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                             CHAPTER 2
                     WASHING CINDY'S UNDIES

    If,  when Cindy  got home from her 7th grade class, I  had
washed and hung her giant undies correctly, she would go into her
bedroom, and play with her dolls. Usually she was only dressed in
her pink nylon panties, half-slip, and matching bra. If I got off
work before Barbara, I would go in her bedroom wearing only my
little-boy type white cotton briefs and ask her if she would be my
"big, strong, horsy" and pick me up on her back and carry me
around. I got so excited when she would play this game with me,
because at 6' 9" tall, and weighing over 260 pound, my Amazonic
daughter could have easily crushed the life out of my puny weak
body.
    At only twelve years old, she was much to young to ever
imagine the sexual thrill I was getting, riding high on her back
while she wore only her bra, nylon panties, and slip. But my
ultimate thrill was when she would lift me on her back and slide
me down so that my upper body was completely inside of her half-
slip and I was seated inside the back of her panties. She made sure
to wear oversized panties so I could fit inside of them along with
her. She would stick my legs out through the insides of the leg
holes. Sitting deep inside her panties this way, my little erect penis
was sticking inside of her ass checks; checks that were so deep that
my 3" penis was lost inside her. She liked me to ride inside of her
panties, because this way her hands were free to play with her
dolls. With my penis sliding in and out of her giant ass cheeks and
my little butt rubbing against the silky smoothness of her panties
and half-slip, I would hold on to the back her strong bra straps as
she carried me around her bedroom for what seemed like hours. It
wasn't till latter in life that she realized that "Her little panty riding
cowboy", as I liked her to call me then, was just using her for my
sexual fantasies about big girls.



                               CHAPTER 3
                            DADDY GETS CAUGHT


    One day my wife, Barbara, came home from work early.
She walked upstairs saw me through the slit in Cindy's bedroom
door, Barbara could hardly believe her eyes. There I stood on a
stool, going through Cindy's underwear drawer.  I was dressed in
only my little cotton briefs and was holding one of Cindy's  extra-
large size 62 nylon panties up to my chest. It was more than twice
the size of my chest. Without me noticing, Barbara watched as I
took off my cotton briefs and put on Cindy's  giant silky panties.
Barbara had to laugh, because her daughter's mammoth panties
literally dwarfed me and I looked more like a 6 year old little boy
in his mother's bedroom wearing her giant silk panties than a
normal 44 year old grown man. I had never realized just how big
Cindy had grown, until I saw how her panties virtually dwarfed
me.
    Holding Cindy's tent-like panties up with one of my hands,
I found a clothespin. I then bunched up the elastic top in front and
pinned the excess material so it would stay up on it's own. I stood
at her bedroom mirror and played with myself though her giant
pink, silk panties.
    Then, standing on my tiptoes on the stool back at her
underwear drawer, I frantically started throwing my teenage
daughter's giant nylon panties, bras, and girdles all over the floor
until I found one of her largest, nylon half-slips. The sheer amount
of her undies that I had been throwing on the floor nearly covered
me all the way up to my head. Buried in this silken pile, I then
rubbed the slip's silky softness all over my tiny little body.
       Now there are half-slips and there are half-slips. Hers
was so large that when I held it up in front of me it reached from
the top of my head all the way down to the floor. I then stepped
inside and pulled it up over my head until it completely covered
my tiny body from head to toe.
    My wife Barbara, could tell that from the sounds and
shaking that was going on inside Cindy's gigantic, half-slip, it was
very apparent that I was continuing to play with myself. And after
a few minutes, she could hear me let out a  muffled scream as I
shot a small stream of cum through her daughter's panties; staining
the outside of her giant half-slip.
    Having fun in her daughter's silky underthings was one
thing, but cuming in them is quite a different matter. Barbara was
pissed and I was going to pay for it.
    Being completely incased in this nylon tent, I couldn't see
anything. This gave her an opportunity to  lurch into the room and
pick me up still fully inside her gigantic nylon half-slip.
    "Hey!" I screamed as she carried me like a sack of potatoes
over her shoulder. "Put me down this instant."
    "Billy," she purred as she carefully laid me on her bed.
"You've been a very bad little baby, what with cumming inside of
our daughter's panties and slip as well as throwing all her pretty
undies all over the place. You've made such a mess, and you will
have to be punished for it"
    She put one of her strong hands at the top of the slip and
the other at the bottom. She bunched up the material at both ends
and held me captive in side Cindy's extra-large half-slip.
    "Stop your useless squirming," she purred. "Mommy will
let her little baby boy out when she's finished with her punishment.
    Gathering up both ends of the large half-slip, she tied both
ends with two of Cindy's hair ribbons and laughed as I squirmed in
vane.
    Leaving me inside the giant, silky prison, she took off her
cotton plaid dress and nylon blouse and went, dressed only in her
silkiest, pink panties, matching half-slip, and bra, to her bathroom.
By then I was crying as I tried in vane to escape. Inside the
bathroom, she raised up her slip, pulled her panties down over her
knees, and sat down on the toilet.
    "Please let me out," I cried. All I heard in return was the
gushing sound of gallons of pee splashing in the toilet.
    She only laughed as she sat there and watched her little
baby boy squirm.





                               CHAPTER 4
                        DADDY MUST BE PUNISHED

    After what seemed like many hours, Barbara came back
into her bedroom and untied one of the ends of Cindy's gigantic
half-slip that I had been held prisoner in. I was afraid to come out
of my silken prison, so Barbara just picked up the tied end and
shook me out. Still wearing Cindy's size 62 nylon panties, I lay in
a ball on Barbara's bed looking up at my mammoth wife as she
stared down at me.
    She reached down and easily pick me up in her arms. She
carried me into the bathroom and set me on her lap. She lifted up
her half-slip to take a piss. She intentionally didn't pull her panties
down this time, so they were soaked with her pungent urine.
    "Does my little Billy want to clean the crotch of Mommy's
big panties?" She said as she lifted me off her lap and put me on
the bathroom floor on my knees.
    God, I felt so weak and insignificant kneeling in front of
her. Cindy's giant panties that I was wearing were hanging way
down in front of me; almost touching the floor. She spread her
powerful legs further apart as I crawled closer to her.
     "Now stick your head up inside Mommy's half-slip and
lick the urine off my panties", she commanded.
     Shaking all over, I obeyed. First my head disappeared
inside her slip; then my shoulders; and finally, all that could be
seen was my tiny, panty clad butt sticking out from inside of her
slip.
    "Now Billy, I want you to clean every bit of urine off
Mommy's crotch or Mommy crush your puny head and chest
between her massive thighs," she yelled as  she garbed the back of
my head from outside her half-slip and slammed it up against her
soaking crotch. My lips were sucking on the crotch of her wet
panties. My lips were licking the length of her crotch.
    "Swallow all my pee, you little bastard. Suck my panties
harder.... LICK MY CROTCH!"
    As my open mouth was pressed against her soaking wet
crotch, she started to pee again.  She flooded my mouth with what
seemed like gallons of warm, pungent, urine. I started to choke,
but she held my head tightly against her silken crotch and made
me drink more and more of her 'golden shower'. Closing her
mighty thighs together, she crushed my head and chest until I
passed out; my mouth glued against her panty's soaked crotch. My
punishment was over.................. I thought.


                  To be continued ...................
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