Sniff My Panties

by Roxie Lace

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  DON’T PULL OUT

  The walls of this house are way too thin.

  My bedroom is next to the bathroom, and I can basically hear anything that goes on in there. I hear when people shit, I hear when they piss. And I could hear my Daddy begging my mom for a blowjob.

  Some people think it’s strange that I call him ‘Daddy’. He’s been my step dad for years, way more of a dad to me than my birth father. I’ve always loved him, respected him, looked up to him. Even though I’m now 18 years old I call him Daddy, partly because he is such a great father figure to me…

  And partly because I dream that one day I’ll be bent over his desk, looking over my shoulder at him while he stands behind me - parting my ass cheeks, licking my cunt, and fucking me while I shout his name.

  ‘Daddy, Daddy, please god, please fuck me Daddy...’

  Not that he knows. No-one knows but me, and the pages of my journal. I could never tell him, it would be way too embarrassing! I mean it would be embarrassing if anyone knew, to be honest.

  HE’S NOT ATTRACTIVE, most people in this world wouldn’t think he was sexy. He’s in his 40’s, he’s a bit fat, he’s balding. There’s really nothing about him that most people would think would make him anyone to fantasize about…

  But I do. I fantasize about him almost every night. I lie in my bed, stroking my tight little pussy, imagining that he’s there with me. I think about sliding down his body, kissing his chest, licking his flesh down to his belly button. Teasing him, making him squirm - tickling him with my tongue while running my hand up his leg - circling my fingernails around his inner thigh.

  I’ve got it all planned out. Not going for his cock immediately, but playing with him - toying with him - making him beg for me to touch him. Running my tongue back up his torso, biting his nipples gently, cradling his head in my hands while rolling my breasts close to his mouth. Holding my pose letting his tongue fish for my nipples. Letting him taste me before quickly pulling away, making him wait for me, making him work for his ultimate prize.

  My breaths shallow as I run my hand up and down his leg, sometimes brushing against the hard outline of his cock - pulsating in his pants, begging for me to touch it. My teeth nibbling at his earlobes, my mouth blowing electrically charged wisps of my hot breath down his neck. The sexual tension so thick, the desire so strong - my need to see, to taste, to feel his cock – my desire to be together with him...

  I’VE ALWAYS BEEN OBSESSED with him. Ever since he moved into our house, marrying my mom and taking his place as the head of the household. Ever since he declared that my birth daddy was a piece of shit who didn’t need to ever be mentioned. Ever since he picked me up from a party, and let me suck his cock on the ride home, and fuck me in his bed.

  I wasn’t going to do it, but there was something about wanting to please him that made me so wet, so hungry for him. And after seeing what I had seen at the party, I needed to do it.

  The party was held by Susan Roberts and her brother, Pete while their parents were away on vacation. They had a keg and a bunch of bottles of wine, and half of the school seemed to be there. As soon as I got there, walking from my friends house, I knew that it was going to be an epic night. I liked Susan, she was pretty chill and a nice person to hang out with. It was her brother, though, that I really wanted to see. I’ve had a mad crush on Pete for ever, and everyone knows about it. My best friend Sarah had told me that she would tell Pete at the party that I wanted to fuck him - even though I was a virgin I had kind of figured that if he asked, I’d probably let him do it.

  I had told my mom and stepdad that I was going to Sarah’s house to study for the night - I knew that they wouldn’t want me going to a party where alcohol was being served. I’m 18 now, and as far as I’m concerned that makes me old enough to make my own decisions - but they wouldn’t approve and they wouldn’t let me go if they knew where I was going, and what I was going to wear.

  I dressed like a slut. I had on thigh high stockings, a short tartan skirt, a white shirt that I tied around my waist, and a hot pink bra that could totally be seen through the fabric of my shirt.

