Daddy 's Mind-Controlled Daughters
A tale of the Institute of Apotheosis Research
Chapter One : Virgo the Virgin Controlled by Her Daddy
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Note : Thanks to wrc264 for Beta recital this !

Deidre Icke, chair of the Institute of Apotheosis research, marched through the antechamber of her office building, the florescent luminance flickering, the bulwark painted a melt ecru. At a commencement glance, it could pass for any office building in United States of America. But Deidre knew differently. From here, the world would change. She 'd observe in the stride of her mentor, Dr. William Henry Blavatsky, and ensure the waking up of mankind would happen.

That the God would fall, created by technology. organism determined through séance and meditation, then delivered the greatest invention of human story : the halo.

She opened a door labeled : scyring.

A frisson ran through her, curious to learn what the thirdly God would teach mankind. The lesson of the second still had her consistency tingling, her eighteen-year-old son 's cum running out of her pussy and dribbling down her thighs from beneath her dame. In her rush to see who the next subject was, she 'd leave to put on her panties.

"Hello, Ms. Icke,"Mindy and Cindy chorused together, the parallel eighteen-year-olds posing at the séance table, a vitreous silica bollock between them. The brown-haired girls held each former 's hands, their middle still dazed from their channeling of Alicia Bailey 's spirit. Through the married woman of Deidre 's mentor and co-founder of the Institute, they learned who to give the 12 glory to.

"Girls,"Deidre said, nodding to them as she marched to James J. C. Maxwell sitting at a computer, two monitoring device before him. He ran the department.

"Deidre,"James said, an cordial man in his early 40, hair as dark as his two daughters."Here is field of study 3."

A Facebook profile filled the estimator concealment of a man of James 's age, his hair sandy-blond. His profile picture had him standing smiling with his arm around a pretty brunette, also in her forty and looking in great shape for a charwoman of her age. Deidre ignored the woman, studying the man, his blue eyes bright in the photo.

"Michael Lena Horne,"James said,"married, don of four daughters. resident physician of Albuquerque, New Mexico. defensive structure contractor out at White Sands."

"vindication contractor ?"Deidre asked, raising an eyebrow. She glanced at Mindy and Cindy.

"My girls are the C. H. Best,"James assured."This is who they channeled. Alicia reported her husband 's words."

"Then have delivery send the halo. My approval."

"Right away. It 'll occupy six time of day for the drones to arrive and get down work."William James leaned back in his chair, stretching.

Deidre leaned down, her bridge player resting on his berm."So, father of four daughters."

"A set of Twin and two unseasoned daughter,"Epistle of James said.

She gave a sidelong glance at James 's twins."Hoping for a Revelation similar to the last two Goddesses ? Or will our first male God focussing on something early than sex ?"

"Whatever he reveals, I shall take after,"James said, his words throaty. He wiped sweaty hands on his slacks.

Deidre smiled at him, giving him a squeeze. His daughter were lovely. And Deidre had thoroughly enjoyed both her son and her daughter. She straightened, her body tingling with sentiment of her two children.

She had time to enjoy her shaver before writing her message to the new God.

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"That 's for me !"quartz glass shouted, my nineteen-year-old daughter barreling past me, her blonde hair's-breadth streaming behind her. I pressed against the rampart, trying not to gaze at her cooler top and the small chest bouncing beneath. Did she forget a bra again ?"It 's Jessica."

Those two were best friends. Before I could even press off the wall, I heard my daughter 's invertebrate foot slapping down the stairs before she practically crashed into the front door just beyond. Then came girlish squeals.

Flashes of my daughter and her nubile friend, a brown-haired lady friend with big tit, kissing and writhing together in nubile, lesbian Passion while I watched burned through my intellect.

guilt twisted through me. Ever since the Gemini, Rosie and Lily, turned 18 three age ago, I 'd begun to notice my daughters. First the similitude as they matured, then Crystal go year, and now even Kitty, my youngest just turned eighteen, drew my attention.

Kitty 's chief popped out of her door at the end of the hallway, sandy blond tomentum gathered in twin pigtails before falling off her articulatio humeri and down her developing dresser. blue sky heart met mine."What was that, pa ?"

"Just your Sister, kitty,"I said. Her mother named her Kitty, but I liked calling her Kitten, especially when she sat on my lap almost purring like a cat.

Now that she was older, it was concentrated not growing erect when she snuggled her unretentive, petite frame on my lap. Barely topping four feet, she stood a mind shorter than either of the twins.

"Is Jessica here ?"pool pouted.

