Incest/Taboo Evolution

Ben strokes his impressively long shaft in front of his mother's face, the tip of his cock a fraction of an inch away from her lips.

"Here it comes mom," he announces barely able to breathe, and stops stroking, holding his cock steady and tight. He rests the very tip of his penis down on her bottom lip just as the first rope of cum erupts from his pulsating rod. The white cum disappears into his mother's mouth, and must have hit the back of her throat. But Laura is an experienced cocksucker, she doesn't even flinch.

After the first shot, the ropes start coming out a lot quicker, all into his mom's waiting mouth. Laura's mouth must be filling up fast. She lowers her top lip down to his cock, and forms a seal fully around his tip, just the pisshole and the tip of his cockhead between her lips.

Ben is roaring in pleasure, and is trying his best not to let his body jerk too much. Emma has stopped sucking me again and is staring at the spectacle unfolding to my right. My cock is poking her cheek outwards, and her drool is falling down onto my balls. I'm leaning back on the sofa, so I have a perfect view of everything.

When he's finished spurting into his mother's mouth, Ben slowly steps backwards away from her. Laura closes her lips fully now, and it's clear she has a massive load sitting in her mouth. She closes her eyes and starts swirling the cum around, her lips changing shape and her jaws moving up and down, like she is sloshing it all around with her tongue.

Then she swallows the full contents of her mouth in one go, and finally opens her eyes. She opens her mouth and pushes her tongue into both corners of her lips, making sure nothing escaped.

"Well done Ben, not a single drop spilled," she says, then stands up. She looks gorgeous as usual, her white blonde hair looking amazing against her tanned shoulders and back.

As for Ben, he's still rock hard staring at his mother's perfect tits in her revealing top.

I lift my right hand up and cup my wife's ass in her short shorts, feeling her inner thigh while doing so. She just stands there letting me feel her up.

Emma buries her face down as far as possible, her chin pressing against my balls. I hold her head down hard with my other hand, and then unload down her throat into her stomach. She doesn't even remotely gag, what a fucking pro.

"I need to lie down," Ben says quietly, then climbs the stairs towards his room.

Claire and Carla arrive home from the mall that evening, both weighed down by shopping bags. Emma has gotten dressed and fixed herself up after the fucking Ben and I gave her. She and Laura are drinking tea and talking as if nothing happened.

Ben reappears when he hears Carla, but he's looking rather sheepish around Emma. Interestingly, I notice Emma check him out more than a few times throughout the evening. I make a mental note to bring Ben along the next time I pay Emma a visit.

Claire seems to get on well with Carla. They're spending a lot of time chatting and laughing together since they came home from their shopping spree. They're close in age so probably have a lot in common. Carla is probably the most attractive woman I've seen in real life. I've thought that ever since I met her in the gym, but looking at Claire sitting beside her now, it's like I've been wearing blinkers when it comes to my daughter. I haven't appreciated Claire's beauty as a man, only as her father. She has always been my little girl, but seeing her sitting beside Carla, suddenly I can see what other men see. Jesus, she must get a lot of attention.

I'm lying in bed that night going over in my mind everything that happened today. I was shocked at what Laura did with Ben. I should be mad, but it was just too hot. Laura is fast asleep beside me now, but I think I'll leave her alone. Before I know it, I've drifted off to sleep........

I open my eyes but the room is completely dark. It takes me few seconds to remember where I am, and only then do I feel something hot and wet engulfing my hard cock. Laura is sleeping beside me, so it's not her. I'm still half asleep, and my mind is taking it's time booting up. But then I remember my conversation with Carla from earlier today. I had completely forgotten. She's staying over with Ben, and I told her to come into my room tonight.

I lift my right leg and press it against her body, she's completely naked from what I can tell. I catch her by her hair and very gently pull her off my cock. She crawls up on top of me, dragging her soaking wet pussy along my left leg on the way. She plants her lips on mine and shoves her tongue into my mouth, then works my iron hard cock into her now familiar tight cunt. I can feel her big tits pressed against my chest. She gets me all in eventually, and I'm back in paradise.

