I have one fantasy left to complete. Her name is Jessica. To men, she is breathtaking. To me, heck, I can't even pass her without thinking about the scent her panties release or what's under the sexy matching outfit. Sometimes when she has boys over, I can't help but sneak glances. I can look at her more when she has her mind on someone else. Let me tell you just how sexy she is. She has 38C breasts that always seem erect through small cotton shirts. Her belly has just the right curves and her low-cut jeans with her cropped t-shirts do a perfect job of showing her body off. Her legs are long yet muscular and they proportionally match her torso perfectly. She's perfect because I made her. She is my daughter, who is nineteen, and I will do whatever it takes to make this fantasy become as real as possible.
Jessica is up in her room reading while I am in my bedroom alone holding her used panties that I found in the hamper. I sit on my bed imagining these panties brushing against her pussy. I unzip myself and take my semi-hard cock out. I hold the panties so the material wraps around my cock and I begin to stroke slowly. I love doing this partly because I feel closer to her. The thought of her scent mixed with mine drives me insane. I close my eyes and begin to concentrate on the feeling I have in my cock. To get completely hard, I rub my balls with one hand and with the other I bring the panties in front of my nose so I can sniff them. My cock enlarges and I bring the panties back to my cock so I can stroke it. I move my hand up and down and soon I'm whispering to myself.
"Oh-h, yes⦠baby, that's it. Daddy likes that. Oh-h-h you make me so hard."
I stroke myself harder and harder, then faster and faster. I pump my cock extremely hard while lifting my ass slightly off the bed off and on. I feel my balls rising and my cock thickening. I know I'm close to cumming so I slow down immensely only to keep the feeling last as long as possible. My mouth is open and my eyes roll back while my stomach keeps contracting profusely. My toes start to curl and suddenly I'm overwhelmed by extreme pleasure.
"Oh my-y-y-y god, Jessica! You're so fucking beautiful. Oh, god. Yeah-h, I'm ther-r-r-e-e-e. Oh, god, baby. Yes!"
I came so hard to the point I could barely breathe. Lots of my cum landed on her panties and a bit on my stomach... I was curious so I wiped some of it off and licked it off my fingers. I tasted mostly sweet, but there was a hint of bitterness. I read somewhere that if you eat lots of fruit, your cum tastes sweeter so I know that when I get my daughter blowing me, she will love my cum. I get off the bed and walk towards my bathroom to find a towel so I can wipe my stomach dry. I go back to my room, open a drawer and find some briefs. I put them on and walk upstairs to say goodnight to Jessica.
"Goodnight sweetheart. Give dad a kiss." I say after walking in.
"Hey daddy, okay!"
I knew she'd glance automatically at my briefs and it made me smile to myself. I hugged her closely and kissed her check.
"I love you, you're my girl."
"Yep, I love you too dad." I see her looking towards her night stand to read the time on her digital clock. "Wow dad, I think I'm going to bed too. I didn't realize it was this late."
"Hop into bed darling," I say as I smack a firm butt playfully. She looks back pretends to be in shock. "Dad! Don't do that! I am too old now for you to be smacking me around."
I laugh to myself. "Oops⦠I'm sorry dear." I laugh again.
The next day I go to work while my daughter goes to the mall with her best friend, Jennifer. I come home stressed and all I want to do is lie down with those panties I jacked off to this morning. I almost walk in except I see my daughter in my room looking at the panties I left behind. Luckily they were kept on other clothes so hopefully she thinks I'm doing the laundry for her. I usually do anyway just so I can get a hold of her panties without feeling guilty. I back away from the door and walk to the kitchen. I grab a Corona Extra just to make me relax.
"You won't need the phone anytime soon will you?"
I whip around and say, "My god baby, don't scare me like that!" I say as I put my glass down. "And, no I won't need the phone. Why? Who are you calling?"
"My girlfriend, Jennifer." She says while blushing.
"Why? You had a whole day with her."
"I know, but this is urgent. Something popped up and I need to discuss it with her, you know, to get a second opinion."
"Can I help you with it?"
"Uh, dad, It's a girl thing, sorry." She flatly lies.