Step-Daughter's intentional teasing

I've posted couple of instances that exemplified my ex step-daughter's teasing and the times she'd go a little beyond what one would call flirting. There is one thing that happened a good bit I hadn't mentioned. Her teasing included a thing that we both enjoyed and was relatively safe. Her panties.

Not long after the incident of her covering us with the blanket and using the side of my foot to make herself cum (the next afternoon when I'd gotten home in fact) I did a thing most kinky stepdad's have done. I retrieved the panties I knew she had worn night before. She was a bit of a messy girl when it came to her room and it was obvious when I went in, after she'd left that day. Per usual, stuff was laying around on her bedroom floor. There were the lovely sheer satin green panties she'd been wearing the night before.

I picked them up from the floor and checked the crotch. It was a little crusted over from her juices, now dried but still so aromatic. Taking them back to my room I smelled and licked the crotch as my cock hardened. I lay back on my bed and started jerking off, the whole while smelling her lovely cunt's aroma, tasting the left over evidence of her arousal from the night before.

I soon had them wrapped over my cock and was using them to jerk off, the head of my dick inside and bumping against the cotton gusset that had covered that adorable pussy. It wasn't long before my hot cum merged with the dried juices she'd left behind. They were relatively sheer and as I blew my load into them I could see the moisture oozing through. After my convulsions from cumming had subsided, I used the fabric to pull the remaining few drops of cum from my cock. Laying there I thought a lot about how nice it would have been to do the very same thing while she had them on. Imagining fucking her in doggy position with her panties pulled aside got my cock stiff again and I rubbed one more out into the fabric and watched my cum press through just a little more, thinking about how lovely that would have been in reality.

I guess the thought and imagery were as much a turn on as I could handle as her pretty green panties now had a much darker, totally saturated spot in the gusset. I knew she'd be home soon so I brought them back to her room. LOL, one thing I hadn't thought much about, as it was quite regular for me to pick up her floor and then when she got home remind her not to be such a messy thing and pick up after herself. I tossed the panties as well as a few other things onto the top of her hamper and went in to shower.

I had finished cleaning up and was dressed when I heard her come in. I got the the usual, "Hey Dad! I'm home", heard her back-pack hit the floor and a few minutes later the shower come on. I'd made my way to the living room and called to her. "Hey Kitten how was your day?" No issue hearing her reply as per usual the door was slightly ajar and I had a clear few to the shower doors and her naked body showering. She replied "Ugh...finals...hate em. I gotta hurry up though. Dance rehearsal is at 4:30." She finished quickly, pulled the towel from the rack and dried her body standing in the tub, wrapping herself as she stepped out. She knew full well I was getting a delightful show. Taking another towel off the shelf, she wrapped her shoulder length brunette hair and walked into her room.

As she went into her room I laughingly called out "Don't leave your shit all over the floor, I already picked up your mess once today." She was out of my line of sight but I heard her dresser drawers open and close, the rustle of fabric and her closet door bang shut. While she was dressing, she said "Thanks for picking up Mom is always such a bitch about it."

A few minutes later she came out in jeans and what I knew was one of her dance leotards on with a button down blouse over it, Her dance bag on her shoulder. Dropping her bag, she still had the one towel and was drying her hair a little more. This was common, always on the run, always popping in and running out. She grabbed her bag, tossed the towel to me as she came over kissed my cheek and said "I love you, I'll be home by 7:00. Put that in my hamper for me so mom doesn't get pissed" and headed out the back door and down the stairs.

Knowing her mom would be home from work soon I brought the towel to her room and put it on the hamper. For once,, the clothes she'd worn to school that day were on top of the hamper. Pants and blouse crumpled up under a pair of red panties and a matching bra. The bulk of the stuff was just tossed into the hamper but the panties were spread out fully and turned inside out, cotton gusset a little damp and creamy. Lord I wanted to use that pair as well because these were a a set I'd purchased for her at V.S. a few months back. That little trip was an adventure unto itself.

I didn't have time to do much more than toss the towel on the top as I heard her mom coming up the back stairs. When she came in I gave her a quick kiss and asked her how her day had gone, exchanged pleasantries and said R. had just left for dance rehearsal and would be home by 7:00. She said something about her being always on the run and she'd have to figure out dinner on her own as we were going out. I agreed and went to the table and finished up some things on my laptop as N got ready.

We got back from dinner about 7:45 and R was home. Her mom told her we'd already gone out to eat. R. was a little pouty and bitched that we'd not waited for her. Her Mom said, "We don't have time for your schedule and ours too." walking away, obviously a little annoyed. R flipped her off behind her back. I just cocked my head to one side and said "she'll catch that one of these days." R just laughed and went to her room. She came out a minute later saying, "shit, left my dance bag in the car. She grabbed my keys off the counter. I didn't think much of that at the time as I had keys for all of our vehicles on my key ring. I figured it out quickly the next morning.

We finished our evening with the usual banter between R and I and the usual snippiness between she and her mom. All went to bed and began the day the next morning as usual. N off to work , R to school about an hour later and my leaving right behind her. I unlocked my pick-up and climbed in. I knew immediately that R had not forgotten her dance bag the night before and why she'd grabbed my keys. There, draped over the lower part of the steering wheel were the red panties she'd worn the day before. I picked them up and of course gave them a obligatory sniff, I noticed that there was small piece of paper inside the gusset. I pulled it out. It was a note from my little tease of a step daughter. It was short and oh so sweet.

"I want these back because you gave them to me. I hope they're as sticky as the green ones, XOXO R." This became a regular occurrence. She knew full well what had been going on with my "picking up behind her." Right up until her mom and I split, even after N and I had moved to Nashville and she'd stayed behind to finish college. She'd come to visit and I'd find what she called her "little gifts for Dad" hidden in places she knew only I would be seeing them. Extended visits were the best as it was far more frequent. One pair had a note that said "Hope you give them back as tasty as the last ones" It went so far as my adding a reply note saying "We really should find out what things taste like first hand." Never got a full reply to that.