We fuck slowly like this for a while, Carla on top of me, our tongues circling each other's. Then suddenly I feel another tongue join our little swirling party, coming from Laura's side of the bed. The room is still completely dark so I wasn't expecting this.

Carla lifts her head away from mine, and I hear kissing continue just above my face. A flood of pussy juice flows down around my balls. Then I feel hair against my chest and I raise my hand to feel what's going on. I grab onto one of Carla's tits, but when I move it over to the other one, I'm blocked by lips wrapped around her nipple.

I reach my left hand over to Laura's side of the bed, and I slide it down her back to her ass. She's completely naked too. Suddenly I feel her move around in the bed, and then her bald wet pussy is mashed down on my nose. She slides it down a bit so her slit is on my mouth, my nose an inch from her ass hole. Then she starts grinding on my face, while Carla really starts rolling her hips on me now, starting to fuck properly.

We do it like this for the next few minutes, then I tap Carla's thigh a few times letting her know I'm about to blow. She just keeps rolling her hips and grinding on my cock that's ball deep in her, even speeding up. I hold it back as long as I can, but then I grab her firm round ass with both hands, squeezing tight, and I shoot my load deep into her fuck hole.

I keep licking Laura's pussy as she grinds away, but after a few minutes she climbs off my face. Carla lifts her body up off me too, my cock now semi-hard, and lies back on the bed, her legs resting on top of mine with both of us on our backs. Her feet are up at my armpits.

Laura lifts her right leg back over me, only this time her pussy is on my chest. Her tits are pressing down on my cock, and I can hear a lot of slurping and slopping noises. She's sucking my cum out of Carla and drinking it down, like a real cum slut.

I start to get hard again listening to this, and Laura feels it too. She slides her pussy down over my belly and impales herself on my rod. She rides me reverse cowgirl for the next few minutes, then I feel Carla lick my balls as Laura continues to fuck me. She licks up my shaft a bit, and then licks around Laura's pussy that's stretched around my fat cock. When she moves to Laura's clit, I feel her start to shudder and she comes hard, Carla's face buried into where my wife and I are joined.

Laura lifts herself off me to recover, and Carla wraps her lips around my cock. The change in sensation tips me over the edge and I cum into Carla's mouth, with Laura sitting on my stomach, her legs straddling my upper body.

When I'm finished cumming, Laura climbs off my stomach, and slides over to her side of the bed with Carla. I can't see what's happening, but I can hear them making out.

I must have fallen asleep soon after that, but I wake up at some stage during the night with both Laura and Carla asleep beside me. Carla is in the middle with her back to me. I give her firm round ass a gentle squeeze and I decide I'll do her first thing in the morning before she goes back to Ben's room.

An unexpected threesome with a stunning 19 year old wet dream, and my 39 year old knockout wife, both of whom are sleeping naked beside me right now. I'm not sure life can get any better. Well, maybe I'll turn the lights on next time!

What a day.

I go for a run alone on Sunday morning. Ben is spending the day with Carla, they're going over to her place to have dinner with her parents later. Claire is at her friend Sara's house, and Laura is out grocery shopping.

I need some time alone to clear my head, so much has happened over the last couple of weeks. The world has turned into a crazy place in the last three years, but I realize now that I was sheltering myself from the real possibilities that exist. I mean, sure I had many encounters with random women I didn't know, and I was mostly content with that.

The only real risks I took were with Jean and Helen at work, both of whom I've worked with for over 11 years. Having known these mature, sexy and somewhat intimidating women for so long, we had grown close in that time, and my fantasies of them had developed through the years. So it seemed like such a big deal to initiate something with them, especially Jean, who I had definitely developed feelings for long before the world changed.

But after everything that's happened recently, my sister-in-law Emma, my son Ben's girlfriend Carla, Laura and Ben, and whatever the hell is happening with my daughter Claire, screwing Jean and Helen seems pretty tame by comparison.

