2 comments/ 216270 views/ 15 favorites Panty Sniffer Ch. 01 By: pantysniffer_sub Note: The story below deals with that for which I crave most of all a woman to totally dominate me sexually. The philosophy of the story is let me sniff your panties and I'll be your virtual slave in bed. I am submitting this in incest as it is all in the family but could easily fit into fetish or bdsm categories. * My name is Joe and I am a successful middle aged man. I function very well in the world and get things done through every means possible including being demanding and abrasive when it is called for. But, I have a secret that the people who deal with me day to day don't know. I am a total wimp. That is right I am a wimp where women are concerned. The bigger a woman's tits are the bigger wimp I seem to become. I am lucky that I got married as my throat got dry every time I approached the girl I would eventually married. She and I have a very good marriage sharing the chores and responsibilities equally. Our sex life is normal and active. The unusual thing is that generally I sniff her panties before I remove them. As a result Glenda, my wife, has a pet name for me she calls me her 'panty sniffer.' Let me explain why bigger boobs make me wimpier. When a woman stands over me looking down at me her eyes make me nervous, making me squirm in my chair. If she has small breasts it is not too bad. But, if the woman has big boobs it is like a second pair of eyes staring at me and I turn to mush. My cock gets hard and I can't speak an understandable sentence. I get even more afraid that she will see the seven inch bulge in my trousers. And, if she puts her hands on her hips I totally shut down. Luckily for me my wife, for some unknown reason, doesn't make me feel that way as she has perfect D cup boobs and a figure to die for. The problem is the rest of my household as my daughter, Monica, and my mother also live with us. I noticed the older my daughter got and the bigger her boobs got the less I said to her as a lump developed in my throat and pants. This was especially true when she would come into see me when I was sitting around and ask for something. I would look at her standing there her eyes and boobs staring at me and I would give her almost anything she wanted unless Glenda was there to stop me from being foolish. She is now 20 and attending the local college and is the spitting image of her mother with the same long brown hair and sultry green eyes. About three months ago my world was forever turned upside down. I was alone in the house and didn't hear Monica come in. I was in the bathroom and had spotted a pair of cotton briefs on top of the hamper. I knew these were Monica's undies as she was the only one who used this hamper. Curiosity got the best of me and I picked them up and brought the cotton crotch to my nose. Pure heaven was the only way to describe the scent that emitted from the garment. The cum stain was large and smelled so sweet. I inhaled and began rubbing myself through my pants. I would do anything to be able to inhale this sweetness forever. I smiled in pure ecstasy at what someone could make me do just for a little sniff of heaven. Suddenly my enjoyment was shattered as I heard someone clear their throat. I hoped it was Glenda as she, at least, would forgive me and we would still likely even have sex that night. Even my mom would write it off to unfulfilled lust. But, it was Monica who spoke, "Daddy what the hell are you doing sniffing my panties? Are you getting your jollies?" "Um, ah, I, I don't, uh know," I stammered as I looked at her staring at me eyes wide and nipples pushing hard against her blouse. "You like what you smell? Do you lust the smell of your little girls cunt?" Monica now totally dominated the scene as she had grabbed the panties and was rubbing them very roughly against my nose. "Oh gawd yes," I stammered out almost incoherently. Suddenly I wanted her more than anything else in the world. My cock was harder than I could ever remember. "They are my panties and that is my juice and no one sniffs my panties unless I say they can. Do you understand me fucker?" Monica's voice was raspy as she was now excited herself. She yanked the panties away and held them up in front of us. "Yes, Monica I understand," I mumbled. "Good, now I have to piss which is why I came in here in the first place. But, we must talk so get on your knees while I blind fold you and figure this out." She slid the hip hole of the panties over my head covering my eyes being careful not to let any part get near my nose. She made sure I was facing the toilet. I heard her unzip and pull down her pants and panties. Her urine splashed into the water as she spoke again. "I already know you like my panties and my smell. But, the question is what will you do in order to play with my dirty panties and smell my honey?" With the crotch of her panties so close and the knowledge that her naked pussy was only five feet away I was on fire. I was already a beat man as I answered, "Honey, I will do anything you wish." I was finding it easier to speak now that I couldn't see her. She snapped, "I bet you want to fuck me. Come on tell me, do you want to fuck me?" "Oh gawd yes, let me fuck you," I gasped somehow not expecting her to be bringing up fucking. A small moan escaped from my daughter as I waited for her to speak again. "You look like such a wimp sitting there like that. But, I'll tell you what maybe if you agree to be a good boy you can enjoy my treats and I won't tell mom what you are doing in here with me. Would you like that?" "Yes ma'am I'll do anything you say." She had taken over, "If you want access to my panties and my pussy then you must be a slave to my body. Is that clear?" She could have told me to commit a crime and I would have agreed, "Yes, ma'am I agree. How long will this last?" She giggled a bit amused at my question, "It will be for the rest of your life unless you disappoint me. You will kiss, lick, suck, caress, and fuck my body whenever it suits my fancy and however it suits my fancy. Any other