Not a Slut - Sex Stories

Not a Slut

... the middle of the afternoon as Dad was waking up from crashing after his night shift. It didn’t take him long to head to the bathroom from the adjoining door in his room. He was in his boxers and socks and I held my breath to see if he would close the door to my room, but luckily with him being used to having an opposite schedule to his daughters, he didn’t bother. After brushing his teeth and shaving, he turned around and looked at the hamper. He lifted up the lid and looked right at my underwear from yesterday that I had placed right on top of the pile. He smiled and picked them up, running his finger over them. It was true! It was Dad doing it. But why? He held them up to his nose and inhaled deeply. My mouth was agape, but it didn’t prepare me for what was next: Dad slipped his tongue out of his mouth and licked the crotch, only unlike Elle the day before, he was trying to taste ME! I had to put my hands over my eyes when I saw him slip his boxers down to the floor. He had a hard-on! From licking MY underwear. I peeked through my fingers and saw him stroke his thing slowly, then after a minute speed up. It wasn’t as big as John’s was, but it was just as intimidating to me, who probably couldn’t fit more than my little finger inside myself if I wanted to try. After a few minutes, he placed my underwear back on the hamper, then lined the head up with the crotch and he started moaning as his thing started twitching until his sperm splattered onto them. When he was done, he ...

... closed the lid, turned on the shower, and started getting ready for work. I just slid down to the floor in shock. What did this mean? Was Elle right? Did Dad want to have sex with me? My first thought was to tell her, to ask here what I should do. But I shook the thought away. I couldn’t tell Elle. She would probably just tell me to have sex with him, or worse yet, would get jealous and try to have sex with him herself. That’s just what I needed, a pregnant younger sister making me do everything for her! I didn’t want to believe it, but I had just seen him do it, right there in the bathroom. He had laid out my underwear flat, aimed his thing at the crotch, and masturbated onto right where my vagina touches. His thing had stiffened and bulged as he grunted and wiped off his sperm onto the crotch of MY underwear. Why? My mind raced. Most likely, he was just pretending they were the underwear of some other woman, that was it. And he just missed being able to put his thing inside of someone. But if that were the case, why was it only in my panties and not in Elle’s? And why did he lick them before he did it? Could it mean that he was actually thinking of ME?? Could MY dad want to take my VIRGINITY? Could it mean he was actually imagining ejaculating INSIDE me and knocking me up? My mind started spinning with that last one. A few days ago I had never even imagined that a boy could be interested in me, and now I was considering the possibility that someone - my own father! - might ...