I've had fantasies about Laura's little sister Emma for so long, it's mind blowing to have something that was once forbidden to be out in the open now, even with my wife looking on. Emma seems to want me to dominate her, treat her almost like a sex toy. I never expected her to be like this, and it's not a natural trait for me. But I'm sure as hell having fun trying it out.

My wife Laura has always been way out of my league. She turns heads everywhere she goes, men of all ages drool when they see her. She is dynamite in bed, and now that I've learned from Emma that her sexual appetite is a lot more varied than I imagined, I'm seeing a whole new side to my wife. When she took her own son's cum into her mouth from Jean, I realized I'm going to enjoy seeing how kinky she really is. When she took a second load from Ben, this one direct from the source, and just after he pulled out of her sister's dripping pussy. I think she will continue to shock me. And that's a very good thing. Last night's threesome with Carla was out of this world.

Ben is the best son anyone could ask for, we have always had a great relationship. When he brought his girlfriend Carla home to meet his mom and me, I knew I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off her, especially having fucked her in the gym a few days previously. Carla is one of the most stunningly beautiful women I have ever seen in my life. She has it all, and she just seems to "fit" me perfectly. I can't quite put my finger on it, but sex with her is astonishingly good. The strange thing is I think Ben understands the world better than I do, he just accepts that he will be sharing Carla with me. Selfishly, I want Carla around as much as possible. But sincerely, I really hope they stay together. Both of them seem really happy when they are with each other.

I'm not sure what's happening with Ben and Laura. I know if she was my mom, and I just ejaculated into her mouth, I would be going out of my mind with pure lust. And I've seen how he looks at his sister when we are out running together. But he's a teenage boy, they are peculiar creatures, I was one so I know! It could just be his hormones getting the better of him and maybe he can't help himself when he looks at Claire.

Truthfully, I don't really blame him for stealing glances at his sister. She has grown into a beautiful, and dare I say it, a very sexy young woman. The way she has started dressing would catch anyone's attention. I know it's got mine. Honestly, I don't know what's going on with Claire at the moment. The whole thing with her panties is one of the hottest things I have ever done. It's mainly because she's my daughter of course. I love playing this little game, but it does scare me how far it will go if I let it. Claire seems to be relishing in the thrill, and her cock teasing is driving me wild. I'm almost afraid to think about it.

I'm snapped out of my daydreaming when my smartwatch beeps with a text message notification. It's from my wife.

"Can you come home soon daddy? I've done something really really naughty and you need to punish your little girl."

What is Laura playing at? I'm only a mile from home so I don't bother replying. When I get back to the house, I go inside through the back door as usual. There is nobody in the kitchen, or living area. The house seems empty, but Laura's car was parked outside. I go upstairs and into our bedroom, but nobody there either. The bathroom, empty too.

Then I notice the door to Claire's room open, just an inch. I walk down the hallway and press my hand against it, pushing it open enough so I can see inside. Laura is sitting at Claire's desk, with the chair swiveled around to face the door. She has one elbow on the desk, her hand holding a pen to her lips. She's wearing Claire's short denim skirt, a little white tank top, and her converse sneakers. Exactly what she wore that day Jean and Pete were here for lunch.

I just notice that she's even wearing Claire's white hairband. Laura has her legs crossed, the short skirt only covering some of her ass on the seat. Laura's legs are slightly more toned than Claire's, the definition of her thighs causing the already tight skirt to stretch. She uncrosses her legs, exaggerating the movement, but this is on purpose of course. She's showing me what's underneath the skirt - the same pink panties she caught me wearing in bed that started all this.

Although Laura looks very young for her age, Claire's clothes are not typical attire for a 39 year old mother of two. The skirt is so short, and together with the skimpy top which is short enough to show her belly button, it's definitely an outfit more suitable for a younger woman. Don't get me wrong, Laura can pull it off with ease, she looks sexy as fuck. When I saw Claire wearing this outfit that afternoon Jean and Pete were here, I'm ashamed to say I nearly came in my pants. The converse sneakers finishes off the look.

