Date: Sat, 20 Aug 2011 14:17:02 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tony Williams <tonywill9999@yahoo.com>
Subject: Show us Yer Knickers:  Part one (bisexual/incest)

"Show us yer knickers!" I say in a coarse cockney accent.  My eleven year
old daughter Lulu grins and obligingly lifts the front of her school dress
and bunches it up under her chin, revealing her white cotton, full-cut
knickers, her belly button and her nipples.  My pulse quickens.  We do this
every once in a while.  It's a kind of game that originated when I would
enquire whether or not she had clean undies on.  Of course, they're always
immaculate, blinding white, but she plays along, knowing that I enjoy the
show.  She's quite the exhibitionist and loves being looked at.  I can see
the hint of a camel-toe between her slender thighs.  She hasn't quite
arrived at puberty yet and her hips are slender, her boobs undeveloped and
she still has that little-girl innocence.

"I'm in love with your knickers,' I say.

She giggles.  "You're silly, Daddy."

"Totally in love, obsessed.  Come here, sweetheart."  She steps up close to
where I'm sitting, her dress still raised and I run my hands up the back of
her thighs, cup her buttocks, and rest my cheek against her belly.
"Darling knickers," I say.  "I love you so much.  I want to kiss you."  I
look up at her and she's still grinning.  I plant a kiss on the white
cotton just below her belly button, then another a bit lower down.  She
doesn't move and I give her another one on her pubic mound.

"You're a naughty man, Daddy."

"I know, but I can't help myself.  I'm a fool in love, Lulu."  I let go of
her and lean back in my chair, dressed only in my white boxers.  I have a
huge erection.  She's quite used to seeing me with a hard-on and it doesn't
bother her.  I pull my cock out of the fly of my underpants and begin to
stroke it.  She's seen me wank on several occasions and she's more amused
than shocked.  She sways her hips from side to side provocatively.  My
pulse is pounding.  "Show me your pee-pee," I croak hoarsely.  With one
hand still holding her dress high, she reaches down and pulls the crotch of
her knickers to one side, revealing her little-girl slit.  Every few
seconds, I thumb the pre-cum off the end of my dick and lick it.  "Mmm,
yummy," I say.  Even though my strokes are slow, I can't hold on any longer
and my orgasm erupts, spraying large blobs of cum on my chest.  Some drips
down over my hand and soaks my boxers.

"Wow!" she says, her eyes big.  "Did I do that?"

"You did.  You and your gorgeous knickers.  I love you so much,
sweetheart."  I put my dick back where it belongs, lean forward, put my
arms round her waist and hold her close.

"When I pick you up from school, we'll go over to Nick's house, O.K?"  Nick
is my gay lover, who likes to savagely fuck me up the arse.  Lulu has a big
crush on him.  She thinks I don't know, but I can tell from the way she
looks at him.

"Cool!" she says.  "I like Nick.  He's dreamy!"

"He likes you, Lulu.  He likes you a LOT!"

"Did he say so?"

"No, but I can tell from the way he looks at you, the way he's always
trying to look up your skirt."

"You do that.  All men do that."

"True, but he never misses a chance, and you give him lots of chances.  His
eyes pop out of his head."

"Are you mad at me?"  She doesn't know it, but I love the idea of guys
looking up her skirt.  The more she shows herself off, the hornier I feel.
The best times are in the kid's playground at the park when she hangs
upside down from the monkey bars, her skirt over her head, the local dads
staring at her., as I look proudly on.  I can get hard just thinking about
it.

"Absolutely not.  Let him look all he wants.  I'll enjoy the show, too."

"He doesn't love me, Daddy, he loves you."

"I think he loves us both.  He's a bit shy talking about you, but I know he
thinks you're sexy."  She blushes.  "You'd better run or you'll miss the
school bus.  Goodbye, knickers."  She lets her dress fall.

Laughing, she says, "You don't love me, you just love my knickers."

"Your knickers, and what's inside them, my darling."  I watch as she runs
for the bus.  My heart is aching, whether with love or lust, I'm not sure,
probably both.  Later, I'll go shopping.  I have a surprise for her.



* * *

When I was married, I used to love watching my wife undress.  She'd come
home from the office and drop her skirt.  She wore stockings, rather than
pantyhose, and I'd be there looking at her as she stripped off to take a
shower.  I always acted as though it was nothing special, but secretly I
was getting turned on as she took her garments off, one by one, saving the
stockings for last, legs splayed as she peeled them down.  Often she wore a
short pleated skirt through which, if you looked hard, you could see her
white knickers.  I don't think she was aware that she was displaying her
underwear.  We'd be out and about while I was imagining guys staring at her
bum, lusting after my spouse, dying to run their hands over her cotton
knickers.  One of my favourite fantasies was finding a bisexual guy on the
internet and inviting him over for a three-way.  I'd picture my wife
stripping lewdly for him while I fondled his rigid cock, then she'd suck
him off, then let him eat her pussy while I sucked him.  Then he'd slide
his big wet juicy cock up her cunt while I wanked and came on her face.
One day I hinted at arranging a threesome, but she was outraged and a few
days later, when she came home unexpectedly, she caught me sucking off the
pool guy.  That ended the marriage and it was only her drug problem that
allowed me to keep custody of Lulu.