  Of course, that’s not what I was wearing when I left the house. I pulled sweat pants and a baggy sweater over my sexy clothes, and got into the car with Daddy who had said that he would drive me to Sarah’s. I threw a backpack over my shoulder, pretending that there were school books in there instead of the makeup and perfume that I was hiding from my parents, and got into the car.

  I was so nearly caught out before I could even have any fun. He drove a different way to Sarah’s house, a detour because of roadworks took us right past the party house. I tried so hard not to even look out of the window at the crowd of people hanging out on the lawn, listening to music and drinking beers.

  “Some kind of party going on there” Daddy said, the car slowing down as we passed. “Do you know those people?”

  “Um, I don’t think so” I said, trying to sink in my seat. The last thing that I wanted to happen was for me to be seen by one of the people going to the party. Not in these clothes, not in this car with my Daddy.

  A couple of minutes later, he dropped me off at Sarah’s. Something strange happened when he pulled into their driveway, he leaned over to me and kissed me on the cheek. He had never done that before but to be honest, I kind of liked it. It was tender, protective. It also made me feel just a little bit horny.

  As soon as he had pulled off, Sarah came out to meet me. She had told her parents that we were going to be going for a coffee, and she wore pretty much the same as I did - sweat pants and a baggy sweater. All a part of the plan.

  We walked to the end of the road, then dove into the local Starbucks. We know the guy who works the night shift there on a Friday, and knew that he wouldn’t mind if we used the bathroom there for a few minutes without buying anything. We went in together, and spent a quick 20 minutes pulling our outer layer of clothes off and putting on our makeup in the mirror, making ourselves look as slutty and as sexy as possible.

  I FELT SO EXCITED! This was the first time that we were going to go to a proper party, with boys and music and beer. No parents to keep us under control, no reason to be good. We stashed our backpacks behind the trash bins in the back of the store and went on our way.

  It was so amazing to be there. Everyone was having fun, we had only been there for a couple of minutes before someone had put a red Solo cup in my hand with beer in it. I drank quickly and danced with a couple of cute guys, before long feeling quite drunk. I had only been there for about an hour before feeling that I needed to pee, so went looking around the upstairs of the house for a bathroom.

  I had NO idea where to go. A couple of the doors upstairs were closed, so I assumed that one of them was the bathroom. I stumbled along the hallway until I heard moans and grunts coming from one of the rooms.

  I know that I shouldn’t have looked, but I just couldn’t help myself. All night, ever since my Daddy had kissed me, I had felt so horny, so alive. I walked slowly and quietly to the room where the sounds were coming from, and peered in.

  I couldn’t believe my eyes! Inside the room, sitting on a bed was Sarah - my best friend. She was sitting in just her bra and panties, and had her hands around the ass o
f a man whose face I couldn’t see. His ass was entirely bare, and his cock in the mouth of my friend.

  I gasped, turning away from this scene.

  ‘She’s sucking someone off!’ I gasped, quietly. ‘She’s giving someone a blowjob!’

  I knew that I should respect their privacy, but I just couldn’t not look. I held my breath and turned my head around the door once more, covering my mouth with my hand to be sure that I wouldn’t make any sounds and give away my position.

  Sarah held the thick cock of her mystery partner in her hand, stroking him - licking his balls - taking one entirely in her mouth as she pulled on his dick. His hands on the back of her head guided her, stroking her hair past her ear as he pulled her wet mouth onto his pole. He groaned, holding his head back as she gorged on him, taking his cock deep into her throat - gagging on him, coating his thick, veiny cock with her saliva. His hands all over her tits, pulling them out of her bra, twisting her nipples as she sucked on his cock.

  I felt so naughty to be watching, but also so wet. My pussy gaping, welling with my juice as I held myself against the door jamb, watching this personal interaction between my best friend and her well endowed man. As she sucked on his thickness I allowed my fingers to drift to my chest, pulling at my tits through my clothing as his strong hands grabbed her flesh. His cock so hard, so delicious looking - so perfectly straight. I wanted to be her, I wanted to be sitting on that bed with hands on my body, with a cock in my mouth.

