My husband and I have been married for almost 15 years. He’s a really good man; respectful, loving and kind—including in bed, which had begun to bore me.

Once late in my pregnancy with our daughter, while having sex he asked if I thought the baby could feel it. I was immediately very turned on by the nastiness of the idea—he was instead concerned about being “proper” and he didn’t penetrate me with his penis for the rest of my pregnancy. When my daughter was a few months old, I was breastfeeding her in bed and my husband must have been unusually horny because he started grinding me from behind. I was super turned on and we ended up having sex with my daughter latched. I told him I was really into this afterward and he came up with some very scientific explanation about why my body would be responding as such. It was clear he was not into the taboo nature of the sex like I was. Still, we repeated this multiple times while my daughter was still breastfeeding and it’s one of the biggest reasons I continued as long as I did.

For a couple years our sex life went pretty stale , but one night I had the idea to shop online for panties in bed with him. He’s always been turned on by my panties and a little peek under my dress. While we were shopping I was talking a little dirty and stroking him with my left hand. It was fun and we did it again a few months later. Six months or so later I went shopping again with him in bed next to me and started stroking; he was hard and we were having fun when I got a terribly nasty idea to switch from buying panties for me to buying some for my daughter who had begun potty training recently. He immediately asked what I was doing when instead of adult panties we were now looking at adorable childish prints of Dora the explorer and Sophia the first; he caught my smirk and I asked him if he wanted me to stop…he said no but closed his eyes. I continued to stroke him while describing the details, little lace trim, a tiny pink bow, etc. he eventually came and I was quite pleased with myself that I got him to cum while being bad. We discussed afterwards how he wasn’t into kids (I knew this already) but how it was ok for me to feel turned on by him being naughty. He ensured I wasn’t into kids either (I may have more firmly denied it than is really truthful). In any case, this was deemed acceptable fun, and I sure was having fun.

When the panties came our daughter of course paraded them around the house as little kids are apt to do. Later while we were in bed and he was inside me I’d ask: “did you see how cute her little bottom was in those baby panties you picked out?” “did you notice the outline of her kitty today under those princess panties?” and so on. I don’t think he liked it at first, honestly I think he was upset with me that I wanted him to cum while I was saying such nasty things, but he fucked me perhaps a little harder than usual and I was very proud of myself. As she’s gotten older, we’ve pushed the limits more. Cute skirts at the park with panties on full display makes for nasty conversations at night about who else might have seen his little girl flashing her panty covered baby pussy. I started wearing more childish panties with cartoon prints and such and started calling myself his little girl. On more than one occasion I’ve sent pictures to him while he’s at work: just an innocent little girl sitting on mommy’s lap, oh what’s that, you can see little peeks of both our panties? Oops, a mistake ;)

I had teased him before by having him smell my panties before he could have sex with me; I’ve had him smell his little girl’s panties too in the last year or so. I’ve sniffed them too out of curiosity; they really don’t smell of much but that’s not the point. It turns me on so much to see my good and proper husband sniffing his little baby girl’s panties like a pervert. At this point, he’s come to like all of this too.

In the last two years, she has discovered her own body and will, from time to time, masturbate as any young child will do. We are rather liberal about this, so long as it’s at home without guests around, we aren’t going to say anything. We don’t want her to be ashamed of her body. My favorite is when we are all in the living room watching tv and she’s got her legs spread with her fingers under her panties and going at it. If my husband and I are seated next to each other I might rub his cock over his shorts, feeling him get hard to my touch (or is it the slightly obscene 8-year-old innocently pleasuring herself?). Once recently my husband and daughter were cuddling on the couch and she was at it again, legs spread, hand in panties. I placed a blanket over them “in case they were cold”. Later that night in bed I commented that with the blanket, I couldn’t tell if it was her hand or his that was stimulating her. He took a bit of offense and said of course it was hers. I know this, but oh how I love the thought of corrupting him even more and making him touch her.

Also recently, she was sick (poor thing) and fell asleep on the couch. We carried her up to bed and I commented on how cute she was completely passed out in her nightgown and sweet heart print panties. I got on my knees and started to suck him off while she was fast asleep but this was too much for him I guess; he said we should move to the bedroom and left. This is why I love him so much, I’ve turned him into a pervert who gets hard over his little girl, but he’s still moral enough to keep my dirtiest fantasies at bay. At least…for now.