"Hi Daddy, are you here to spank me for being a bad girl? I'm sorry for being naughty and teasing you with my panties," Laura says in her pretend high-pitched voice.

I was sweating from my run, but this is making me worse.

"Yes, you have been a bad girl. Get over here now," I say getting into the game straight away, as I sit down on Claire's bed.

Laura stands up and sashays her way over to me, keeping her eyes locked on mine.

"Bend down over my knee and take your punishment."

Laura comes to stand to my right, and lowers herself until her belly and hips are lying across my crotch and thighs, with my rock hard cock sticking into her stomach through my shorts. Her ass is pointing up in the air waiting for whatever I give her. I slowly lift the tight denim skirt up over her ass, bringing the pink panties into full view. I give her ass a little pat first, gently caressing it all over. Then without any warning, I bring my right hand back far, and slap her hard on her right ass cheek, probably a lot harder than she was expecting judging by the yelp.

I give her three hard spanks on that cheek, and I can see it turning a pinky red color already. Laura squealed loudly after each one.

"Oh Daddy, I'll be good from now on, I promise. Please don't hit me anymore."

When I lean over to get a good look at Laura's ass, I see she is dampening Claire's panties. This is really turning her on. I give her three more slaps on the left cheek this time, the last one the hardest of the lot, it even stung my own hand.

"I don't think you've learned your lesson Claire," I say as I help Laura back to her feet. "Climb up on the bed on your hands and knees, I think I know what will teach you to behave."

Laura does what she's told, her red ass looks like it's glowing under the pink color of the panties. I don't waste any time pulling down my shorts and climbing up behind my wife. I still can't believe she is pretending to be our daughter.

I hook my finger in around the seam of the panties, right where her frothing fuck hole is waiting for me, and pull it over to the side just enough so I can fit my cock into her from behind. I push it in slowly to my balls in a single shove. Even though Laura has endured over 20 years of taking poundings from my massive cock, she says she will never not be surprised by the thickness.

"Go easy on me daddy, your cock is too big for my tight little pussy," Laura says quietly. Jesus, this is too much for me.

I speed up, and hold onto my wife's hips, feeling my daughter's bunched up skirt with my fingers. Laura then bends one of her knees and lifts a foot to the back of my leg, that's when I see she is still wearing the converse. I really start ramming her now, my teenage daughter's bed bashing against the wall.

Laura looks back over her shoulder and says, "I can't take any more daddy, your cock is too big." Then she shudders and her cream gushes onto my pole that's already slipping in and out of her cunt.

I'm imagining this really is Claire, she looks so much like Laura it isn't that hard. I can feel her panties slip a little off her ass and rub against the side of my cock. That's when I feel the familiar stirring deep inside my balls and I erupt. I shoot the first three spurts up into Laura, then I pull out and squirt the rest into the ass of Claire's panties.

When we catch our breath, Laura takes off Claire's cum soaked underwear and leaves them on her pillow. I think Laura is into this as much as me! Then both of us leave her room together. I go straight for a shower in our en suite, and Laura goes downstairs. She's still wearing Claire's sexy clothes, but didn't bother putting on fresh panties. She is naked under the ultra short skirt.

I finish my shower and dress in loose sweatpants and a t-shirt, then go downstairs to see Laura. I'm actually excited to see her in our daughter's clothes again!

She's standing at the end of the island countertop reading a magazine. Leaning on one leg, the other knee bent slightly, causing her hip to stick out a little. She has one hand on her waist, and is flicking through the pages with her free hand. If she tried to look like a moody teenager, she couldn't have chosen a better pose than this.

I walk up behind "Claire" and reach both hands around in front of her chest, caressing her tits and then gently squeezing them through her tank top. I slide them down onto her flat exposed belly, then to her waist and hips, and finally down further past her skirt feeling her amazing legs. As I'm squatting down behind her, I notice some of my cum has dribbled out of her pussy now that she's not wearing any panties, and it's running down her inner thigh.