concerns you have slave?" "I can't believe we're doing this. But, if we are I have three things I hope you'll agree too. First, I won't eat your shit. Second, outside of sex and paying appropriate homage to your sexy body I will still be your father in every way and there will be no change in normal house rules. And finally, this cannot come between me and your mom. Is that ok Miss Monica?" I sat there anticipating an angry reaction. Instead I heard her pull up her panties and reach over and pull the panties from my head and toss them toward the hamper. Calmly she replied, "Actually, that sounds perfectly and well thought out. But, remember, part of being a slave to my body is that I get to do anything I wish to your you that doesn't leave marks. Ok, you are officially my Daddy Slave so get over here and take off my shoes, socks and pants." "Ah, yes Monica," I said stammering again as I had become the complete wimp that she had accused me of being. She was wearing pastel pink briefs with a large wet spot in the crotch. Timidly I removed her clothing and sat back. She stood up with her ass inches from my face and wiggled it slightly. I wanted to reach out but knew better. "On your hands and knees bastard and put your nose right here and follow me wherever I go," she ordered as she pointed to the bottom of her ass crack where it meets her thighs. Obediently I followed her all around the house my nose at her crotch as she walked from room to room. I took every opportunity to inhale her musky smell. My knees were aching from all of the crawling around by the time she led me into her bedroom. She stopped near her bed and lightly rubbed her ass against my face. Then turning around she grabbed my head and drew it into her crotch and said coolly, "Here slave have a quick sniff then stand up and take off all of your clothes." "Yes ma'am, thank you ma'am," I answered as I invited her sweet odor into my nose. Monica pushed my head away and I hurriedly stood up and began stripping. She sat on the edge of the bed watching me. She licked her lips seductively when my erection came into full view. I stood there like an idiot not knowing what to do. "Not a bad cock for a little wimp; now stroke it until I am ready for you shithead; but don't you dare cum." My daughter proceeded to slowly take off her blouse and then her bra. The quarter sized areolas were topped off by erect pink nipples that looked like cherries. Then teasing me she caressed her breasts and held them up toward my face. Getting up she walked around me as if inspecting a slab of beef. When she reached my backside she gave me a hard swat on my ass causing me to let out a moan. Sensing that I was game for this treatment she swatted me even harder three more times before getting in front of me and grabbing my balls in her hand and giving them a squeeze that caused my knees to buckle. "Oh gawd, fuck yes, Monica," I whispered in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Grabbing my wrist she spun me around and shoved me hard to her bed. My cock was pointing straight up at the ceiling as she put my hands behind my head. Within seconds the bed bounced as my daughter hopped in. I looked up to see nothing but the pink of her briefs. "Keep your fucking hands behind your head and I'll let you sniff me but one lick or touch with your hands and I'm gone. Now to make your cock mine, daddy!" Her ass slammed down on my face and she began grinding it from side to side. For a minute I thought I might suffocate. Just as I caught my breath Monica wrapped both hands around my member and used it to yanked my ass off the mattress. My senses were full as she continued. Depending on her position I alternated between smelling her ass odor and her sweet pussy juice. The crotch of her panties seemed to be getting wetter and wetter. When I could see something it was only the pink undies. Roughly she tortured my cock yanking and twisting on it as if it were a piece of rope. She paused only to squeeze my balls. Seemingly she knew just how hard to play without causing me to pass out. Her attention to my cock seemed like it lasted an hour or more when in reality it was just a few wonderful minutes. I wanted so bad to stick out my tongue and give her crotch a little lick but resisted the very strong temptation. Without warning her ass was suddenly removed from my face and Monica was straddling my hips. Carefully she pulled the crotch of the panties aside letting my cock in between her cunt lips without showing me her treasure. She growled huskily, "Bastard you have to earn the right to see or touch my pussy. Now fuck your mistress; give me your fucking seed! Wimp slide that thing deep inside of my twat you little prick." Hands still behind my head I thrust my hips against my daughter's tight pussy. We both groaned as she bottomed out on me. Furiously she began riding my pole with her boobs bouncing. I couldn't help but stare at them and whispered, "Oh my fucking gawd." "You want to play with and squeeze my boobies do you? Monica moaned as her pussy convulsed around my cock. "Fuck yes," I gasped. "Then beg you piece of shit," she smiled. "Oh my sweet Mistress Monica please, please let me touch your wonderful breasts. Please let me play with those sweet titties of yours. I am nothing but your undeserving servant." Evidently she heard enough groveling as she reached down and grabbed my wrist and lifted my hand to her swollen melon. After I lightly caressed both tits for a minute or so she took my other hand and allowed it into place on her boobs. As I squeezed and fondled her boobs Monica picked up her speed and reached down to her clit and frigged herself as she gave me the ride of my life. Her orbs felt so heavy in my hand as my blood began to boil. Monica was now lost in the sensations sweeping over our bodies. I felt her body shudder several times. Our hips were slamming together violently with each thrust of our bodies. My hands clasped her boobs probably harder then she would have allowed had she not been cumming then I yelled a warning, "Mistress I'm gonna fucking