Today, on my way over to pick up my daughter, I swing by the mall and do
some careful shopping.  Outside the school, I wait for her, watching all
the girls in their uniforms, comprising a sleeveless blue gingham dress,
with a small collar and a V neck, buttoned down the front, and, of course,
white socks.  Those socks are the finishing touch.  They all look so
fucking sexy, laughing and chatting away, unaware that I'm looking,
thinking about doing highly illegal things to them.  Finally Lulu comes to
the car and I notice that the two bottom buttons of her dress have
'accidentally' come undone.  Nothing unusual there.  We drive over to
Nick's house.  From the car I take my camera and one of those little
coloured gift bags that the upscale shops give away.  When he opens the
door, I'm delighted to see he's wearing only a pair of hot pink trunks,
with a white trim at the waistband and legs.

"Oops," he says, "I wasn't expecting Lulu.  What a pleasant surprise."

"Now I know what I want for Christmas," I say.

"What?" he asks.

"Your underpants."  Lulu laughs.

"Come in guys," he says, holding the door open.  "Delighted to see you,
Lulu."  She gives him a big smile.  "Give Nick a kiss."  She reaches up and
puts her arms round his neck and they kiss, a little more than just a
friendly peck.

"I thought you two should get to know each other better," I say.  "Lulu was
quite excited when I told her we were coming here."  She nods in agreement.
"How do you like Nick in his knickers, sweetheart?"

"Knickers are for girls, not boys," she says.  "But those underpants are
cool."

""I wear lady's knickers from time to time," I say.  "How about you, Nick?"

"Sure.  Every guy has tried them on at least once.  I had a boyfriend who
wore them all the time.  He was so sexy, I couldn't keep my hands off him."
Lulu giggles and we go into his living room.  "What are you wearing under
those jeans?" he asks me.

"Why don't you take 'em off and look for yourself," I say.  He unfastens my
jeans and pulls them open, revealing my white briefs.

"No knickers, then," he says, pulling my pants all the way down and I step
out of them.

"Maybe next time.  You can buy me some."  Lulu is accustomed to seeing me
hanging around the house in my underpants, it's nothing new to her.

"I need to pee," she says.

"I'll show you where the bathroom is."  I take her by the hand.  In the
bathroom, she lifts up her dress, pulls her knickers down to her knees and
sits on the toilet.  I aim the camera at her.  "Do you mind?" I ask her.

"It's O.K., Daddy."  I've watched her pee many times, but this is the first
picture I've taken of this scene.  I have lots of other pictures on my
computer of Lulu in various states of undress and some nude ones.  She
loves to pose.

"Big smile, now."  I click off a couple of shots and go back into the
living room and sit beside Nick.  "Take a look at this," I say, showing him
the viewing screen on the camera.  It's caught the action perfectly, her
little slit visible, a stream of pee falling into the bowl.

"Fuck me," he says.  "That is so erotic.  Doesn't she mind you taking
pics?"

"Well, look at that smile.  Obviously, she loves it.  Especially because
she knew you'd be looking.  Later, you might get to see the real thing."  I
look down at his underpants and his cock is tenting the pink cotton.  Lulu
comes into the room.

"All done," she says.

"Did you dry yourself?  No pee stains?"

"Of course I did."

"Show us yer knickers," I say in that same fake cockney voice.  She lifts
up the front of her dress, just as she did this morning, and now I'm
getting hard.  Nick's eyes go big.  I'm busy clicking the camera.  "Step
close," I say, "I just wanna check."  I put my hand between her legs and
feel around.  "Perfectly dry," I say.  "Good girl."  Lulu giggles.  She
knows what this is all about.  She's in no hurry to drop her dress.  Nick
stares hard at her.

"I showed my knickers to Daddy this morning," she said.  "And I showed him
my pee-pee. He got all excited, didn't you?"

"I did.  I always do.  You know it drives me crazy."

"He pulled his dick out and had a wank."  Nick's jaw drops.  He looks
concerned.

"You wanked off in front of Lulu?  Holy shit!  Did you freak out, darling?"
I can see she likes the word 'darling'.

"I've seen him wank before.  It was awesome.  He sprayed cum all over
himself."

"You fuckin' pervert," he says.

"That's me," I say.  "Turned on by little girls, and my own little girl is
the sexiest in the world."

"No argument there," says Nick.  Lulu finally drops her dress and sits down
opposite us.  The two bottom buttons, carelessly unfastened, allow a
provocative view of her crotch.  She leans back, knowing we're looking.

"I have a surprise for you both," I say, handing the gift bag to Lulu.
"You're gonna love this, Nick."  She puts her hand in the bag and pulls out
a cellophane packet.

"Stockings!  White stockings.  Wow!"  Then she unwraps a tissue package and
shows us a white garter belt, then a pair of brief nylon knickers, lace
around the legs, perfectly see-through, and a full length nylon slip.