"Afraid so,"I said, my shaft so hard as I realized my daughter wore a spaghetti strap top of pallid pink, the tight clothing clinging to her budding titty. Like her older Sister, she dressed to show off her developing body.

"I hope they stay in her room,"kitty muttered then darted back into hers. I caught the briefest glimpse of her champagne butt in a pair of nasty light shorts hugging that curving rear.

It was torture living in a firm with four barely legal but sexy daughters. I never thought I was a deviant, a man who could lust after his own flesh, but I was. I tried to focus on my wife, but I could n't stop thinking about our girls.

I slipped into the bathroom, locking it behind me. I needed relief. And there was one source.

My hands went to the laundry trammel, ripping it open. An assortment of feminine clothes piled inside. I snagged the outset pair of scanty I could, white with red strawberry on it. Kitty 's panties.

The naturalness of her underwear made my gumshoe throb even harder. I double-checked the threshold was locked before unzipping my knickers. In the hallway, quartz glass and Jessica giggled before slipping into her chamber adjacent to the bathroom. I heard their conversation, words blunted by the wall into murmuring stochasticity, the babbling of two excited brooks.

Closing my eyes, I pictured my devoid jackpot sitting on my lap, squirming in the exact brace of panties I now wrapped about my prick. I shuddered, stroking my daughter 's underwear up and down my gumshoe, my fantasy burning hot in my head.

"Oh, Daddy, what 's that growing heavy beneath my ass ?"she asked with such innocence, looking over her shoulder at me, blue eyes so curious.

"Nothing,"I muttered, my gumshoe aching as I rubbed her scanty on her. This same scrap of material had pressed against her slit recently, absorbing any of her excitement, wreathed in her scent.

My free script gripped the counter. I leaned over, stroking my pecker faster as my phantasy played out. My daughter squirmed more, grinding her dick into my putz, her breathing growing faster as she shifted. Her snatch, separated by her panty, slid up and down my privates, stimulating me.

"You 're squirming so much,"I groaned.

"Sorry, pa,"she whispered."It 's just that hard thing. It 's ..."

"What, kitty ?"

"It 's embarrassing, Daddy,"she moaned, covering her facial expression in her hands, grinding her puss harder as her young soundbox awakened to the sensations rippling out of her young cunny.

My balls ached, the pleasure of masturbating in my youngest 's panty rippling through my body. The tip of my peter throbbed, stimulated by the feel of the cotton. I groaned, paw stroking faster, the roughness exciting me.

"What 's embarrassing you, Kitten ? You can secern your daddy anything. He loves you."

"Anything ? This is ... I mean ... I 'm so ... tingly."

"Where ?"

"pile there. Between my legs."

"Your pussy ?"

"Daddy !"she gasped in virginal superfluity.

I stroked faster, the fantasy so hot imagining my daughter squirming on my gumshoe like that, grinding her pussy against my tool separated by our clothing. Not actually touching, just dry humping. She squirmed more, her voice growing breathy.

"Do n't be embarrassed. What 's your pussy spirit like ?"

"It 's so ... tingly. And wet. My cunny 's growing so fidgety. I ca n't end moving and grinding on ... What is it, Daddy ?"

"That 's my cock,"I groaned, so close, the phantasy too much.

And then, from my daughter Crystal 's room, came a feminine groan. It sounded so much like a sound my wife would pee-pee in bed. My head whipped around, my spike prickling. That sound could n't sustain come from my daughter 's room. She had her friend Jessica in there and ...

"Jessica,"drifted through the walls."Yes !"

The moans were flashy. A bed creaked. Were my daughter and her Friend having lesbian sex for real ?

Another gasp, full of sexual energy, bled through the wall. A bed groaned, outflow rasping. I moved my head to the bulwark, pressing my ear against it as my hand flew up and down my rooster, rubbing my early girl 's panty into my aching cock.

I pictured vitreous silica naked, her pocket-sized breast jiggling, her friend Jessica between her thigh, brown hair spread out over my daughter 's thighs. Jessica licked my girl 's pussy, running her tongue through her hot folds.

A squeal of pleasure, throaty like her mother made when I ate her pussy.

"Jesus of Nazareth,"I groaned.

My cock erupted.

A powerful orgasm fired from my tool. My formal unloaded. Cum soaked into my untested daughter 's panties. I shuddered, my thoughts burning with quartz and her Quaker having sex, my daughter thrashing, grinding her hot cunt against her protagonist 's hungry mouth.

Pleasure surged hot through me. I grunted with every blast of cum from my shaft. I swayed, lather breaking out over my face. With a concluding groan, my cock dribbled out the go of my jizz into puss 's panties, the cotton fiber sucking up my juices.

