he left her in the kitchen and went through to the back of the house, towards the utility room with some speed.

Reaching the small room, he saw her hamper on the floor and was immediately dejected as the blue panties he desired weren't elegantly placed on top where they had been this morning.

Reaching into the basket, he rifled through the articles of clothing somewhat frantically as his cock pulsed and pressed against his jeans, growing ever harder.

Nothing.

His heart sank as they were nowhere to be found.

"She must still have them on." He muttered to himself, excited by the idea that she was wearing her dirty underwear but equally disappointed that he wouldn't get to sample them again.

Sifting through the hamper, he inspected each item and started to fill the top-loading washing machine. Her clothes smelled wonderfully of her scent, but it wasn't the aroma he was searching for. They still smelled like worn girls clothes would, but not in the same way, yet they were still far from unpleasant. He began to pull anything with a crotch towards his nose in a vain attempt to catch a glimmer of her essence on them.

Yoga pants, leggings, jeans and shorts all yielded very little and he began to grow more and more frustrated.

He pulled out a few pairs of her panties and thought he might have struck gold. She had quite the arousing selection of delicates and he took a moment to sample each one. Black lace French knickers, a red thong which would leave very little to the imagination and a very cute white cotton pair, low cut with a pretty purple bow on the front. He brought each of them up to his face, yet was only able to detect the faintest trace of her pussy.

The act of sniffing her used underwear certainly excited him and he did feel that same rush of forbidden arousal at what he was doing, however, he had been spoiled by those gorgeous blue panties and couldn't shake his obsession with them.

Balling up the cute white pair and putting them in his pocket, he closed the lid of the washer and began the cycle, completely forgetting he had his own laundry to clean.

"These will have to do." He thought aloud to himself, still excited at the prospect of getting himself off with her underwear yet tinged with some degree of disappointment that he couldn't have the ones he truly desired.

Leaving the utility room, he went back through the house to the open plan kitchen and once more directed his gaze at his beautiful daughter.

She was sat on a bar stool next to the island so he could only see her torso as he passed. With one arm resting on the counter and the other scrolling through her phone, he paid particular attention to the wonderful cleavage her breasts were displaying with her arms so close together.

Sophia looked up at him with those stunning eyes and he tried to divert his stare away from her ample chest hurriedly.

"All sorted Daddy?" she said in a slightly husky tone.

"Yes baby. Washing is sorted, I'm going up for a shower then we can get started." He replied, turning his body as to try and disguise both the raging erection he was sporting and the balled up panties in his pocket.

"Ok Daddy, enjoy your shower." She replied with a hint of a smirk.

Not wanting to read too much into her words given that his paranoia was already elevated, he turned fully and headed towards the stairs.

Taking them two at a time, he reached the top in a matter of seconds and felt a rush of excitement that he'd got away with stealing a pair of her dirty underwear for his own pleasure.

He felt slightly wrong at what he was about to do but the urgency in his balls soon overtook any feelings of guilt as he recalled the powerful orgasm he had experienced that morning.

Reaching the landing and sure he was out of sight, he reached his hand into his pocket and pulled out the cute white cotton panties. The soft material felt lovely in his palm and he immediately envisioned his daughters pussy being enveloped by them.

His brain was racing and being lead by the now painful erection which was begging for release in his jeans.

Taking a few steps forwards, he neared the door to Sophia's room, still engrossed in the white cotton underwear when, for the second time that day, he completely stopped in his tracks.

Looking down at the floor outside the door to his daughters bedroom he stood motionless.

His cock lurched and his balls tightened as his eyes locked on to the neatly presented, cobalt blue, lace panties.