"I got the smallest size they had," I said.  "Think of it as a cocktail
dress."

"Thank you so much, Daddy.  You'll be able to see my underwear through it,"
she says.

"That's the big idea."

"That's not all we'll see," says Nick, eagerly.

"Do you want to try them on for Nick?" I ask her.  "Better still, why don't
you let Nick undress you and then put your new undies on you, and I can
take pictures.

"Oooh, yes!' she says excitedly, standing up and moving close to where
we're sitting.  As Nick reaches out to undo the remaining four buttons of
her dress, I put my hand on his bulge and give it a squeeze.

"You've made Nick has hard as a rock, sweetheart.  I think he's falling in
love with you."  She blushes and I see Nick beginning to colour up.  "He's
just as excited as I am."  Lulu lets him undo the buttons and push the
dress back off her shoulders.  It falls to the floor and she puts her hands
behind her head and thrust her hips forwards, her knickers just inches from
his face.  "Let him kiss you, like I did," I say.  She puts her hands on
the back of his head and pulls him towards her.  He kisses the white
cotton.

"A bit lower, I think," I say, one hand on my own rock hard cock, my other
on Nick's.  He obligingly kisses her on her mound for several long seconds
and I reach for the camera and get several close-up shots.  "Now," I say,
"the moment we've all been waiting for.  Go ahead and pull them down."  He
hooks his fingers into the waistband and slowly tugs them down.  As her
little slit comes into view, my heart starts to pound and I feel dizzy.
His face is almost touching her.  Even from where I'm sitting, feet away, I
can smell the faint aroma of sex coming off her.  Nick's looking at the
barely formed lips of her pussy and at the start of her tiny clit.  The
knickers fall to her ankles and she steps out of them.  I'm firing off the
camera as fast as I can.  "Sit down, darling, and let him take your socks
off."  She sits beside us and Nick gets down on his knees in front of her
and peels her knee-socks down.  Her legs are wide open, and I can tell
she's enjoying showing herself off.  I get some more close-ups.  I know I'm
going to be wanking to these pics for years to come.  Nick opens the
package of stockings, his hands shaking, then one at a time he rolls them
up her legs, smoothing them up her thighs.  Her breath is coming fast and
I'm unbelievably aroused.

"Kiss her, Nick.  Kiss her pee-pee."  He leans in and places a kiss on her
slit, and I watch, entranced, as he pushes his tongue inside her, then
drags it up and over her clit.  Her eyes are closed, her head back, her
chest flushed.  I know if I touch my cock, I'll cum in my briefs, but I
have the presence of mind to keep clicking the camera.  Then I hand him the
garter belt and she stands up to let him fasten it round her waist and
attach the suspenders to her stockings.  This gives her a real slutty look.
I love sluts, especially my own slut.  I hand him the knickers and he pulls
them up her legs.  The front is a tiny lace edges triangle that just covers
her pussy, and the back covers only about half of her bum. Finally, she
puts the slip on and she was right, we can see everything through it.
Nick's underpants have a wet spot on the front.  She parades around,
striking lewd poses and I fire the camera off.  Then she sits down again on
the couch, leaning back, her legs splayed.

"I wouldn't dare go out dressed like this," she says.  "You can see
everything."

"And that's what we love, don't we, Nick."  I pull his dick out of the leg
of his underpants.  "Take a look at that, Lulu."  My heart is pounding.  I
start to slowly stroke his cock.

"It's just like yours, Daddy, and it's wet at the end."  I lean down and
lick the precum off his glans.

"Suck it, you fuckin' faggot," says Nick.  I love it when he verbally
abuses me.

"That's me," I say.  "A fuckin' cocksucker.  I'm gonna enjoy this."  I take
his dick in my mouth and give him one of my world class blow jobs.  It's
not sucking him off that's getting me going, it's the fact that my daughter
is watching.  Very soon, his thighs go rigid and I know he's gonna cum.  I
take my mouth off his dick just as he starts to pulse and the first two
blobs hit me in the face.

"Awesome," says Lulu.  I clamp my lips round his dick again and take the
rest of his cum in my mouth.  Then I look at Lulu, smile and swallow.  She
gives me a big grin.

"Can I do it, next time, Daddy?"

"You don't even have to ask.  You can do anything you like with Nick.
Jesus, Lulu, I'm so fuckin' horny."  I stand up in front of her and pull my
rigid cock out of the leg of my briefs and slowly stroke it.  She looks at
me, still smiling.  I'm uttering little groans of pleasure, as I look at
her little slender body, her knickers, suspenders and stockings through the
white nylon slip.  I can even see her crack.  "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," I
groan, expecting her to move out of the way, but she doesn't.  Then I erupt
all over her, cum landing on her face, her chest, the slip, her legs, more
cum than I believed possible.  I squeeze the last drop from my dick.  She
looks so excited.

"That was awesome, Daddy.  I'm having so much fun."

"So are we, sweetheart, so are we."



To be continued.

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