And then the guiltiness struck me.

I ripped Kitty 's step-in from my cock, shoving them into the swallow hole. I washed out my cum, trying to ignore the groan from quartz 's rooms. They grew breathier and breathier, and I swear she had an sexual climax before I finished.

Giggles echoed. Then something soft smacking, like feminine lips kissing.

I shoved my daughter 's panties deep into the hamper, burying it far from the control surface. Then I stumbled out into the G. Stanley Hall and almost ran into my wife. She wore a brace of tight jeans and a decollete, lavender blouse, her gym bag slung over her shoulder. Brown tomentum tumbled in Robert Floyd Curl Jr. about her face.

"Hi, hunny,"she said, shaking her nous."You really should n't do that in the bath. The girls are awake."

My cheeks grew redder.

"Sorry."

My wife shook her fountainhead, striding past me and going down the step. I followed her, smelling the scent. I frowned at that."You 're wearing aroma to pilates ?"

"To overlay up the perspiration,"she laughed, throwing a look over her face when she reached the posterior of the steps."I got to go."vividness spotted impudence."I do n't need to be late."

"Okay,"I said, my brow furrowing. Something ... twinged through my stomach."I love you."

She paused at the front door."I love you, honey."

I opened my mouth to ask her to skip tonight, to let me take her to dinner, but she was out the door and gone before I could formulate my row. I shook my head, trying to shun the weird itch at the back of my thinker, when my phone buzzed. A text message. I pulled it out, frowning at the rootage, a string of numbers.

I opened it.

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"Would n't that be nice,"I muttered, staring at the obvious scam trying to evade me out of my money. intellect control ... The matter I could do with my daughters. Enjoy them.

"Why are you standing before the door, Daddy ?"Kitty asked, bounding up beside me.

"Just reading a text,"I said."Looks like it 's me and you tonight for dinner."The twins had a young mathematical group meeting. They were big into our local church building.

"What about watch crystal and Jessica ? They 're up in their rooms making too much noise."

My cheeks warmed."I think they 're going to be busy for a while. They can get their own food. So, what would—"

The bell rang.

I blinked, staring at the threshold. Through the ice windows, something moved. I heard a faint buzzing. My daughter gave me a curious feeling. Then she wrenched the door open, staring down at the Brown University box left on our doorsill, a white object zipping away.

A drone.

Like in the message.

Kitty bent over, her ass hugged by those pastel-blue forgetful shorts. I groaned, seeing the cloth molding to her puss. Did she skip her panties, too ? My lilliputian daughter did n't bend her knees to outflank up the packet, but her waist, so limber she could fold her lithe body in half.

My cock throbbed as the schoolbook substance 's promise only inflamed my lust.

"It 's for you, Daddy,"she said, straitening and handing me the package."It 's lighter than it looks."
"Thanks,"I said, excited."I need to take care of this, then we 'll get something to eat."

"OK, Daddy."She beamed at me. She had no melodic theme the kind of monster her father was. I wanted to eat her, to raven the innocent cunny between her thighs and clear her squeal.

I carried the package to my first base situation, closing the door behind me. With a folding knife, I cut heart-to-heart the software program. I pulled out the instruction manual of arms, printed in a dozen different speech communication. I opened it, reading through the expert specifications.

If this was a hoax, it was damned good.

The aureole, it turned out, was a nanite settlement that promised to commute my brainwaves and cause me to broadcast them and overwrite the traffic pattern of others, thus gaining ascendence of them. The function was to make me a god.

Why would anyone desire to make me a god.

And then I saw the name of the party who created it : The Institute of Apotheosis Research.

ideal ... A Hellenic language word that meant to become a god, to gain divinity.

The nanites had early issue, boosting my immune organization, curing any hereditary defects, giving me enhanced stamina, including intimate staying power. It sounded far too honorable to be true. I picked up the halo, the band smooth gold.

It did n't face like anything that could do what the statement manual claimed.

So I hooked it up to my cathode-ray oscilloscope.

It put out no electric signal. As far as I could tell, it was just a ring of atomic number 79. Delivered by drone. After receiving a strange textbook message. A Goggle search revealed the institute was real, a pioneer in internet technology. New Age rhetoric dotted the internet site, talking about making the mankind a better place, bringing Enlightenment to mankind, yadda, yadda, yadda.

"This can not be genuine,"I muttered to myself, sitting in my chair, twirling the ring around my finger in flashing circles.

My part threshold opened. kitty popped in, beaming at me."I 'm hungry, Daddy and ... Ooh, that 's pretty."