cum!" "Oh yes daddy, cum in your bitch girl's cunt! Fill me up with your seed right fucking now!" Ropes of semen began filling her pussy as I shot load after load of spunk inside of her. Monica was gasping as her body convulsed one last time and my hands fell in total exhaustion from her chest. Calmly she slipped off of me and proceeded to get dressed. I watched this beautiful woman utterly transfixed in the knowledge that she was my daughter but also now my mistress. I was snapped out of my reverie by Monica demanding, "Well slave that is all for now. Get dressed and get your ass out of my room." Hurriedly I threw my clothes on and ran out of there like a scared puppy. Ten minutes later we passed in the hallway and it was as if nothing had happened. Testing our new relationship I asked her if she had done the dishes yet. She told me that she hadn't but promised to go do them in an hour or so if that was ok; I agreed. I was half dozing on the couch as my daughter obediently did the dishes. Then her voice rang out asking me to come to the kitchen for a second. Groggily I got up and went to see what she needed, not even thinking of anything sexual. She had changed out of her pants into a skirt which struck me as odd until she spoke. "On your knees slave and worship my body," she demanded. "Yes, mistress," I obediently replied as I scrambled to the floor. There was nothing saying that she couldn't be my responsible daughter at the same time she had fun being my mistress. I placed my hands on my knees waiting for her next instruction. "You are such a wimp! Get over here and pull my panties off of my ass and show me how much you love my ass with your mouth and hands. I mean right now!" I scurried over and lifted up her skirt as she continued washing the dishes. I yanked down her panties but she was quick to stop my progress as soon as both of her full round ass cheeks were uncovered. Monica pushed her ass back toward my face a few inches causing the cheeks to part showing off her entire crack. I gulped hard and gingerly lifted my hands to her beautiful rump. However, it didn't take long for me to get into it as my hands were soon kneading and mauling her ass flesh. My tongue worked systematically over the entire surface before exploring her crack. Pulling her cheeks far apart I tongue fucked my baby girl's ass hole earnestly. It wasn't long before I didn't hear the splash of water as she had grabbed the counter and forgot about the dishes. I moaned, "Thank you for allowing me to touch your ass mistress." "Shut up and lick out my asshole fuck head," she snarled as she lifted up her foot and kicked with her heel in my balls. Her touch was the perfect mix of pain and pleasure and I moaned my approval. She ground her ass in my face as she approached orgasm kicking me a couple of more times. When she had filled the room with the smell of cunt juice she pulled back up her panties and brushed me away like a disposable toy and finished the dishes. Later that afternoon she had me kiss and rub her feet while she read a book. I still hadn't seen her pussy; the honey pot I craved most of all. Then she crushed my spirit by telling me she had a date that night and she would be back late. I was disappointed as my wife and mother would be out for the evening and wouldn't get back until well after midnight. It would have been the perfect time to do my mistress's bidding. I was happy when she had me brush her hair and roll on her deodorant as at least I got to touch her. Little did I know what she had in store for me. Taking advantage of the empty house I went to bed early to get a good night's sleep after the tiring day I had. I was awaken by the feeling of cloth rubbing across my face and the smell of pussy honey. Opening my eyes I could see it was the same pair of panties that I had found and sniffed on the hamper a few hours earlier. I blinked my eyes several times attempting to focus on what was happening. Looking up I saw Monica standing there naked from the waist up seductively demanding, Slave, get your fucking ass up and get it to my room. You have 45 seconds to move your wimpy ass body from here to my bed." In a flash she was gone. For a moment I wondered if I was dreaming before looking over at the clock and discovering it was just after 11:00. I wondered what she was doing home so early. Later she would explain that she had told her date that she needed to be back early but assured him that it would still be a nice evening. Scampering out of bed I rubbed the sleep from my eyes as I ran out of the room and down the hall. Monica had the light on in her room and was lying on her back on the bed playing with her boobs. A devilish smile crossed her lips as she said, "I had a great time tonight. Fred was a great fuck. He laid me over the hood of his car and fucked the hell out of me. He must have came gallons in my pussy and I saved it all for you." I walked closer to her and stood at the end of the bed. I stammered out, "I'm glad you had fun Monica." "My fun is just beginning! Now take off my panties and eat the special cream pie I prepared just for you slave." I was apprehensive never having eaten another man's cum from a pussy before. Figuring the overall reward was worth trying something that might be disgusting I sat down beside her and pulled down my daughter's panties. The crotch was soaked with their combined juices. She raised her thighs so that the remaining juices wouldn't leak out. And, there it was her perfect pussy; it was beautiful a thick forest of wet matted brown hair with a long pink gash running down the middle. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I thought I might have a heart attack. Gently I climbed between her long legs. Timidly I kissed each of her thighs just below her pussy. She would have none of that as she grabbed my hair and shoved my face right into her steamy twat. Then Monica locked her legs around my back to hold me in place. She ordered, "Eat it; eat my pie you bastard. I want you to eat every damn drop!" Wrapping my arms around her thighs I dove in. I licked tentatively at first around her lips working up my courage to explore her depth. She moved her hips pushing her dripping snatch right against my lips and soon I was scooping her out like a starving man. To my surprise I loved the taste of cream pie. The sweet taste of her honey was dominant but seemed to be nicely accented by the salty taste of Fred's semen. It didn't take long before my daughter was bucking and grinding her hips against my mouth pouring out copious amounts of juices. Knowing I had gotten all of his spunk out of Monica I flicked my tongue across her clit and then sucked it between my lips she thrashed around as she came over and over again. Suddenly she smashed her thighs together pushing my head away from her honey pot. Obediently I rolled away and waited to see if she wanted anything else. She came over and lick the cum from my face asking, "Did you like your special cream pie?" "Oh yes Mistress I did and would be happy to repeat this anytime. But, ma'am I really need to cum myself; how about a blow job or fucking me?" I asked hoping for some kind of relief as my cock was throbbing. "No, I don't think so. A good slave has to earn the right to cum inside his mistress. However, I'll let you borrow these panties to sniff and you have my permission to jack off while playing with them. Now take them and go back to bed." She gave my cock a squeeze then slapped my ass before rolling onto her side to sleep. Naturally I did exactly what she suggested and came in no time at all. I stuffed the soaked panties under the mattress and went to sleep myself. Again I was awakened from a sound sleep. This time I felt a tongue flicking around my pee hole. I started to whisper Monica's name, having said the first two letters, before noticing that it was light outside and seeing my wife's shaved pussy. I quickly shifted and moaned, "Mother fuck; Glenda suck me babe; fuck yes." Panty Sniffer Ch. 01 We spent the next hour making wonderful love pleasing each other every way we could think of. Then she broke the news that this was the Saturday she had to go and work at the library rummage sale. I gave her round ass one last squeeze as we kissed. As she got dressed thoughts of our daughter's luscious body crept into my mind. As I got dressed I could hear the sound of the lawn mower running and knew that Monica was already doing her Saturday chores. So I went to the kitchen and got a drink and started on my 'honey do' list. I noticed that not only was Glenda missing but my mother was no where to be found. I concluded that she must have gone along to help Glenda. My attention was focused on tightening the wobbily table legs when I heard Monica come back in. She was wearing a skimpy halter top and tiny shorts that barely covered her rump. Instantly my erection returned. She walked right past me and began running the vacuum cleaner; the last chore assigned to her. Relatively sure that she would want to play after her chores were done I hurriedly finished my most important tasks making sure I was done before she was. I went to my room and grabbed the panties from under the mattress. Taking them into the front room I sat with them on my lap and waited for her. As she walked in I carefully said, "Monica here are the panties you lent me. Thanks for letting me borrow them." "Did you enjoy them?" As she asked the question she ripped the underwear from my lap and placed it out of my reach. She was standing over me, arms folded under her tits, glaring into my eyes. "Yes, mistress, I sure did. Thank you for sharing them with your undeserving father." I was more hopeful that play time was coming and my face blushed slightly. "Would you like a fresh sweaty and juicy pair to sniff?" She took a single step closer. "Oh yes ma'am more than you can imagine; I would like that very much," I was literally drooling. She crept even closer to my face. "Then take these shorts off of me and I'll let you sniff these while I am still wearing them. But, you know the price for sniffing my panties don't you wimp?" Her shorts were now less than six inches from my face and I could clearly already smell her womanhood. I reached to unfasten the button of her shorts as I replied to her. "Yes Mistress Monica I understand and I am such a fucking little wimp that I'd be happy and honored to serve as your sexual slave." She patted my head as if giving me the go ahead. I fumbled, at first, with her zipper as I pulled it down revealing a pair of jet black panties. I had to peel the shorts away from her panties as they were so tight being careful not to remove the undies too. After working the shorts down her legs I grabbed her hips and buried my face into the crotch of her bikini panties. She turned around a few seconds later and I burrowed into her ass cheeks. Her scents were absolutely magnificent! Then shoving me away she bellowed, "That is enough of that fuck head. From now on unless I tell you otherwise my slave is to be totally naked at all times when we are in this house alone. so strip!" As I threw off my clothes she took off her halter and I could see a few droplets of sweat still glistening on her melons. Once I had my trousers off she reached for them and pulled the belt out of them. Scurrying to my knees I sat down in front of her and haltingly said, "Yes mistress I wait to please and serve you." As I spoke a tiny droplet of pre-cum emerged from my cock. Seeing it Monica ran her index finger over it gently scooping it up. Then she commanded, "You disobedient little prick; how dare you start cumming until I allow it. Get yourself face down on this couch right fucking now. You will be punished this instant." We both knew, of course, that I couldn't help it as I was so turned on. I also knew that she was just looking for a reason to punish me. Taking my place on the couch I put my hands at my sides. My mistress had me grab the sides of my ass cheeks and pull them apart showing off my puckering hole. Smack, the first stroke of my own belt came down right in the middle of my ass. I heard a loud gulp come from her as she evidently liked swatting