Chapter 164: Pussy Cut-out

Surprisingly, I continued fucking Jane for more than an hour.

By the time I was done, Jane was a broken mess.

Her entire body was slick with sweat and her orgasms, along with dried up stains of my cum.

My daughter remained collapsed on the floor. Her breathing came in shallow, uneven gasps.

Although it had been a few hours since she had eaten, Jane felt her stomach bulge out. It was completely filled to the brim with her dad’s cum.

Her mouth had dried cum stains at the edges. And her eyes betrayed her exhaustion and excitement.

Finally, after so long of not being fucked her dad had used her pussy like the slut she was.

Recalling how much she had cum, Jane couldn’t help but let out a broken whimper.

After her dad had left, she slowly pulled herself from the sticky wet ground.

She glanced at the mess beneath her, then let out a shaky breath.

The fluids gathered on the ground made her pussy twitch in excitement as she recalled how erotic she had been with her dad just moments ago.

She felt she would need to take a shower, yet at the same time the perverted thought of having her dad’s warm cum stains still clinging to her body even while she worked was both arousing and alarming.

Nonetheless, Jane bit her red lips. She was seriously considering the thought in her mind and after some time of hesitation, she decided she was just going to change her clothes into something more sexy, more acceptable to her dad.

Something he could quickly fuck her in.

Jane knew the perfect cloth for the situation.

She walked over to her wardrobe and selected a blue tight short. It always hugged her bubble shaped butt perfectly.

Without hesitation, she took a scissor from her stack of items and turned the short towards the pussy area and cut out a piece of it.

Her actions were so meticulous that her mother and sisters would fail to notice it. In fact anyone will. Only when her father reached downwards will he notice the fact that there was a cutout that would perfectly fit his dick entering into her pussy.

Jane’s eyes were practically glowing at how good of an idea it was.

Just as she wore the shorts and noticed that the cutout perfectly outlined with her crotch, her eyes drifted to her remaining clothes.

Her jeans, and a few of her tight fitting sweatpants.

She felt that all of her clothes had to be like that. She needed to be ready to be fucked by her dad at any instant they get together.

Jane giggled, then quickly began stacking up clothes gathered together.

One after the other, she began cutting the pussy area of all the clothes.

While Jane was busy with this, Sophie had finally finished dressing in her new clothes.

Just as she came out she was startled to see her dad coming out of Jane’s room, his presence sudden and close in the hallway.

“dad?” She called out in surprise but quickly caught herself and glanced around suspiciously.

It would have been mortifying if anyone saw both of them talking so intimately.

Sophie didn’t feel there was anything wrong with it, but she understood that since her dad was married to her mother, there would likely be some problems with the situation.

“You’re done changing already?” I asked, my eyes scanning my daughter’s beautiful, and cute frame.

Sophie always seemed to exude a wave of innocence in whatever clothes she wore, the softness of her features and the way she held herself making even simple outfits look pure.

Just as before she wore something similar to before.

This time she wore a short pink skirt that hugged her ass, the fabric clinging to the full curve of her cheeks and ending high on her thighs.

“Give me a 360.” I said lightly, wanting to admire my youngest daughter some more.

Sophie felt a little shy at my words, heat rising in her face, but nonetheless still slowly turned around.

Her actions were filled with innocence and she kept glancing at the reaction in my eyes while she turned, small uncertain looks over her shoulder.

Her skirt fluttered a little and when she turned a little too fast it lifted upwards, displaying a quick, clear view of her pale white buttcheeks, soft and round and completely bare for that brief second before the fabric settled again.

“Hmmm? Let me see what panties you wore.” I said and Sophie turned even redder at the thought, her ears burning.

However without hesitation, she quickly reached downwards and pulled her skirt upwards, fingers trembling slightly as she held the hem.

Then, she revealed the panties she had underneath.

Her panties were dark green and it seemed to contain cute, flowery patterns scattered around, the soft fabric sitting modestly across her hips.

“Are these the only panties you have?” I asked curiously and Sophie nodded.

“I see. It seems we’ll have to go shop some more panties for you. I want my daughter to look as sexy as possible.”