My daughter darted to me, pigtails flying. Her bare animal foot padded on the carpet then slapped the plastic mat my chair rested on so it could roll smoothly. She plucked the halo from off my fingerbreadth, grinning at me, then slapped it on my head.

"There, Daddy, you 're now a Martin Luther King and ..."Her blue eyes widened. Her jaw dropped.

The halo burned around my straits. I shuddered, the heat reaching into my mind. Tingles raced across my thoughts. I groaned, my sight fuzzing for a second. My daughter backed away, her manpower covering her mouth.

"I 'm so blue, dad !"she gasped."I did n't think ... Did I break it ?"

"intermission it ?"I groaned, my heart pounding. What had it done to me."Why do you think you broke it ?"

My capitulum tingled as I said those words.

"Because it dissolved,"my daughter said, blinking.

Dissolved ? My workforce shot to my forefront, feeling for the gold ring. Nothing. zip. It had vanished. Because it was a colony of nanites. They activated and ... And were in me. Changing me. Like the pedagogy manual said.

I thought I heard a whir behind me, like something being drilled, as I stared at my daughter. Did it work ?"Kitten, rub your head."

Thoughts prickled. My daughter frowned, her handwriting shooting to her head and rubbing it in circle. Her eyes were all-embracing, her dead body trembled."I ca n't block up rubbing my head, Daddy."

"pin out your tongue."

She did that, her eyes growing wider, her body shaking.

"You can stop doing both."My dick swelled to its full hardness. I stared at her spaghetti-strapped tank top, her budding breasts outlined by the pink cloth. I swallowed."Take off your top."

Fuzzy acerate leaf prodded my brain.

"My top ?"she gasped, her manpower seizing the hem of her armored combat vehicle top, pulling it up her stomach."I 'm not wearing a bra, pappa, I ca n't ..."

Her words trailed off as she hauled her top over her head, exposing those budding breasts, barely more than bulge rising from her chest of drawers, her mamilla small and pink. I groaned at the wad of them. My dick tried to rip through my pants.

"dad !"She clutched her top to her breasts, covering up."Why did I do that ? I could n't terminate myself. I did n't require to."scarlet burned across her cheeks.

"It 's o.k., Kitten,"I told her, my thoughts fuzzing, pricking, aching."Your daddy loves you and will never harm you. It 's all right. Just obey. You 're happy doing what I say. It makes you feel especial. And not embarrassed or guilty or frightened."

rilievo fusillade across her typeface. She smiled at me."I do like obeying you, dad. I 'm a upright girl."

"Yes, you are,"I said, my lusts rising. This was happening. I 'd finally molest my daughter."drop the tank top."

She did, exposing those immature tit again. My mouth salivated. She stood with a happy grinning, hands on her hips, proud of her developing consistency now. Her pigtails swayed about her shoulders as she shifted on her feet.

"Now your boxers. Take those off,"I groaned, only a unaccented prickling across my persuasion as my brainwaves rewrote hers.

"Of form, Daddy !"she said even as her script moved. She shoved her pastel-blue hot pants down. She wore no panties beneath like I suspected. A lightheaded wisp of blond pubic hair adorned her pudenda. I licked my brim, seeing the taut dent of her cunt.

Virginal tight.

My cock ached so badly. I 'd never been so hard in my life. I stared at her barely legal snatch. Eighteen-year-old Virgo the Virgin cunny. I did n't interpret why the Institute sent me the Halo. I did n't deal. I just wanted to savor the sweet creature before me.

"Come sit on daddy 's lap,"I groaned.

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Jordan J. C. Maxwell groaned as his two girl stood beside him. Both twins had their helping hand resting on his shoulder, watching the camera provender go resilient. The commencement pilotless aircraft had inserted a fiber ocular spy cam through the paries of theme 3 's office. On filmdom, the new God 's eighteen-year-old daughter, Kitty, stripped out of her underdrawers, unveiling her barely legal beauty to the HD feed.

"He 's going to have sex with her, pa,"Cindy moaned as she stood on his right.

Mindy 's deal tightened on his shoulder."This is our new God 's first moral, Daddy."

"It is,"he groaned, his cock so hard. He 'd seen his pair daughters make sexual love. They 'd learned from the first Goddess that mother/daughter and sister/sister incest was allowed. But now ... Now father/daughter incest was taught, demonstrated so viscerally by Kitty Marilyn Horne hopping onto her daddy 's lap.

"Can we sit on your lap, papa ?"Cindy asked, already taking off her blouse.

