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I Found My Panties
by J.E. Ashbourne (jennifereliseashbourne@yahoo.co.uk)

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A young girl finds her cum-soaked panties in her Dad's 
room. (M/f-teen, ped, M-voy, f-exh, inc, mast)

***

I can't believe I'm telling you this, but O.M.G. this is 
real! It started a few months ago, I had been having 
some, well, "alone time" and I came in my panties. They 
were soaking wet! I had to take them off and I hid them 
under my bed – at least till they dried, right? Except, 
I forgot about them and went out with my friends. When I 
got back that evening I remembered about my panties. 
Maybe they were dry by now, so I reached under my bed 
and...

Nothing. They weren't there! Now I live half with my Dad 
and half my Mom, but this was at my Dad's! He'd found my 
panties! My wet, cum-soaked panties! I was mortified! I 
ran to the washing basket to see if he had put them in 
there, but they weren't there. I looked right to the 
bottom, and I even checked the washing machine. They 
were not there. What the hell, right?

I couldn't go to Dad and ask him, could I?! So I just 
got on with things and pretty soon I forgot all about my 
panties. Until a week later they arrived back in my 
panties drawer – clean. They had been washed. I started 
to doubt myself. Maybe I had missed them somehow when I 
looked for them before.

I don't know why but I get really horny in school, and 
sometimes by the time I get home from school after a 
shaky bus ride, my panties are so wet they are stuck to 
my pussy. Weird, right? So this one day I had gotten to 
my Dad's and as soon as I was in my room I put my hand 
in my panties and rubbed my clit to heaven! I came so 
much I could feel my juices up my ass crack inside my 
panties. 

I lay there for a second and then realized my come must 
be soaking into my bedspread, so I shot off the bed and 
pulled my panties down and off. I used them to wipe 
myself off and then I didn't know what to do. Do I try 
hiding them again, like before? But Dad found them 
anyway and washed them. So I did the least objectionable 
thing. I dropped them in the washing basket.

I didn't think any more about it, until I was in the 
bathroom later that night. They were gone! My cum-soaked 
panties were gone – again! WTF?! I looked all around the 
bathroom. They weren't there. I looked in my room. Not 
there. Washing machine – Nope! Dad was out. He'd gone to 
some work thing earlier that night and wasn't back yet. 
I was thinking it, sort of, but I didn't really think I 
was right. 

I went into Dad's room and started looking around. I 
looked under the bed, in the wardrobe, in his drawers, 
and then I looked at his bed. I lifted his pillow and 
there they were! My Panties! My Cum-Soaked Panties! 
Under my Dad's Pillow! OMG!

Now my mind was racing! – Do I take my panties? Or do I 
leave them there? I mean, if I take them then I've 
obviously been snooping in his room. But they are my 
panties. 

I suddenly pictured Dad holding my wet panties in his 
hands, smelling them, tasting them even! And strangely, 
it turned me on! It suddenly excited me to think my own 
Dad was using my panties to get off. I even pictured him 
lying there with my panties wrapped around his throbbing 
cock as he jerked off! My excitement was thrilling. My 
heart was palpitating. And I was starting to get wet 
just standing there in my Dad's room looking at my 
panties. I did the only thing I could do. I put the 
pillow back over the panties and left the room.

I was so turned on I almost ran to my bedroom. I tore 
off my clothes, leaving on only my panties and got on 
the bed. I stuffed my hand into my panties and started 
feeling my wet pussy like never before. My eyes were 
closed and I was fantasizing about my Dad jerking off in 
my panties. I just couldn't get it out of my head. It 
was incredible! I came so much it was like Niagra Falls!

I was still breathing deeply when I heard Dad let 
himself in through the front door. I had to take my 
panties off and wipe myself. Dad called me and I told 
him I was changing, which was technically true. I 
stuffed my panties under my pillow and got dressed and 
made it out of my room. Dad was just normal old Dad. He 
didn't look at me funny or anything. But I knew. I knew 
he was deeply in lust. So was I.

The next day I got home from school and went straight 
for my pillow. Sure enough, my panties were gone. Dad 
would not be home for a couple of hours, so I went 
straight to his room and there, under his pillow were 
the panties I had come in last night! As if I needed 
confirmation, this was it! 

I picked them up and smelled them. There was something 
else on them too besides my come. A strange smell like 
bleach, but not as strong. And there was a darker patch 
where it was wetter than the rest, and it was right 
where my pussy would be. This wasn't me, and then it hit 
me, this was Dad! This was Dad's cum, soaked into the 
crotch of my panties! Oh My Fucking God! It was so hot! 
I licked right up the crotch, tasting my Dad's semen 
soaked into the cotton of my panties! 

I couldn't help it – I dived onto his bed and started 
masturbating right there and then. I tore my clothes 
off, until I was naked except for my socks, and then I 
just breathed in my Dad's cum aroma from my panties as I 
started rubbing like Sweet Jesus on my throbbing puss! I 
put my panties on my face so I could feel my fiery 
breasts, squeezing them to their bullet hard nipples! It 
didn't take long – alternating between my electric clit 
and shoving two fingers up myself for a finger fuck – 
and suddenly I was coming! Spraying, in fact, all over 
my scrunched up clothes at the bottom of the bed!

