Chapter 168: Choosing Panties For my Daughter

The lemon green set still clung to Sophie’s skin as she turned again in front of the mirror, the thin straps cutting soft lines against her hips.

I watched the way the fabric sat perfectly against her delicate skin, the way it disappeared between her butt cheeks.

I stared at it for a moment and smiled faintly, impressed by how pretty my daughter looked.

I placed the remaining stacks of g-strings and thongs I had picked then informed her that she should try out the black one first.

Sophie nodded, her cheeks already flushed in excitement at how pretty she looked in the lingerie.

Her fingers shook a little when she hooked the lemon green straps of her panties and let the set slide down her legs.

They cool ac, blowing in from the side instantly seemed to rush up towards the parts of her body that had been previously covered, causing goosebumps to rise up through the entirety of her skin.

Sophie shivered a little, as she stepped out of the lemon green panties, then reached towards the table and picked up the black G-string.

It was almost nothing, just a small triangle of smooth fabric in front and a single thin string that would run between her cheeks.

Sophie caught herself staring at it for a moment longer , she couldnt help but glance at her dad to be sure.

Was this really a piece of underwear? She had never seen either of her sisters with something as unique as this.

Perhaps her dad bought this specifically for her?

Sophie couldnt help but feel warm internally as she stared at the g-string in her grasp.

A few seconds passed before she stepped into it carefully, drew it up her calves, then her thighs.

The string settled into the cleft of her ass and the triangle pressed lightly against her pussy.

Sophie noticed, from her reflection in the mirror that she seemed to exude a unique charm that was both alluring and unique at the same time.

In contrast to how she looked with the lingerie from before, she seemed even more beaitiful and almost completely naked dressed in this.

She turned a little, before eventually settling in place so her dad could admire how she looked with the g-string on.

The string disappeared completely between her cheeks, leaving her ass bare except for the narrow band at her hips.

She faced him again. The front panel sat snug against her slit, outlining the shape of her lips. Her nipples stayed hard due to the arousing situation.

The way her dad scanned every bit of her body as though he was drinking in the sight of her completely made her cheeks go red.

She shifted her weight and the string tugged between her cheeks with the movement.

"Wear the next one" I informed her, after I was done glancing at the black g-string she wore.

It wasnt bad. But it was far from making her as perfect as possible.

Sophie nodded, then peeled the black g-string down. It left a faint red line where the string had pressed.

She glanced at the stack of g-string panties and selected a red thong next.

I was thincker than the g-string at the front but still as minimal as possible, the lace edges was soft agains her skin as she pulled it slowly upwards until the fabric settled over her pussy and the thin sides rode high on her hips.

When she turned, the back strip sat between her asscheeks without vanishing completely.

She bent forward a little to adjust it and the thong pulled tighter against her.

With the red thong, I could notice my daughter’s arousal dampening the red string at a speed visible to the naked eyes.

She clearly found the entire situation arousing.

Sophie straightened and ran her hands down her sides.

The thong sat low enough that the top of her slit showed above the lace. She stayed like that for a moment, letting her dad look, before she reached for the next piece of clothing.

After noticing that the thong and g-string seemed to fit her perfectly. She reached for the micro-thong.

The micro thong was even more alluring. It was barely a string in front with the thinnest band possible.

She stepped into it and drew it up.

Unlike before where the fabric covered even a little bit of her skin, this time the fabric covered almost nothing.

Her pussy lips pressed against the thin panel on both sides.

The string behind her vanished the second she stood straight.

She turned in a slow circle. Every step made the micro string shift between her cheeks.

Her thighs brushed together and the front panel rubbed lightly against her clit with the motion.

She stopped facing him. The micro thong sat so low it looked like it might slip if she moved too fast.

Her pink hair fell over one shoulder as she looked down at herself, then back up at him.

Sophie no longer waited for her dad’s signal before changing into a new piece of clothing.

The white Brazilian panties came next.

It brought More coverage in the back than the thongs, but it was still high-cut on the sides.

She pulled it up her legs and the soft fabric hugged her ass without disappearing between her cheeks.

The front sat neatly over her pussy, the edges smooth against her hips.

She turned so her dad could see both sides of her new underwear. The Brazilian framed her ass and left the lower curve bare.

She shifted again and the fabric moved with her, pressing lightly between her lips each time her thighs touched.

Sophie took it off and reached for the last one in the stack.

The black crotchless thong. It was the one I had liked the moment I noticed it among the stack of clothes.

I figured it would fit my daughter perfectly.

It was nice she was trying it on last.

She stepped into the straps and drew them up.

This time, it was even more arousing that I felt like pounding into her right there and then.

There was no fabric over her pussy at all. The thin sides and the string between her cheeks were all that held the fabric in place.

Cool air touched her bare slit the moment it settled.

She turned so I could see the front first, then the back.

The string ran deep between her cheeks, then continued as nothing covered her crotc.

Sophie felt that rather than having her panties snapped in half like it was moments ago, this was the perfect free-use panties.

If she wore this, she felt her dad could fuck her at anymomoent he got.

The thought of pleasing her dad made her appear flushed in embarrassment.

She stood still, legs slightly apart, the crotchless thong framing her completely.

"Dad?" She called out softly.

"I think I like this best," Sophie’s voice was light and innocent as she bent to reveal the pussy cutout which displayed her soaking wet, pussy lips.

"What do you think of it?" She asked curiously, waiting for her dad’s reply before settling on a choice.

Glancing at how perfectly it fit her, I smiled, then replied evenly.

"It’s perfect."