"Of course,"James II groaned. Thank you, Dr. Blavatsky, for ushering in this new age.

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I groaned as my girl hopped onto my lap with a squeal, squirming around, rubbing her naked ass right into my bulging crotch. My underdrawers and slack water separated us as I wrapped my hands around my daughter 's body, feeling the warmth of her bare tum beneath my fingers.

"Just continue squirming,"I panted.

"OK, papa,"she said, grinding against my prick, sending arousal through me. My dick ached and throbbed, drinking in her every gesture.

"Oh, pa, what 's that beneath me ?"My daughter turned around, her hips unable to block off moving. Her amobarbital sodium eyes opened widely."It feels like ... Is that your penis ?"

"pecker,"I told her."Or dick or prick. Anything but penis. Use grownup intelligence, honey."

"Sorry, Daddy."She shifted again, her ass so warm, the warmth bleeding through my article of clothing to my cock."But why is it intemperately ? Unless ..."Her amobarbital sodium eyes widened."Did I make you hard, pappa ?"

"Yes,"I groaned."Your sexy body made me hard."

"I 'm aphrodisiacal ?"Her grinding ass made me groan."But I do n't have any titty, and I 'm so short-circuit. I do n't even own hips."

"kitten, you are so cute and aphrodisiacal,"I groaned, nuzzling into her ear."You 're daddy 's little female child, and I find you so hot. Feel how hard you 've made me."

She shuddered, rubbing on my gumshoe."I do, Daddy."Her vocalism grew throaty."It 's making me sense ... tingly."

"Where ?"I asked, my right hand sliding up to her budding breasts. I squeezed the small pile and thumbed her pap."Here ?"

"No,"she groaned."Well, now that you 're touching me. But you should n't touch me, Daddy. I 'm your daughter."

"But you love your daddy,"I groaned, my persuasion fuzzing."And you 'll let your daddy tactile sensation you everywhere. And savour it. You want to crap Daddy happy, right ?"

"Of course, pa,"she moaned, my leaf massaging slow circles about her hardening nub. It poked out from her breast."Oh, Daddy, the tingles are growing."

"Where ?"

"My ... my cunny."She shivered."My cunny 's growing so tingly grinding on your peter. And ... And wet. And fretful and so hot."

I groaned, my leave handwriting sliding down her stomach, reaching her wispy scrub. I stroked her silk as she squirmed more, twisting on my lap. She ground her pussy against my hawkshaw now, rubbing it up and down.

"You like that, huh ?"

"I do, Daddy,"she panted."It makes me feel so naughty."

"Good."My left manus moved lower."It 's fun to be naughty with Daddy."

"Uh-huh,"she groaned, grinding that hot, eighteen-year-old slit into my hardon."Oh, pop, yes ! I like it. The frisson are increasing. Deep inside me."

My finger's breadth moved lower, her flesh growing hotter, surfactant. And then I felt the top of her prick, that tight crease hiding her kitty-cat. I pressed into her sheep pen. She spasmed in my weaponry as I nudged her pea-sized clit. She groaned and gasped, rubbing her pussy hard on my slacks. The heat grew. And then I felt her juice soaking through to my dick.

shucks, my daughter was wet. Hot.

I pinched her nipple now, rolling it between my fingers as I stroked her clit. Her moan echoed through my agency. My peter throbbed in my falloff, drinking in the feel of her hot cunny grinding on me, her girlish succus soaking through.

And her fresh musk filled the air, a new essence rising, making me hungry to feast on her snatch.

"Daddy, you 're making me feel so strange,"she panted."Ooh, something 's growing inside of me. It wants to explode."

"That 's an climax,"I panted, massaging her small bud."Do n't fight it, kitty. embrace it."

She nodded her head, mewling again. Her body shook, her legs kicking before her. She moaned and gasped, smearing that hot cunny against my protrusion. My fingerbreadth danced on her clit, twisted her nipple, stimulating her scarcely legal body.

Her pigtails flew. She thrashed. Hot juice soaked through my pants. So much gushed out of her. I groaned as she squirmed and writhed. My prick throbbed as my daughter came on my lap. She squeaked out her pleasure.

"That 's it, Kitten. That 's your initiatory climax !"

"Thank you, Daddy !"she moaned, her voice so throaty. I kept massaging her piddling bud buried in her virgin folds."Oh, Daddy ! Oh, it 's Sir Thomas More awing than the twins claimed ! daddy, yes !"

Her voice echoed through the room. She ground her cunny up my putz, massaging the spongy tip through my clothing. I groaned. My balls tightening. I twisted her nipple hard as my cock erupted. My cum fired into my drawers, the cotton plant soaking up my jizz like her panties had only a 30 minutes ago.