We play at this for a couple of minutes, Laura allowing me to grope her all over her body, both of us pretending she's Claire. Then suddenly the back door opens and Claire walks in.

"Claire, I wasn't expecting you home so soon," Laura says, clearly a little startled. "Is everything OK?"

I jump away from Laura as quick as I can, but Claire definitely saw me grinding up behind her mother while holding her tits from behind.

"Eh, Sara went to visit her grandparents with the rest of her family," Claire says, after hesitating for a few seconds.

She sees what her mother is wearing, but she doesn't make any comment. She knows exactly what was going on. Her mother dressed like a teenager in her daughter's clothes, her old man copping a feel. More than a little embarrassing.

"I'm just going to go study in my room," Claire says as she starts walking up the stairs.

Shit, we didn't clean up Claire's bed.

What the hell did I just walk in on, Claire thinks to herself as she walks up the stairs to her room. Mom is wearing my clothes, and Dad is all over her like a rash. And I saw cum on her leg. They are into some kinky shit.

My room door is open, that's strange, I always keep it closed. Maybe Mom changed my bed sheets or collected my laundry.

When I open the door I see that Mom definitely wasn't in tidying my room. They've been in here fucking! The sheets are a mess, stains everywhere, and the room reeks of sex. Even the mattress is crooked on the bed. They must have just finished off before I got home.

If only Sara's dad hadn't wanted me to blow him before leaving, I might have got home in time to see my parents at it in my bed.

As I look over the bed to see the extent of the mess, I see a little surprise on my pillow. I pick it up and it feels cool and damp in my hand. The ass of my pink panties is full with cum. God that's making me wet. I have to get these on quick so I can feel his seed on me again.

I pull off my black yoga pants and thong, and pull on the dirty pink panties that are filled with Dad's cum again. Cum that shot out of that massive, fat cock of his. When I pull them tight up into the crack of my ass, I shiver from the feeling of his cum smearing all over my ass hole and down around my pussy. I could never tire of this feeling. Nothing has ever turned me on as much as this before.

Instead of putting my yoga pants back on, I decide to wear a new skirt I bought in the mall with Carla. I want Dad to see I'm wearing the panties he filled for me.

Before I leave the room, I look around again. There's a big drop of cum on the sheets. The bed frame has even moved. They must have really wild to leave the place in such a mess.

What the hell is that with Mom wearing my clothes? Is it some sort of role play where she pretends to be me? Nah, can't be. It's probably just her dressing like a teenager to live out some sort of fantasy for Dad screwing someone my age. But that doesn't explain leaving the panties on my pillow. Mom must know about the little game me and Dad are playing. Shit! But if they left the panties, then maybe she doesn't mind? Maybe she even likes it? Maybe Dad left them and she doesn't know? I'm really overthinking this. All I know for sure is Dad left me what he knows I want. He want's to keep doing this. And that makes me horny as fuck.

They are both on the sofa when I go back downstairs. Mom has changed back to her own clothes now I notice. I'm nervous about what I'm about to do, as Mom will see too. But I feel such an urge to show Dad that I'm wearing his cum on me. If I'm really honest, it turns me on even more that Mom is there.

I grab a bowl of cereal and bring it over to the living area. I casually walk across in front of the TV, where both of them are looking, and leave the bowl down on a low coffee table. I deliberately bend at the waist knowing that my panties will be clearly visible under my short skirt. Neither of them say a word, but I can feel their eyes on me the whole time. It gives me such a rush.

I sit down on the recliner and eat my cereal, eventually settling down and chatting with Mom and Dad about school. A normal conversation. But an idea comes to me while we talk that is a bit naughty, however after learning what they did this afternoon, I think they will like it.

After my snack I go back up to my room to study. Before I get started, I grab the thong I wore all morning and write a little note. Then I sneak down to Mom and Dad's room and leave the used thong and the note between their pillows. The note has just one word, "Enjoy."

Later on Sunday night, Laura and I go up to bed together. We see Claire's latest gift on our bed, and I can't help but get excited.