her dad's ass and liked the loud moan that came from me. She started swatting my ass over and over again with the belt. I lost count of her mighty strokes. The harder she spanked the louder I yelled. My ass felt like it was on fire and I was sure it was turning pink. Just guessing but she must of given me 25 strokes of the belt before stopping. Throwing my belt aside and lightly caressing my flaming ass she asked, "What do you have to say to your mistress Joe?" "Oh, Mistress Monica, thank you; oh gawd thank you," I moaned hoarsely. Her touch was tender now as she ran her hands all over my butt. One of her fingers worked up and down my ass crack until she found my ass hole. She stopped and circled my shit hole several times with the finger before pushing it in up to her knuckle. "Now that takes care of what needed to be done to your ass. Roll over and I'll give that cock the attention it deserves," she said calmly as she pulled her finger out of my ass hole. Rolling over my cock was at full alert as I wondered what was next and was turned on beyond belief. She teased me by running the tip of the belt over my stomach, balls, and cock. She smiled as she drew back the belt and brought it down hard stopping only an inch from my member. A second later she had her full lips wrapped around my pecker sucking it into her mouth. I watched as soon her head was bobbing up and down on my pole. She played with my balls as her sucking got harder and faster. Then pushing apart my legs she stuck a finger back in my bowels and finger fucked me. It wasn't long before I was shooting my spunk into a woman's throat for a second time that day. Monica was happy with a taste as she sucked me until I was limp. "I bet you'll really want to get these panties off of my hamper as they are full of my cum," she said getting up and walking away. About an hour and a half later , having time for my cock to recover, I was sitting nude on the couch watching TV when my daughter came over and took off her panties and mounted my cock without any foreplay. As soon as we both came she dismounted me and put the undies back on. But, she wasn't quite finished. After getting a snack and a drink she laid on the floor and ordered me to eat my own cream pie. There was no hesitation on my part this time as I dove right into this tasty treat. She let herself go and squealed in joy as she came in wave after wave. Looking at the time she allowed me to get dressed. We still get together at every opportunity. Monica has tested my obedience a few times just to see if I would do whatever she demanded. She made me drink a glass of her urine and wipe her after she pissed among other things. She has never made me do these things a second time as they are just tests. As a result Monica knows whatever Monica wants Monica gets. She has violated our original agreement in one way as she sometimes makes me do things when my wife and mother are home and could catch us. Like a couple of weeks ago she wore a skirt and no panties to dinner and made me frig her clit while we all ate. Then there was the night when Glenda was playing a game on the computer in the very next room when Monica gave me a blow job. This story is to be continued. . . Panty Sniffer Ch. 02 Note: The story below deals with that for which I crave most of all a woman to totally dominate me sexually. The philosophy of the story is let me sniff your panties and I'll be your virtual slave in bed. I am submitting this in incest as it is all in the family but could easily fit into fetish or bdsm categories. Readers may want to read the first chapter to see how I ended up with my daughter as my mistress to better understand what happens in this chapter. * My biggest shock of this whole experience came only a week after I became my daughter's dutiful sexual slave. We had finally done just about everything possible in one hot passionate session. I was laying with my head on her chest gently suckling her boobies when she reached into her nightstand and pulled out the pair of pink panties she had originally caught me sniffing in the bathroom. "Do these panties look familiar, daddy?" She held them up to my nose and I could smell the cunt honey and see the large pussy stain. "Of course, they smell absolutely fantastic. That is one sweet pussy that made them smell so fucking sweet," I replied almost purring. She smiled broadly and cooed back, "Well, daddy it wasn't my pussy that made them smell so good. These are grandma's panties. That is right your own mother has the sweet pussy that makes you drool. Go ahead sniff them again. Come on my wimp slave inhale deeply that sweet smell." I damn near got up and ran. I know that I should of but Monica seemed to have a power over me. So, meekly I inhaled the crotch odor of my own mom's panties. The scent did turn me on. Monica placed my hand on my cock and motioned for me to rub myself. She whispered, "If my father can turn me on, why shouldn't your mom turn you on. That's right make yourself cum thinking of your mom's pussy." Monica caressed me as I rubbed myself. It was amazing soon I was rubbing myself harder and harder and thoughts of my mother began filling my head wondering what it would really be like to lick her pussy. I almost called out her name, Wanda, as I got close to cumming. The next thing I knew I shot a load of my spunk onto Monica's stomach. "Why did you make me do that, Monica?" Feelings of guilt washed over me. I hadn't flogged myself thinking of my mother since I was a teenager. The guilt was more intense not only because I jacked off thinking of mom in front of my daughter but because a part of me really wanted to make love to my mom. "Well, the cum you just sprayed all over me seems to prove that you want to fuck her. I know that you are laying there thinking of what it would be like to bury your face between her legs and lick up her hot sweet honey. Then you want to pound your cock into the pussy you came out of, don't you?" Her tone was sinister as she played with my balls and rubbed the panty crotch against my nose again. "Oh gawd I am so turned