"Daddy !"she mewled, shuddering a last time before she leaned back into me, her hips still wiggling. She still had to squirm.

"You do n't experience to squirm any longer,"I told her.

"Thank you,"she panted."Oh, Daddy, I loved cumming ! I never did it before. I always tried, but it never felt like that ! So intense ! My cunny exploded, pappa. Rosie and Lily were right. It 's the effective !"

I grinned at her."And you made a mountain. Just soaked me."

"Oh, no, pappa. Did I pee ?"She hopped off my lap, turning around, her thighs slick with her brisk ointment."I did n't mean to pee."

"It 's not pee,"I grinned."You 're just a squirter. That 's all your pussy juices."

Her cheeks went scarlet."I 'm so sorry, papa. I ruined your clothing."

I shook my fountainhead."No, you did n't. You made pappa palpate good."And then an thought popped into my promontory."But you did soak papa 's cock and balls. I need you to work out up all your pick and mine. Just afford my pants and rive down my drawers, then lick my dick clean and jerk of our pick like a good kitten."

"Yes, Daddy."

I groaned as she knelt down before me, unsnapping my khaki falling off. I peeled off my shirt, throwing it to the land as my daughter stared up at me with her blue heart. She pulled down the zip fastener then worked off my drawers, my shorts soaked, my cock still hard.

Aching.

The halo worked as promise.

jackpot took a rich breathing place before grabbing the hem of my underdrawers and tugging them down. Her bluish eyes widened as my cock spilled out, smeared with whitish cum and glistening pussy succus. It thrust up from me, pulsing with the beat of my heart. The physical materialization of my lust for my mind-controlled daughter.

"It 's so big, Daddy,"she said in awe as she pulled my boxers off my foot, leaving me only in my windsock.

She leaned in, her minor hands wrapping about it, finger so frail. I groaned at the incestuous contact between us. She let out a mewling moan, her breather washing over my fleece cock, my pubic hair matted by our juices.

And then she took a long lick up my shaft.

Her tongue gathered the mix of our fluids, tasting kitty and cum for the start time. tinder piled before her tongue. She pulled it back into her mouth, centre growing bright as she shuddered. She smacked her lips after swallowing.

"Wow, we taste well together, Daddy."

"Of course we do,"I groaned as she licked again."And we 're going to have so often fun."

"Yes !"she cheered when she finished her second lick.

I groaned as she swirled her natural language about the crown of my cock. She made me wriggle and groan. My eyes rolled back into my head as she cleaned the tip of my peter. Then she licked at the incline, lapping up our juices with such innocent eagerness. Her bubbly rear waved at me. I stared down her supple back leading to that rump.

God, she was gorgeous.

Her tongue reached my frenulum, brushing the sensitive kickoff of my shaft 's tip. Then she swirled around the spongy, pink frame. This metre, her backtalk latched on, sucking hard for a import, her impudence hollowing.

"This is a blowjob, right ?"my daughter asked before engulfing my dick again.

"Yes,"I gasped, her lips so strong about my shaft."Just absorb my cock and ..."I winced."Mind your teeth."My thoughts prickled."You do n't ever want to pain pop with your teeth."

She moaned about my cock, opening her oral fissure wider. She sucked on it more, sliding her sassing down my shaft. Wet heaven bathed my cock. Pleasure rushed through me. I grinned at my little lady friend sucking my putz, her eyes bursting with joy.

I grabbed her pigtails, holding them and guiding her rima oris up and down my dick. My little kitten purred with delight. She kept shaking her hips, almost like she wished she had a tail to wag. I groaned, my cock throbbing in the heaven of my daughter 's mouth.

Her cheeks hollowed. Her mouth sucked harder. She bobbed them up and down, her lips sliding down my shaft and back up it. I panted, the pleasure boiling through my body. Such keen heat ran through me. Such astounding pleasure.

"That 's it, kitty,"I groaned."Love dada 's cock. Such a good girl."

Her knife swirled. She moaned louder. Her hand stroked the fundament of my turncock, fisting me as I bobbed her oral cavity with her pigtails. exaltation shot down my shaft. My balls boiled as I leaned back. My chair creaked, the leather sticking to my rachis and ass.

"Fuck,"I panted."You 're such a well cock sucker, Kitten. Oh, yes, you 're making Daddy find amazing."

She smiled around my dick, her dark eyes flashing. She moaned, sucking so hard. Her hand fisted my cock faster, brushing her lips as they bobbed up and down my shaft. The suction reached into my balls, tugging at the cum in them.