  She held his dick upright, licking the full length of his shaft as his hands flew across her chest, twisting her nipples, making her moan as she fed his cock deep down her throat. I still didn’t even know who he was as my fingers descended to my skirt, pulling away at the layers to get to my wetness.

  My skin felt alive, my clit so needy as my fingers finally reached my pussy. My tight, shaven cunt that was so wet, so warm - so ready to be touched. I stifled a moan as I touched myself, rubbing my clit as I continued to watch my friend.

  His back arched as she sucked on him, her rhythm increasing as she gorged on his thickness, her hands tugging on his balls and grabbing onto his ass as he face fucked her. Her muffled moans telling me that she was about as wet as I was, her perky little tits covered in red marks from his fingers as they grasped at her flesh. My digits held open my pussy as I rubbed my clit, before feeding one slender finger deep inside me, curling to hit my G-Spot as I felt my knees weaken, as Sarah pulled his cock from her mouth and stroked it harder, faster, stronger. As I raced towards my most risky orgasm the man arched his back, showing me the side of his face and revealing his identity as he let out a throaty roar, before shooting his massive load onto Sarah’s tits.

  IT WAS PETE! MY BEST FRIEND HAD SUCKED OFF THE GUY THAT SHE KNEW THAT I WANTED! WHAT THE FUCK?!

  I was livid. Not as upset as I thought I might have been, not emotional - I didn’t want to cry, but I was so pissed. How dare she? She knew how I felt about Pete, she knew that I wanted his cock, and there she was - sucking him off and taking his load on her tits! That bitch!

  I pulled my hands away from my pussy and ran downstairs. I certainly didn’t want to stay at the party, not now. I called my Daddy on my cell phone and asked him to pick me up.

  “From Sarah’s?” he asked, “I hear music in the background. Where are you?”

  “The party house” I told him, truthfully. The mood that I was in, I didn’t give a fuck anymore. “I’m at that party house. Can you come?”

  He was there within 10 minutes. I got into his car, and asked him to drive away.

  A FEW STREETS AWAY, about halfway to our house - he pulled the car over. He turned to me with a stern expression on his face.

  “You know you shouldn’t have been there, right?” he said. “You know I should probably tell your mom.”

  “I know” I said softly. I looked up at him, seeing that he was looking at my chest. Was he checking me out?

  “I don’t have to tell her though” he whispered. “It can be our little secret if you want.”

  I looked up at him, noticing that his mouth was slightly open. His tongue resting on his lower lip, his fingers close to his mouth.

  “Okay Daddy” I said, shuffling in my seat. I had often wondered if he liked to look at me, I’d noticed before that he sometimes seemed to be looking down my shirt. Usually he was more sneaky, he tried to hide it. Now though he wasn’t being so careful at all. He was being quite obvious.

  And I was still feeling as horny as hell. Even though Sarah had crossed me by being with the guy that I wanted to be with, I still felt so turned on. I still wanted to suck cock - I still needed to feel like a woman.

  I remembered that my hand had been down my skirt, and that my fingers had been inside my wet pussy just a few moments before. Looking at my Daddy straight in the eye I held my fingers to his face, just underneath his nose.

  “We could have a lot of secrets” I said.

  Daddy took my hand by the wrist, closing his eyes as he took in a deep sniff of my fingers. My scent still on them, my musky pussy scent filling his nostrils. A smile broke out on his face as he sniffed, he seemed to relax into his leather seat as my fingers danced across his face.

  “I like the sound of that” he said, in a voice so sexy, a voice I’d never heard from him before. “What other secrets do you think we could have?”

  “Well” I said, pulling my shirt away from my shoulders, revealing my pink bra to him. “I could suck your cock, if you’d like.”