on but I couldn't actually do it. You're making me so hot!" I tried to stay noncommittal in my response but it was obvious that I was consumed with lust for not only Monica but also my own mother. "The fuck you can't and I'm gonna prove it to you bastard. These panties are my souvenir. I want you to go to grandma's room and get yourself a pair of dirty panties and lie on her bed and sniff them until I come and get you." I couldn't believe what had just come out of her mouth. Thoughts swirled in my head. Not only did she keep a pair of panties from her grandmother as a keep sake but was ordering me to get my own pair to sniff. I wondered why she needed a keepsake. But, the frightening part was having to lay on my mom's bed. I knew that she was due home in less than an hour. Trembling I gave my mistress a kiss and caressed her tits and got up. I headed straight for my mom's hamper. Rummaging through I found three pairs of soiled panties. Looking them over I carefully made a selection. Since I was compelled to sniff a pair they might as well have the biggest cum stain and be the ones that smelled the best. I settled on a pair bright purple cotton bikini panties. My nose didn't even have to be close to appreciate my mom's personal scent and the stain was wide and ran the entire length of the crotch panel. Remembering Monica's direction I reluctantly climbed on to my mother's bed and brought the sexy garment up to my face. Monica peaked in the door, fully dressed, and said, "That's a good wimp." "May I get up now mistress?" I asked ready to spring out of the bed and run to my own room with the sensual garment. "No, I don't think so. You haven't had a chance to fantasize about your mom yet. I'm going to water the yard like I'm supposed to. I'll be back in a while. So, sniff those panties and think of kissing your mom's big ass and sticking your tongue in her shittie depths. Then perhaps you would lick and suck her hairy pussy and drink up all of her hot sweet juices. Then you'd suck those big melons of hers into your mouth while she flicked your cock against her clit before pulling it inside of her tight pussy. Imagine pounding in and out of her pussy so hard that you make the bed springs squeak and your mother beg for more. You want to fuck the very pussy you came out of so bad, don't you?" She painted a very erotic picture. I looked up to answer and she was gone. I laid the cum stained panties across my nose and began playing with my cock and balls with both hands. I was taking my time to enjoy the sensations thinking that I had a half an hour to get off. I could easily picture everything Monica said and closed my eyes to see it all. My guilt at using my mom's panties and bed was fast being replaced by lust. In my mind I could see her grind her ass or tits in my face. I had just started to moan when something felt different. I heard a drawer open. Snap, the whip cracked knocking the panties off of my face. I laid there afraid to move. Slowly I opened my eyes expecting to see Monica. But, there was my mother standing there with a long whip in her hand. She had it raised up ready to strike me again. Her dominating presence turned me into a blabbering wimp trying to speak but unable to get out a single word. An odd grin spread across her face." So Joey what the fuck are you doing jacking off with my panties in my bed. You must want to fuck me but are too much of a light weight to just grab me kiss me and tell me what you want. That means you are nothing but a submissive twit; is that right? My mom was practically yelling. "Um, mom I don't know what you mean," I responded knowing what I thought she was getting at. "You are still my son and I can still spank your ass. You surely deserve a spanking for using my bed to play with yourself. So, Joey roll over and take your punishment," she ordered. I obeyed without delay. Smack, smack smack the whip connected with my ass as she continued giving me my 20 lashes her voice softened, "You have always had a pretty ass fuck head. So, you like sniffing my panties and want to fuck me? Well, asshole I'm no longer your mother when we are alone. I am Queen Wanda and you will treat me like a queen and do everything I tell you. You are a piece of shit whose job it is to make me cum anytime day or night. I couldn't believe it here I was again being told that I was about to become an incestuous sexual servant for the second time in just over a week. I wondered if Monica had put my mom up to this and if they were doing anything together. More importantly, I wondered if my wife knew anything about what her mother and daughter were doing. Another smack and my thoughts returned to my mother. I was relieved when she put the whip down as my ass was throbbing. So, are you ready fuckhead to be my submissive and do anything I tell you when we are alone?" I couldn't help myself as I was on sexual fire. I wanted my mom more even than I had wanted Monica. I turned my head to see her caress her boobs through her blouse and weakly answered, Yes mom." She picked up the whip and slammed it on my ass and yelling asked, "Yes who?" "Yes Queen Wanda I'll do whatever you desire. I am not worthy of you but will do my best to become worthy," I whispered. I hoped my statement was humble enough as I wanted her to show me what she wanted me to do with her. My eyes popped open wide when she pulled her blouse off and then freed her monster tits from her bra. Wanda walked over to her dresser and pulled something out. I couldn't tell what it was from my angle. Then I saw her pants and undies fall to the floor. After a minute or so she came back over. I gasped as I saw my mother sporting a ten inch black strap-on dildo. Clearing my throat I exclaimed, "Oh my fucking gawd mom, ah, Queen Wanda!" Caressing the fake cock my mother walked over to me and handed me a tube of sexual lubricant. Knowing what she wanted to do I squeezed an ample quantity from the tube and thoroughly greased her member down. Satisfied with my job she took the tube back and smeared my asshole with lube before signaling for me to get