“Thank you dad…” Sophie’s cheeks were red but she still replied nonetheless.

“You don’t like these type of panties?” She asked, glancing up towards me shyly.

“Mmm… they cover your pussy too much.” I said simply. The moment she heard my words Sophie gasped in shock, a small, sharp intake of breath.

She glanced down and realised that there seemed to be some truth to her father’s words.

Her pussy seemed completely covered, and there was no outline of her pussy lips in the slightest due to the fact that the panties didn’t tightly hug her frame, the material hanging loose and hiding every detail of her.

She usually thought her panties looked cute, but who would have guessed her dad didn’t like them as much as she thought he did?

Sophie felt embarrassed now looking at them.

Her cheeks flushed red and she wanted to remove them immediately, the fabric suddenly feeling wrong against her skin.

She glanced around and seeing that the hallway was silent she contemplated the thought for a second or two, heart pounding at the idea of walking around bare.

However just as she was about to go through with the decision and go about the remainder of her day, completely pantiless, her dad’s words brought her out of her thoughts.

“It’s fine. You can leave it like this for now.” I glanced at it for a moment then lingered for a few seconds, before reaching towards her panties, I hooked my thumb directly beneath her crotch area then snapped it in half.

The fabric gave with a soft, sudden tear, splitting cleanly under my touch.

“This is better.” I said, with a slow smile.

My daughter’s pussy was now exposed underneath her loose panties, the torn opening framing her bare folds, soft and pale and slightly parted from the movement.

The cooler air of the hallway brushed against her, making her shift her weight, thighs brushing together.

“You guys can continue cleaning. Tell your mom I’m going to buy a few snacks for you guys.”

“Really?” The moment she heard my words Sophie’s eyes lit up.

“Dad can I come with you?” She asked, her eyes practically glowing.

“Will your mom agree? I doubt your sisters will be comfortable too…” I muttered faintly.

In truth, my actual destination was the warehouse.

I planned to head over there to check in on Nicole.

Although Olivia had fed her, I hadn’t informed her to feed her today. It was already 3:00.

I figured that Olivia’s movements would be watched. There was no need risking her getting caught.

I was too lazy fighting the entire country by myself. I just wanted to spend time with my daughters and my many other women.

Which was why I wanted to head to the store and purchase some foodstuffs to take for her. After ensuring she was fed I planned to fuck her brains out before leaving.

“Dad? Pretty please?” Sophie used the cutest expression she could muster and asked in a shy and slightly pained tone.

“If you can convince your siblings to let you, then you can come.”

It wasn’t so bad. It would be nice driving around town with my daughter.

“Yahhhh” Sophie instantly thrust her fist in the air and quickly rushed out of my presence and into Jane’s room.

I decided to head to the parlor to wait for her a bit before knowing if I’d leave with her or just go along my previous plan of going alone.

…

Sophie barged into Jane’s room only to let out a startled cry when she noticed her sister cutting her own clothes with a scissors.

Thankfully, her startled cry made Jane toss the scissors to the floor, after she almost cut herself. She tossed the clothes to the floor too, the blue shorts and the half-cut jeans landing in a heap.

“What is wrong with you?” Jane glared angrily at her younger sister. She was furious due to how much her sister had startled her.

“Why are you naked?” Sophie stared at her sister’s chest and muttered, staring at her hard pink nipples, still stiff and dark from earlier.

“What does that have to do with you?” Jane folded her hands against her chest, covering her rock hard nipples and continued glaring at her sister.

She could feel her nipples poking into her hands as she hugged herself, the sensitive tips pressing insistently against her palms, and her cheeks couldn’t help but turn red as she recalled what she had been doing moments ago, the fullness still sitting heavy in her belly and the sticky remnants still clinging between her thighs.

She was relieved that her sister hadn’t precisely caught her. If it was Avery… Jane didn’t even know what she would have done.

“Uh… I came to ask if you could cover up work for me, dad plans to take me out.”

Sophie’s words were filled with innocence, and she didn’t notice the change in her sister’s expression the moment she finished speaking.

“Dad’s taking you out? To where?” Jane asked, staring intently at her sister.