  “And you won’t tell your mom?” he asked. “She’s gone to her sister’s for the night, you know… your uncle has been having an affair.”

  “Tut-tut-tut” I said, taking his hand in mine. I brought his middle finger to my lips and ran my tongue along its length, before feeding it into my wet mouth. Circling my tongue around the tip of his finger, then sucking strongly on him. “Some guys are such bastards, huh?”

  I ran my hand down his front, feeling his stomach tense as my nails dragged across his flesh. Even through the cotton of his t-shirt my fingernails seemed to play him like a guitar, making his stomach flutter. His groin seemed to be straining, a huge bulge growing in his pants. I needed him - I needed his cock in my mouth.

  At once I felt his hand on the back of my head, pushing me towards his hardness. One hand pulling me towards him, the other unzipping himself carefully - before uncurling his thick cock in front of my face.

  I was so shocked at its size - easily the biggest I’d ever seen! I’d never sucked a cock before but I had seen plenty in porn, and of course I’d seen Pete’s earlier that evening. I had thought that Pete was big but this? This was something else! This cock was a monster, as thick as a soda can, as long as a small child’s arm. This thing was almost too big!

  But I’d promised, right?

  I took his massive head in my hand, pausing to admire it before running my tongue around it bulbous helmet. Sucking on the tip, even that seeming to fill my mouth completely. My pussy so wet as he writhed in his seat, his hands on the back of my head now running down my back, reaching my ass - tugging on my panties and bringing their fabric deep into my soaking cunt. I felt so horny, so turned on as I held this heavy cock in my hand, spitting on it, running my tongue all over its length and preparing it for my throat.

  His fingers reached my ass as I opened my mouth wide, taking in his cock - his thickness stretching my lips wide as I forced it to go as deep as possible. I sucked strongly on him, as strongly as I had sucked his fingers - making him whimper, moan, making his fingers reach further across my body towards my tight little cunt. I gorged on him, tasting his every inch as I fed him deeper inside my mouth - this first cock that I’d ever had in my mouth - the cock of my Daddy.

  I stroked him with my hand, reaching my tongue down his thick, pulsating shaft to his balls. Digging my muscle deep into the cracks of his testicles - tasting his musky scent - lapping up my own saliva that dripped down his cock and nestled into his pubes. His fingers stroking the walls of my cunt - dipp
ing into my hole - making me gasp as he finger fucked me.

  I shifted once more, struggling to gain the right angle to suck on his monster cock as he threw his fingers deeper inside of me. Grabbing at my ass, pressing his thick palm against my flesh as he groaned, moaning as my mouth struggled to deal with his thick cock. His helmet pressing against the back of my throat, I gagged on him, feeling his thickness pulsate in my mouth, playing tunes with my teeth as I strongly sucked, lapping my tongue on him, tasting him.

  “I want you inside of me” I gasped. “I want you to fuck me Daddy!”

  “Home” he barked. “Let’s get home - quickly. I want to fuck you in my bed. Our bed. Your mom’s bed.”

  I was so turned on by that thought. Fucking my Daddy in the bed he shared with mom? Hell fucking yeah. He drove at the speed of light, his cock still out as I sat back in my seat - twisting my nipples, playing with my little cunt.

  WE RACED INSIDE and up the stairs quickly, only pausing to make sure that our nakedness wasn’t on show for the neighbors. Pushing our way into the master bedroom we stood facing each other.

  He strode towards me, his fingers reaching for my bra clasp and fumbled for a minute before unleashing my boobs. He turned me manfully and held me against him, bringing his hands to my tits while holding me from behind so that I could feel his cock pushing into the small of my back. Even through his jeans I could tell that he was ready for me, his thick head pulsating as he grinded into me - as his hands grabbed at my tits. My nipples once again hardening with his touch, I allowed his fingers to pinch me, to play with me. His mouth now on my neck kissed my skin, his tongue running along my collar - swirling roughly around my earlobe.