"Put them on Laura, and don't wear anything else to bed," I say excitedly.

"No, I want you to wear them," Laura says.

"What? Are you serious? It's a thong!"

"I know. I want to see your big cock with it on," Laura breathes, as both of us start to strip.

I do what she asks, and I'm glad I did. The thong is so small I can barely get my feet in through the leg holes. But I manage to slide them up my legs stretching the tiny piece of fabric to its limit over my thighs. The thin strip of material nestles between my butt cheeks, and it feels strange when it rides up against my ass hole. It's too small to even remotely cover my cock, so I need to leave it sticking out over the top. The material at the front of the thong covers half of my ball sack. It's grotesque, but what a buzz it's giving both of us.

Laura sits on the bed in front of me and grabs my ass cheeks with both hands, pulling me towards her face. She takes my cock into her mouth and gives me a blowjob I'll never forget, bringing me to a climax in her mouth in seconds.

I keep the thong on, and it surprises me how much it spices up our night. It's making Laura wild.

Claire has continued to leave her panties on my pillow regularly over the next few weeks. Not every night, but quite often. She doesn't seem to mind if her mother finds them now, after she caught us playing dress up!

I shoot a load into them the next morning, and drop them back to her room when she's taking her shower. She doesn't bother showing me she's wearing them anymore, but I know she is.

This is our new routine at home now. Laura likes to watch me jerk off into the panties sometimes, then other times she likes me to wear them at night, or she wears them occasionally too.

Knowing that my daughter is walking around school all day wearing the panties I jerked off into that morning, with my cum slopping around her pussy and up her ass crack, is all I can think about. It's a weird little kink Claire has, but I find it so fucking hot for some reason.

I think about it while fucking Jean when I get to the office most mornings, sometimes even imagining she's Claire when I'm nailing her from behind.

I've even started using some of the younger interns in the office more often to satisfy my fantasy. One in particular looks a little bit like Claire, so I've gotten to "know" her quite well!

Everything is going great, neither Claire nor I talk about what we're doing, and that suits me fine. It's like a little thing we have connecting us. I know it's wrong but I just can't stop myself. Then one Friday morning it all changes.

I walk out of the en suite after having my morning shower, and I notice there are no panties on the bed. That's not unusual. I check for them every day, but she only leaves them for me maybe three or four days a week. So this is nothing strange, only a little bit disappointing.

Laura is up before me as normal, so I'm getting dressed on my own in the bedroom. I finish fixing my tie under my shirt collar when I see the door open slowly behind me in the mirror. Claire walks into the room. Now this is strange. I never see her drop off her panties.

I turn around and I see straight away that she's nervous. She's staring at the floor, and it's clear she wants to say something.

"Hey Claire, everything OK?" I say to her concerned.

"Morning Dad. Yeah everything's OK, I guess," Claire answers shyly.

"Claire, come on. Something's wrong. You can say anything to me, you know that."

"Em, well, OK. So you know how I leave me......underwear.....for you?" she quietly says.

Oh God, have I seriously misread everything. I'm panicking a little. Why am I panicking? Is it just because we've never openly talked about it?

"Yes honey, I know," I confidently say, even though I'm shitting myself.

"And you know how you......use them to......you know.......into?" she continues.

"Yes," I croak.

"Well, I was thinking. I was hoping....that maybe, em, maybe you would.....put it straight into them this morning?"

"Of course Claire. Just leave them for me and I'll drop them down to your room," I say relieved. Excited. Ashamed. All at the same time.

"No. That's not what I mean," she says quickly. "I want you to shoot it into them, while I'm wearing them. Without me taking them off." She looks embarrassed.

"I'm not sure what you mean?" I say. And I'm being honest.

"I want you to.....jerk off into them. I'll pull them down a little for you. I want to feel how hot it is when it comes out........and I want to see it squirt out of you," she says, really whispering that last bit.