I did it three more times in about half an hour, until I 
finally gave up and lay there, sweating. Only when I got 
up did I notice how wet the covers were. Do I change 
them? - I thought. No, he'll know I found the panties. 
Maybe it would dry before he got home. So I just left 
his room, naked, holding my clothes, damp with my own 
cum, and left my cum soaking into his quilt.

Dad and I had a good night watching movies and eating 
pizza. It was really cool. But as I cuddled up to him on 
the sofa I kept thinking about my wanking session in his 
room earlier. And of course, him wanking into my 
panties. I was squirming the whole time, until I snuck a 
finger into my pyjama shorts and started to finger 
myself slowly in the darkness as the film played. It was 
so hot I nearly came with the climax of the movie. As 
soon as the film finished I said goodnight and went to 
bed. I had to get some relief!

The following morning I woke up and was just about to 
leave my room when I had a thought. What if I put a pair 
of clean panties under my pillow? What then, Daddy? So I 
got a clean pair from the drawer and stuffed them under 
my pillow. With that I was out the door.

When I got back from school that day the first thing I 
did was check to see where my panties were. They were 
still there, under my pillow. I was starting to 
understand my Dad's tastes. He liked used panties, 
preferably wet ones. I could do that. Sure.

So I won't bore you with me coming in my panties again, 
but I did. I made sure they were good and wet. I stuffed 
them up my pussy and came all over them. I mean, really 
pushed them inside myself! They were dripping when I 
pulled them back out again!

I left them under my pillow. I tried not to think about 
it, but I was really starting to enjoy this game. The 
following day, when I came home I checked and sure 
enough, my cunt soaked panties were under my Dad's 
pillow. My God that got me hot!

When Dad came home I had already come three times! But I 
was still wearing my newly wet panties. I couldn't help 
it. I started to torture poor old Dad. I sat opposite 
him and gave him inadvertent flashes up my grey school 
skirt. 

After dinner I changed into my white Dirty Dancing 
nightshirt. It only comes to my mid thighs and I'm 
usually careful not to flash, but that night I made no 
attempt to avoid showing Dad what I had on underneath. 
Sitting in the living room watching TV, with Dad 
sneaking looks at my legs and even further, was making 
me so hot. I knew my nipples were pressing hard into my 
nightshirt and my excitement was growing all the time. 
My pussy was just aching to be touched. I could smell my 
own sexy aroma as the night wore on. 

When night drew in and the only light was the flicker of 
the TV I could stand it no longer. I just had to touch 
my pussy! But the thought of doing it in the same room 
as my Dad just excited me so much! I didn't move my 
head, but moved my eyes to look at Dad as I moved 
position on my seat. I raised one knee, with my foot on 
the sofa, with the other leg bent at the knee and 
resting side-on on the sofa too. It made a clear view, 
if he chose to look, right at my wet panties. 

I noticed him moving, he was uncomfortable and I 
wondered if he had an erection. Then I couldn't stand it 
anymore. I slipped my hand underneath me. I was staring 
at the TV but in the corner of my eye I could see Dad 
trying to see more. He settled and I guessed he must 
have a good view now, so I slipped my fingers into the 
leg hole of my panties – right onto my fiery pussy! I 
was so wet fingers just slipped right into me. My two 
middle fingers just slipped right inside of me, into my 
slippery cunt, and I started moving them slowly in and 
out of my sopping hole!

I was so wet it was making little slopping sounds, but I 
never looked at Dad, I just kept on looking straight at 
the TV. I honestly don't even know what we were supposed 
to be watching. My whole body barely moved, except my 
steady in and out action in my pussy. Dad coughed 
uncomfortably.  I glanced over at him and he looked back 
at the TV. But I kept looking and he looked back at me 
again. I smiled a coy little smile at him and shrugged 
my shoulders, then looked back at the TV. 

Yeah, I was driving him crazy, and underneath me I was 
starting to work up a good rhythm. There was no hiding 
it now. I was masturbating. My fingers were pumping in 
and out of me like no tomorrow. But I never made a show 
of it and it was just driving Dad up the wall! 

His own daughter was fingering herself in front of him. 
The slopping sounds of my rapid finger fucking was 
getting louder as I was gonna come. A few more pumps in 
and out, in and out, plunging my pussy like a true slut 
and I gasped, losing my breath and I heard the squirt of 
my come as it burst from my gushing hole around my 
fingers and into my panties.

I bit my lip as it began to sink in what I'd just done. 
Then I couldn't help it, I burst out laughing! Dad was 
just looking at me. I took a deep breath and calmed 
down. Then I stood up and walked over and stood in front 
of my Dad. I could see his boner trying to push through 
his jeans. But I looked him in the eye and then I pulled 
the hem of my nightshirt up, exposing my sodden panties. 

I hooked my thumbs into my panties' elastic and pulled 
them down my glistening thighs. With my nightshirt 
coming down at the same time I don't think Dad got 
anything more than a quick flash of my wet pussy. I 
pulled my panties down my legs and pulled them off and 
held them up before him.

"I know you like them wet Daddy. These are for you," I 
said. I dropped them in his lap and walked out of the 
room.

Dad never mentioned it. But ever since that night 
whenever I masturbate I think of him and that night. And 
I always drop my soaking wet panties on Dad's pillow 
before I leave for school. He never mentions them. They 
just turn up clean a week later.

OMFG!

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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