up on my knees. I could feel the pressure of her mighty plastic cock against my asshole as she pushed in. I groaned out loud when the head popped in and thought that it wouldn't be too bad after all. Then mom gave another push and I cried out in pain. She paused and then shoved it in deeper and deeper. Gradually my cries of pain were replaced by pure pleasure as I got used to that big cock. My ass rose up to meet each of her thrusts "Your heignness fuck me fuck my ass good," I pleaded. She was grunting with each thrust. My hands dug into the bed as my ball slapped against her thighs. As her speed picked up my mom slapped my ass cheeks over and over again. "No better way to make a fucking wimp mine than to fuck him up the ass. Now I own your ass Joey," she groaned huskily. After plunging in again all of the way she unfastened the dildo from its straps and left it in my ass hole. The next thing I knew she had rolled me onto my back and her hairy pussy was above my face. "Oh gawd my queen you sure are sexy," I didn't know what else to say. I felt I had to say something even if I came off like a wimp. Mom lowered her pussy closer and I could tell it was wet as it was glistening in the light of the room. She took my cock in her hand at first she examined it but then she twisted it and gave it a hard yank. "For a wimp you have a fucking nice cock. Had I known about how sexy it is and that you wanted me you would have been my slave long ago! Now eat me fucker!" With that she plopped her cunt into my face and swallowed half of my cock down her throat. Two more sucks and her lips were down to my balls. Her mouth was like a machine working over my manhood. She rapid fire fucked my cock with her mouth while her cheeks became hollowed out from the sucking she was doing. Her tongue masterfully slid around my member tickling and teasing it, especially my piss hole and the underside of my cock head. Sweet juices covered my face as her pubic hair rested on my chin. I did my best to make her cum. I licked and sucked all over her pussy with a fury seldom seen. Of course, I paid special attention to her hard little clit causing her to moan very loudly. The more I kissed and licked the more cream flowed from her special hole. As my mouth gave her twat a workout I used my hands to work on her big ass; kneading and playing with it. Mom had the biggest ass of the three women in my life and I was truly enjoying the opportunity to finally squeeze and fondle it. It wasn't long before I was wrapping my hands around her plump ass for dear life as I sprayed my mom's throat with my cum. This only made her suck harder. Then I felt the familiar shudder and knew that she was cumming. Large amounts of her juices now flooded my face as she shuddered in wave after wave of orgasm. I ate her as fast as I could not wanting to let any escape. This continued until she had sucked me until my cock became limp. She dropped my cock and sat upright on my face. Wanda just sat there doing nothing for over a minute recovering from having a sixty nine with her own son. I laid there still unsure of what to do, if anything. My mother exhaled deeply and then pulled herself off of me. Picking up the whip again she popped it across my stomach and snapped, "Now get the fuck out of here and don't you dare tell a fucking sole that you were put on this earth to serve your queen." Scampering to my room to get dressed I felt very lucky when I heard the back door to the house open only a minute later. I heard Monica holler out. Her grandmother and I replied at the same time that we would be out in a minute. Most of the rest of the day went normally as both women were always around. They both, however, pulled me aside for quick moments of fun and danger. Monica found me in the bathroom putting on sun screen and ordered me to my knees to eat her pussy through her panties. To my amazement she came in only a couple of minutes; maybe it was the thrill of the possibility of being caught. Wanda just minutes later yanked me into her bedroom as I passed by and lifted up her blouse and let me suck her tits for the first time. I was very nervous about their attentions as after all Glenda could come home anytime and catch one of them. I didn't think I could explain that to her. When I went to bed that night I felt like I was in a sanctuary as the only woman who would want me to do anything sexual was my wife and any love making would most likely be tender. Glenda was very horny that night and we had wonderful sex. She was all over me; nibbling and sucking everywhere she could think of. Our bodies flew all over our bed. When we finished I figured that I would have no trouble falling to sleep. For her part, Glenda was out like a light in just a couple of minutes. Not wanting to disturb her I threw on my robe and laid on the living room couch watching television. A Couple hours later I was still laying there beginning to doze. I was thinking I should go back to bed when I heard a door down the hall open. From where I was I could hear footsteps to the kitchen and a drink being poured. The footsteps started up again and then suddenly stopped in the living room. Silence filled the room as I assume that whoever stood there was trying to figure out who was on the couch. The steps started up once again but were getting closer to me instead of heading back to the bedrooms. Playing it cool I laid there perfectly still just waiting to see what was in store for me in the wee hours of the morning. Suddenly I heard the rustle of cloth only a couple of feet away from me. A hand grabbed the back of my head and lifted it up. The next thing I knew my face was being smothered in soft flesh. Then I felt a large nipple glide across my lips as the big boobs were rubbed and ground against my entire face. A voice whispered, "It has been about40 years since the last time but baby it is time for your 3:00 feeding. Now, get to work sucking on mommy's boobies." Not able to speak I opened my mouth and let my tongue slide over her soft surface. She was still rubbing them hard against me as I licked