My beautiful wife Melissa was out of town on business, while my gorgeous 18-year-old daughter Reese was at her softball game. I decided to do a little bit of house cleaning on this wonderful Saturday. Tonight, my friends and I were getting together to watch a huge basketball game on TV.
As part of cleaning the house, I decided to do a little bit of laundry. My wife has shown me how to do laundry before, but of course, being male I really didn't pay much attention. I went into our room and gathered up some dirty clothes. Then I remembered my daughter Reese telling me that she needed some things washed too. I went into her room and gathered up a bunch of dirty clothes. I got into the basement and began using the washing machine. I put a few cups of cleaning powder inside the machine and turned on the hot/cold water cycle. I threw my dirty jeans in first. Then my wife's. As I was dumping my daughter's things in, I noticed a massive pink bra in her pile.
"Great Jesus!" I gasped.
I knew the bra couldn't have been my wife's. She's only a B cup woman. I never really paid close attention to Reese because she wore mostly baggy clothes to hide her very slim body. I never knew why though.
Even as her father, I was curious to see exactly how large my Reese's bra cups were.
"34EEE!" I exclaimed, as my heart nearly jumped out of my chest.
My daughter Reese never really showed her girly side. She was more of a tomboy. She played sports and loved to wrestle with the boys. It got me to thinking if any of her male friends have had their hands on her monstrous melons while wrestling. In my mind, I knew I would have loved to have groped her while wrestling, but in my heart I knew it was wrong to have incestuous thoughts about my own daughter, my own flesh and blood. Yet, I was proud of myself for producing a young woman with huge milkers.
I stood in front of the washing machine, still astonished by Reese's cups. I put one of her cups up to my face and took a huge whiff inside.
"Hmmm," I said, smelling her favorite strawberry fragrance.
I started squeezing Reese's massive cups, wishing that my daughter's vast breasts were inside of them. I felt a tinkle in my pants as my cock began to grow in size. Even thought my wife had small breasts, I was always a fan of enormous tits. My own daughter was making my obsession of big tits a reality.
I continued fondling, smelling, and I even licked the inside of her lovely cups. Suddenly, I heard the front door open up.
"Daddy, I'm home," I heard my busty daughter say.
I dropped Reese's bra inside the washing machine and yelled back up.
"I'll be upstairs in a little bit."
I threw the rest of her clothes inside the washing machine and headed upstairs.
"I'm going to be taking a shower!" Reese shouted from upstairs.
"Ok, dear!" I yelled back, now on the middle floor of our house.
My cock was still hard and all that was running through my mind now was Reese's cups, those enormous bra cups that they yeah yeah yeah me and I am smelled so delicious. Then her being in the shower and running her soft hands over her luscious orbs was just too much for me.
I tiptoed upstairs and could hear the shower running in the bathroom. I entered Reese's room and luckily for me, her bra and panties' drawer was all ready open. My eyes widened and a huge grin spread across my face. I saw many different colored bras inside with matching panties. Maybe deep down inside, my daughter really is a girly. I just thought since she was a tomboy that all her bras and panties would be the same color. I was in heaven. I felt God's white light shining down on her underwear drawer and me.
I scooped down and grabbed a handful of her large bras. I was rubbing a black bra against one side of my face and a blue one on the other side. I planted my face inside a huge white bra cup and could smell the cleanest of it.
"Daddy... What are you doing?" Reese said in a worried tone, as she entered her room dripping wet with just a large towel on. The towel hung from her body due to the vast size of her breasts jutting from below her chest.
I was taken by surprised and startled. My mind went blank and I didn't know exactly how to explain my actions.
"Uh... Reese sweetie, I was just putting away your clean underwear and got tangled up inside your... drawer," I responded in a dumbfounded manner.
"Will I guess you know now, huh?" Reese questioned me.