I'm literally rooted to the spot. I don't know what to say. But now that I know what she wants, my cock is twitching in my suit pants. I'm really nervous, and suddenly I'm very self-conscious about all this. I mean, up until now what we've been doing had the safety of anonymity, to an extent. Claire had never seen me naked, not that I'm aware of anyway. Although Laura and I had been getting up to a lot of mischief around the house recently.

I'm embarrassed about her seeing me, seeing my cock. She's my daughter, she shouldn't ever see me like that. I've never seen her naked either. But from what she's saying, it would just be something we do with our clothes on, mostly. I'll still need to take out my cock though, my cock that's getting very hard by the way, and she will need to pull down her yoga pants and panties enough so I can, deposit, my load where she wants it. That would surely mean I'll see her down there, or some of it anyway. My first reaction to realizing that is fuck yes! I've thought enough about it over the last few weeks, what it looks like, how she keeps it groomed. I already know what she smells like, I sniff her panties several times a week! Would a peek at the forbidden be so much worse? I won't be touching her, and she won't be touching me. It would just be me doing something to make my daughter happy, I reason with myself.

But this is all so wrong. I need to stop this, but I just can't help myself. She turns me on so much it hurts. No other person in the world could make me feel like this.

"OK, you show me what you want me to do," I say after a long silence.

"Are you hard Dad? Do you need me to do something to help you?" Claire says as she steps forward towards me, not hesitating anymore.

The reality hits me now that I'm going to do this. I need to take my cock out in front of my daughter. I'm not ready, I haven't had time to process this. Claire has had time to think and prepare herself, maybe even for days, but it's all been sprung on me two minutes ago. I don't know what I'm thinking. The only thing I do know is I can't remember ever being this horny or excited about something.

"Yes, I'm hard," I barely manage to whisper.

"Do you need to look at porn on your phone or something? To help you jerk off I mean," Claire asks very shyly.

"No," I quickly say. "You're more than enough." Oh my god, did I just say that to my daughter. This is nuts. But when I see her smile and her eyes drop to my crotch, it helps move me to the next step of this.

"OK, I'll go first," I say, my heart pounding in my chest. I can almost hear it beating in my ears.

I unbuckle my belt, unbutton the pants, then pull down the zipper. I reach down into my underwear and wrap my hand around my throbbing cock that's pointing down my left leg, held down by my boxer shorts. I pull it out over the waistband of the shorts and opened pants, holding the material down out of the way with my other hand. I keep eye contact with Claire the whole time, but she can't resist looking down when my cock flops out.

I take my hand away, and let it just stick out fully erect in front of me. Being honest, I want to impress her. I'm well aware of the effect it can have on women when they see it. It's 8 inches long, maybe a shade over, but it's the girth that makes it so impressive.

"It's so big," she whispers, as her eyes go wide. Her lips are parted slightly and I can hear her faint breathing.

I take hold of it midway down the shaft and stroke it slowly. I can't believe I'm doing this. It feels like this isn't really happening, that it's just a weird dream. Part of me want to zip up my pants and run out of this room as fast as my legs will carry me. But another part of me.......well that part wants something else. I've become addicted to this thing with Claire, even though I know how wrong it is.

"Why do you want my cum Claire?" I ask her straight out. I've been thinking a lot about it recently, and I need to hear it from her. Does she have some sort of attraction to me, her father? Or does she just simply have some type of cum fetish and I'm the easiest load to get.

"I.....I love having your seed all over me, down there. When you brought back my panties that Jean's husband took, I saw the cum stains in them. Was that you, or him?" she asks.

"That was me," I say, getting a little embarrassed.

"Good, I thought so. Then I saw you and Jean that day, and Ben, in the living room. I saw your....." she nods her head at my cock. "I saw how big, and perfect it is. And that made me look at you differently. Very differently. Don't hate me Dad. I know this is wrong, but........ Oh god, this is so embarrassing. I should just go."

"Claire, stop. I love doing it for you. I started this, remember. It's probably the weirdest thing I've ever done, but I get it. It turns me on too." I confess. Saying it turns me on is an understatement. I've become obsessed with it. In a world where practically any woman I want is available to me, I've become fixated on this thing with Claire's panties. And I've come to realize that it's all because of how much I'm attracted to her.