and bit and tried to suck on them. Finally I caught a nipple in my mouth and sucked it as hard as I could. Her reaction was to shove it further in. Taking a gamble I reached out and ran a hand up her leg until I got to her pussy. At first I played with her hair and protruding lips. When she had no adverse reaction I moved on to her clit and gently ran my finger all over it. My queen moaned out loud and shoved her other boob into my mouth and gasped, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming." Juices flowed out of her cunt covering my hand as she let my head fall from her grip and back onto the couch. She put my wet hand to my mouth and watched me suck her honey from my fingers. She looked over at my erection as I told her, "Queen Wanda thank you for letting me suck your unbelievably fabulous tits; it was fucking fantastic!" "You're not done yet! Get down here and get that gawd damn cock of yours inside of my pussy right now and fill your mother with your sticky seed." There she was on the floor a couple of feet away on all fours wagging her ass at me. As soon as I got between her legs she grabbed my cock and pulled it toward her entrance. I gently pushed my cock head inside but she would have none of that as she shoved herself against my cock and swallowed me up in one stroke. She pulled my hands off of her hips and roughly placed them on her dangling tits. Her cunt was tighter than I expected as my cock became engulfed I moaned out, "Oh Queen Wanda; holy shit I can't believe this!" "I don't give a shit whether you believe it or not. Just get busy and fuck me hard and give me your cum bastard; come on and fill my pussy up," she groaned as she arched her back smacking her clit toward my balls. I smashed my hands into her tit flesh as I pounded her twat in a fury. Sweat was now pouring from me as I groaned louder and louder. I wanted to play with her ass but figured that I had better not. It wasn't long before I felt her shudder over and over and slam back against me so hard that it sounded like someone was being spanked when our bodies met. Gritting my teeth and holding onto her tits for dear life I flooded her pussy with my spunk. I held myself inside of her as I panted trying to get my breath back but it wasn't long before my tired cock simply slid out of her hot pussy. Crawling away my mother grabbed her clothes and saying nothing put back on her nightie and walked to her room. I was totally worn out now and quietly snuck back to bed with Glenda and fell asleep in minutes and had to be shaken awake in the morning by my wife. That was just the beginning of my adventures with these three ladies. Since then my two mistresses have figured out new ways of having me sexually serve them. The difficult part is that Glenda hasn't slowed down in her desire for sex. About a month ago I was able to convince both my daughter and mother that we should let me be in charge once every couple of weeks leaving me as the master and also have mutual sex from time to time as well. While serving my mistresses is still my top priority with them switching and mutual exploration seems to keep things fresh. Even when we switch there are subtle reminders that in reality they are in charge and can take back control if I step out of line. Over the last couple of months they have gotten bolder and I worry about being caught by Glenda. Both of them are wearing more revealing night gowns. Not to be outdone Glenda seems to have picked up on their attire and is also dressing more skimpy. I walk around late in the evening with a constant hard-on. A couple of weeks ago Wanda and I were running an errand and as she stopped at a traffic light she reached under her skirt and pulled off her panties and told me to sniff them as we drove. I was glad the streets were mostly deserted especially when she told me to pull out my cock and make myself cum. Furiously I rubbed myself as I sniffed the damp crotch of my mother's panties. I wanted to cum as fast as possible before I was spotted. Mom had one eye on the road and one eye on me. It didn't take long for my cock to erupt like a large fountain spraying all over my lap. Monica tends to tease me more like intentionally sticking her ass in my face as she walks by me with the other two women in the room. I still wonder if Monica and Wanda know about each other and if they will ever get together and make me do things to both of them at once. Of course, my big fear is that Glenda will find out. But, Glenda finding out also excites me as maybe she would be into threesomes or even foursomes. I don't think Monica and Wanda know about each other's involvement with me but I do still wonder if there is something going on between the two of them. Especially after what I saw last night as I caught them kissing in my mother's bedroom doorway. It wasn't a platonic grandmotherly kiss as they were rubbing their hands over each other's asses. Panty Sniffer Ch. 02 "Hey guys can I have a hug, too?" I asked the question trying to sound innocent. They jumped away from each other as if an electric shock had gone through their bodies. With their faces turned crimson Monica turned toward me first holding out her arms which I fell into. I ran my hands down her back and lightly caressed her butt not hiding this small bit of affection from my mother. Softly Monica whispered, "Daddy, meet me in my room at 2:00 tonight and you can have switch night with me." Then turning to Wanda I hugged her just as I had her granddaughter but squeezed her ass harder. My mother practically tongued my ear as she cooed, "Monica and Glenda are going to the store in awhile. As soon as they leave I want your tongue in my asshole quickly followed by you giving my shittie depths the fucking of their life. Do you understand me wimp?" I understood all too well and had the time of my life with both of them. Of course, Glenda seemed hotter than usual as she was all over me as soon as we got in bed. I honestly don't know what is in store for me next but I am sure having fun and hope my cock can hold out. What a wonderful life it is.