Jack found himself giving into his wicked desires completely. What a sick pleasure it would be to sate his needs right beside his own daughter's bed. He gave into his lust, getting a twisted thrill from the thought of defiling his daughter's undergarments in her very own bedroom.
As Jack's heart beat against his ribcage, pumping blood, lust, and adrenaline into his loins, he pulled down his basketball shorts. His prick immediately sprang to stand at attention, seeming to smile at it's new found freedom. Jack took one last sniff of Emily's dirty thong, then slowly rubbed the fabric against his knob. The lace was a little rougher then he would have liked, but the wrongness of the situation more than made up for it.
Jack slowly pleased himself, figuring the girls would be a while since they were watching a movie. He worked the thong up and down his shaft. The lace didn't seem as rough on the underside of his prick, so Jack focused most of his energies on rubbing up and down the length of it. Every so often he would stop and cup his balls in the fabric or pull it up to his cock head and smear pre-cum on it.
He received a jolt of sick pleasure as he squeezed a bead of pre-cum from the tip, watching as it rubbed into the part of the thong that had covered his daughter's pussy. Jack wanted to rub his drooling prick on her real pussy so badly it hurt.
Of course even lost to his lust, Jack knew better. This was still his daughter he was thinking about. And jerking off in her panties was wrong of course, but still a very long way from actual sex. He shouldn't be having these thoughts at all, but he reasoned with himself that it would be OK as long as this was as far as it went.
So with his guilty conscious put on the back burner once again, Jack let himself enjoy his taboo masturbation session. The thought of grabbing another, softer, pair of panties crossed his mind. Perhaps some nice silk or soft cotton ones. He even briefly thought of looking for Kim's overnight bag and soiling a pair of her clean underpants.
Instead, as his climax neared, Jack had just enough reason left to put the panties back partially under Emily's bed and went to the bathroom.
Jack duck walked with his shorts around his knees, his hard cock bobbing and swaying as he walked. In the bathroom he stood aiming his dick over the sink and went back to finishing himself off. Jack had left the bathroom light off, it was hard enough seeing himself in the mirror when masturbating, let alone when he was doing it after sniffing his daughter's panties.
The hall light was more than enough light, not that Jack needed any, and he quickly felt the pressure flow through his dick. With a few quicker jerks he emptied his balls into the bathroom sink.
Jack squeezed his shaft, coaxing the last of his semen out, and then grabbed for some toilet paper. After he had cleaned himself off he flicked on the light and set to wiping out the sink. Despite a small tinge of guilt when looking at himself in the mirror, he felt a small amount of pride when he saw how much cum he had produced. He allowed himself another perverse thought, imaging Emily trying to gulp all of it down.
After a quick pee and flushing all the evidence down the toilet, Jack made his way back to the TV and channel surfed for a bit. He was slightly drowsy since he just orgasmed, but the nap earlier was enough to keep him awake for now.
It wasn't long until the girl's came back. They walked in and hollered hello's and made straight for Emily's room. Jack went back to halfheartedly watching TV and channel surfing. After some time he noticed that it was awfully quiet, even for the girls being in Emily's room. |