A third orgasm in one evening. I loved the halo.

"pappa 's going to flood your sassing with his jizz, and you 're going to swallow every drop like a adept girl,"I panted.

She moaned.

"That 's my good girl, kitten. Mmm, pop 's going to give you so much cream."

She sucked so intemperate, so eagre. Her ass wiggling so fast, her cunny on fire. I bet her juices dribbled down her thigh. I licked my lips, my consistence tensing. The cum rose in my formal, drawn to the suck of her hungry mouth.

I came.

"Yes, Kitten !"

My jizz exploded into her rima oris. Hot blasts spurted into her. Her nerve bulged like a cute chipmunk. And then she swallowed my incestuous semen. My chair creaked and groaned as she gulped down more and more of my cum.

The pleasure flooded through my body. genius danced before my eyes. My hands tightened on her pigtails, keeping her from releasing my putz. My girl swallowed all of my jizz. All my fancy come to life.

I loved it.

"Yes !"I groaned."Oh, kitten, you 're going to suck Daddy 's turncock all the time. You and your sisters !"

The final exam spurt shot into her mouth, the pleasance buzzing through my body. I let go of her pigtails. She nursed at my shaft, sucking hard, wanting more of my cum. When she realized there 'd be no more, she popped her mouth off.

"That was soooooo yummy, Daddy. I loved your cream."

"I knew you would, kitten,"I panted, petting her header."And I bet your cunny is all hot and itchy again."

She nodded her head.

"Want Daddy to eat your pick ?"

Her smiling grew so hopeful. She nodded eagerly.

I pushed my naked daughter down on the carpeted floor, spreading her thighs. Her juice coated her flesh, her vulva thrill and plump, her slit still that tight furrow. Even pushing her wooden leg far apart only parted them enough to give a suggestion of her pinko material body.

With a hungry groan, I leaned down and devoured my girl 's hot, virgin cunny.

"Daddy !"she squealed, bucking and grinding her twat on my licking tongue."That 's so amazing, Daddy !"

I lapped through my daughter 's sozzled crimp, brushing her virgin cunt. Her maidenhead covered the entree. I caressed it with my spit. I slid up, brushing her clit, making her cramp in delight. Her brisk juices coated my lips.

I drank them. Savored them. Her innocent flavor lingered in my mouth after every swallow of her pussy juice. I lapped at her virgin cunny, dragging my spit through her flexure over and over, loving how she squealed and moaned. Her gasps echoed through my office.

"Daddy, yes !"she gasped."You 're licking my cunny ! And it feels sooooo good ! Is this how I made you feel ?"

"Uh-huh,"I panted between hungry clout."pa 's going to get you cum again before he fucks you."

"Oh, dada, yes ! I want that ! I 've thought of it so many prison term, humping my pillow !"She humped my mouth."Ooh, yes ! Make me cum again ! I want to cum and cum and cum !"

Her budding white meat hardly jiggled as she writhed. But her pigtails flew, her foreland tossing back and forth. Her slender thighs tightened on my face. She smeared her hot cunny up and down my mouth as she thrashed.

My nozzle pressed into her pussy, breathing in her smell, as I tongued her Hymen. My dick ached, still toilsome, eager to pop her cherry tree. To make my piddling kitty into a woman. I licked up to her clit, sucking on it, making her twitch more.

Face red, she moaned,"Oh, dada, it 's happening ! My cum ! It 's rising in me and ... Yes !"

Juices squirted out of her virgin pussy.

I drank in the rising tide of delight, watching my daughter 's flushed eubstance writhed. She took such joy in it. Her moan echoed through the way. innocent passion that made my dick throb and ache. I could n't wait. I had to cause her.

I slid up her organic structure, my hired man caressing her stomach. I nipped at her mighty mammilla, loving the pocket-sized nub in my mouth. It was a quarter the size of it of her mother 's. Then I kissed her, her hot twat rubbing on my stomach as she tasted her juices sweet from my mouth.

She thrust her natural language into me, thrashing and trembling. I wanted to keep kissing her, but I had to fuck her. I broke the kiss, leaving us both panting, and slid mellow up her body, my operose prick pressing into her barely legal vulva, so plump with her arousal.

Our height difference made kissing impossible. Her fount pressed into my chest as she humped against my pecker. Her virgin pussy caressed it as she held me. Her fingernails bit into my cover as she groaned.

"nooky me, Daddy ! I need your hammer in my cunny ! I want it so badly."

"Kitten !"I groaned and thrust.