I've been stroking myself slowly as we talk, but Claire hasn't moved to, pull open her pants. I can't help but look at her body in her tight white tank top and black yoga pants. Her pants are skin tight, and she looks amazing, her hips flaring out just the right amount, her belly button visible below her top, as she stands with her feet spread shoulder width apart. I've imagined her so many times in the last while when screwing other women, I can't believe she's right here in front of me now, and we're going to do this.

She must see me staring at her mound through her pants because she lifts her hands up to the waistband, hesitates for a couple of seconds, then pulls them towards me, and down a few inches.

She's wearing a black thong that she has stretched forward together with her yoga pants.

My eyes immediately dart to her pussy. Her lips come together to form the most perfect slit I have ever seen, a hint of her inner labia just about visible. She is completely bald, not a single hair in sight. My memories of smelling her used panties is vividly coming back to me, how fresh her scent is. I'm imagining it right now, and I can almost feel the heat coming from her pussy.

As soon as she shows me her pussy, I feel my balls begin to stir. I won't be much longer. The tip of my cock is about two feet away from Claire's pussy. I have good aim, but not that good. So I step forward.

I'm less than six inches from her now, my tip almost at where she has pulled her waistbands out to. Being this close to her is really speeding the process up for me. I'm tired holding down my boxer shorts and pants with one hand, it's killing my wrist, so I take my hand off my cock for a second and use both hands to push my pants and boxers down to my mid thigh. The pants fall to the floor around my ankles.

When I take hold of my shaft again, I shuffle forward another inch or two. Now my cockhead is over Claire's outstretched pants and thong. I look at her face, but she is staring at my cock, and her breathing is rapid.

When I see her beautiful face it brings me to the point of no return. My body starts to shudder as I feel my balls contract and my cum start to make it's way down my shaft. I'm leaning forward slightly, and pointing my cock downwards, aiming at the part of her thong that will be covering her pussy.

Then I start to unload. Just as the first rope of thick white cum shoots out, I lose my balance so I grab hold of Claire's shoulder, holding myself up as my orgasm ripples through me. She feels so delicate when I grip her shoulder tightly, leaning on her to keep myself steady. The first shot hit's it's target, completely covering the thin material between her legs. The second rope hits her directly on her slit.

"Ohhhh fuck," she groans in response.

After that, the next five or six spurts of cum land all over the thong material she has held out, and her pussy. It's a fucking huge load. I had to hold the tip of my cock against the waistband of her thong so I could control my aim.

When I had fully emptied myself, I realize my hand is still resting on Claire's shoulder. I can feel the skin from the back of her shoulders and neck against my fingertips. As I was cumming, I lowered my head down onto my forearm. I can smell her subtle but very arousing perfume this close, and I'm looking right at her cleavage a few inches from my face.

I stand up straight, keeping my cock held against her thong. Then I wipe off the remains of the last string of cum that's still attached to my piss hole, on her waistband.

Taking a step back from my daughter, I watch her stare at the absolute mess I've made in her underwear and all over her pussy. Then she slowly allows her pants and thong elastic to settle back against her body, her eyes closed the whole time.

Finally, she reached her hand down between her legs and cups her hand over her mound and in between her legs, then mashes my load everywhere it can go. She trembles when she does this. Honestly, it's the hottest, filthiest thing I have ever witnessed.

I turn away to pull up my boxers and pants, and I hear her walk quickly out of the room before I even have a chance to think of something to say. Not that I have a clue what I could say to her right now. There are no words.

Laura and Ben are sitting having breakfast when I get downstairs.

"Claire's gone to school already, She seemed in such a hurry," Laura said.

Is she looking at me suspiciously? No, I'm just being paranoid.

"You better hurry or you're going to be late for work," she says then, and winks at me when she catches my eye.

Who am I kidding, my wife knows fucking everything.​