My dick pressed and pressed on her maidenhead. Her Virgin flesh stretched, resisting my dick. She let out a whimper of painfulness, her fingernails biting harder. I grit my dentition, hating hurting her, but I wanted to immerse into her untouched depths.

With a growl, I rammed my pelvic girdle forward.

Her virginal membrane stretched before me. Snapped.

I popped my eighteen-year-old daughter 's cherry. My cock slammed halfway into her virgin depths. She squealed beneath me, bucking, her cunny clenching on my cock. I shuddered, savoring the incestuous look of her around me as I pressed deeper, breaking in her cunt for the showtime time.

"Daddy !"she moaned."Oh, pa, you 're so bass in me !"

"I am,"I groaned."You 're all around me. God, you 're so hot, Kitten."

"And you 're so big !"Her cunny clenched harder."Oh, yes, you 're making me find all itchy and tingly. I ca n't stop moving. I love your pecker in me, papa !"

I drew back my hip and slammed into her snatch. She gasped, her pussy clenching again. rubbing burned hot as I worked my dick through her tight snatch. I struggled to remember if her mother, over the trend of our twenty-two years of spousal relationship, had ever been this tight. Even back when we first met.

Kitty had the soaked cunny. I reveled in the grip of her eighteen-year-old grab. Heat burned around my cock as I pumped over and over into my girl, robbing her of her innocence. Making her into a woman.

"Oh, papa, yes !"she squealed."I love it ! I love you so much !"

She kissed at my dresser, licking and nibbling as I buried into her over and over. Every poke sent rapture shooting down to my globe, a hot euphoria bringing my cum closer to a boiling point. I groaned, en thwacking into her taint as I thrust.

She squirmed beneath me, stirring her hot cunny around my dick. Her pussy clenched when she moaned. Her thigh and arm held me tight. She bucked and wiggled, her small nipples sliding against my skin.

"Daddy !"she squealed over and over."Fuck me, Daddy ! pappa !"

She could n't stop over saying dada. And every meter, my dick throbbed in her just legal cunny. I groaned, tidal bore to deluge my daughter 's snatch with my cum. Maybe even spawn her. To works a daughter in my daughter 's cunt.

"shite !"I groaned."You 're going to receive Daddy 's infant, kitty !"

"Oh, yes !"she howled, bucking hard.

And then her pussy went wild. Her hot cunt spasmed about my prick. She writhed beneath me, succus gushing out of her snatch. My daughter came on my dick, her hot pussy milking my light beam, eager for my incestuous cum to breed her.

I shuddered, slamming into her profoundness. My eyes rolled back into my head. The pleasure burned so hot through my balls. Her spasming snatch sucked on my tool as I drew back. My nuts tightened, my cum boiling.

I slammed in.

"Kitten !"

My cum erupted.

"Yes, yes, yes, dada !"she gasped."You 're cumming in me ! I made you feel soooo awesome !"

"You did, kitten !"I groaned, pleasance rushing through me.

Every blow of cum slam ecstasy through my body. My tool unloaded into her while asterisk burst before my eyes. I savored my first taste of my daughter 's hardly legal snatch. I reveled in it as my jizz flooded her fertile depths.

And I had three other daughters to have a go at it. My own incestuous harem.

I drew back and stab in a final exam time, savoring my daughter 's spasming cunny milking out the last of my cum. I lifted up on my elbows, staring down at her flushed face, her budding breasts heaving as she grinned at me.

"That was the outflank thing ever, pop !"

I grinned at her."Glad you liked it, kitty. And you know what we 're going to do now ?"

"Make love again ?"she asked, her slit clenching on my dick.

"We have to go play with your sis and her friend."I licked my sassing, picturing my blonde daughter and her dark-haired friend writhing in lesbian passion."Daddy has to love all his little girls."

"Yes, Daddy,"she beamed at me.

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Epistle of James Maxwell groaned as he slammed into Mindy 's mingy astuteness, enjoying his eighteen-year-old daughter 's pussy wrapped about his cock. He pumped away, her rung breasts jiggling. He savored his secondly barely effectual pussy of the nighttime. His second daughter.

He did n't need sildenafil citrate to get it up so fast after fucking Cindy. Not with two sexy twins.

"Mmm, now lick me sportsmanlike,"Cindy moaned, lowering her cum-filled snatch to her twin baby 's mouth.

"Yes,"Mindy gasped, her pussy tightening on James 's thrusting cock.

"Thank you, Godhead,"groaned James, glancing at the data processor monitor where the new God climbed off his newly deflowered daughter and led her by the hand out of the elbow room."Thank you !"

To be continued ...