Mind-Control step-in

Story Twelve : Virgin cherry delectation

By mypenname3000

right of first publication 2019

promissory note : Thanks to Alex for beta recitation this !

The medicine impulse through the sign of the zodiac stirred the physical body 's antediluvian soul. Though the music was innovative, made with electronics and possessing alien sound, the beat it created was primal. Something passed down and down and down through the generations of men from dim antiquity. The figure wanted to dance. To make happy in the medicine and to baby in the hormones permeating the room.

The pattern was crashing a college house party.

College student flocked around, drinking beer and smoking marijuana. The sour-sweet tang of the drug mixed with the sugary odour of wine coolers. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a pair of girls making out in the keep elbow room, stripped down to their bras. This was the perfect topographic point to leave its newest creation.

It held in its hand a kickshaw and pristine pair of panties. Something cut for a schoolgirl to tire, full of all that pure promise. A band of white lace encircled it and it had two words written in the brightest, reddest color : cherry red Tart.

The image fought the surge to look out the two girls kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the other almost drunk, but it was n't from its magic. It was n't the same as twisting and turning and molding girls into new existence. To bear witness them different delectation. The girl upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.

With effort, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college youths moving up and down. They did n't give the figure another glimpse. It was nonde***********. Alien but unremarkable. They twisted their bodies to let it pass, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their phones. On the second level, the phone of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. son were cheering. There was a girl in there, a slut writhing in passion.

Delilah Edward D. White had a pecker in all three of her holes. The nineteen-year-old fille was a vet of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonistic lust. Her great white meat bounced before her as she rode up and down on Sir David Bruce 's boneheaded turncock. The mixed-race youthfulness gripped her hips as she worked up and down his dick. Ryan fucked her from can, a tall, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one alimentation femme fatale his tool. He was shortsighted, his pitch-dark hair buzzed short like a soldier 's and possessed the compact build of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that dick,"he ground as the figure dropped the special duo of panties on Delilah 's throw out clothing. In the process, it snatched up her kickshaw thong, a strip of black fabric that did n't depend like it could cut across anything.

The figure wanted to stay. To watch her fornication. The figure had plans, a new theme to try out with this twain of scanty. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could shape her body.

It took one last tone at her bleached-blonde hair's-breadth dancing about her face as she sucked and moaned and shuddered through her next orgasm.

Then the physical body was gone.

Sometime later, when all the bozo have finished using her and Delilah was sobering up, she stumbled towards her wear. So practically jizz spilled down out of her kettle of fish. The nerve dribbled from her ass. It ran down her thigh. It coated her.

Dad 's going to be so pissed when I get home, she thought with some glee, aching to throw her bodily process in his face. Ever since her mother died, her father sought to control her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

"The fuck ?"she muttered, her bleached-blonde hair spilling across her face as she bent over further."Who the fuck stole my panties and replaced them with this kiddy shit ?"She glanced at the snoring guys who 'd fucked her.

She snorted and stepped into them.

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Delilah White

A strange prickling ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy panty. I could n't believe someone had stolen my lash and replaced them with these. They had fucking lace around them. And that childish folderol on the back.

Cherry Tart.

real subversive. These were something a virgin who wanted to pretend that she was a bad girl would buy at Hot Topic. I rolled my oculus as I drew them up my wooden leg. I savored the unknown tingling running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever dim girl left hers behind, I would pack pleasance in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the panties higher and higher. I shuddered as it slid up my thighs, smearing the cum as it went. The source was soaking the material now. more than tingles rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my rear end. I snapped the waistband down on my cutis and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were boy snoring around me. I gasped, my helping hand covering my chest. They were growing smaller. Why were they so big ? I had diminished bosom. Little boobies. My cheek burned. I shook my read/write head, noticing, for a bit, that my lock chamber looked blonde and not my common John Brown. I groaned. As I darted my men down to seize my clothes, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My virgin pussy clenched. I could n't have had sex. I was a pure girlfriend. A good girl. Oh, my daddy was going to be so mad. I had to get out of here. I grabbed my bra, sliding it on. For a present moment, it seemed too big. And dim. I did n't own black bra.

Then it was egg white and little and fit my A-cup breasts perfectly.

I fastened it and then grabbed my skirt. A thrill rippled from my step-in. I frowned at my tooshie. Why was my bird so curtly and ...

I breathed in as rest period filled me. What was wrong with me ? This skirt clearly fell past my knees. It was fine. I stepped into the tartan chick, constituent of my college 's school uniform. Of course of study, I was the only miss that wore hers. The rest were bad. I zipped it up and then grabbed my ...

What was this harvest top ? I did n't wear anything like that. No, no, I had worn a crisp, white blouse. Something a schoolgirl would fall apart and ...

I pulled on my white blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't have fourth dimension to tuck it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the boys was already rousing. It was Bruce, the lead quarterback.

"Delilah ?"He groaned."Damn, a schoolgirl. That 's quirky. Want to hail here and hinge upon on my rooster. Put your hair up in pigtails."

I squeaked in fright. I bolted out of there."I 'm not a slut !"

I heard him erupt into laughter.

I darted down the step, confused why I was even here. Of course, I heard that there was a party at Ryan 's house, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my daddy must be so worried about me. I wanted to call him, but I did n't know where my purse was. Did I leave it back in that room ? Oh, God, I could n't go back in there.

They were naked in there.

I hit the first trading floor and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. somebody had drawn a penis on his nerve. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the front man room access. I heard soul call my name and say something rude. Something absolutely crude. I could n't think it. I was a good girl. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never suck a cock.

I burst out of the house and onto the street. I just had to get away. I could n't be anywhere near any of these the great unwashed. I gasped as I raced down the street, running as fast as I could. My schoolgirl chick swished about my legs. My arms pumped. My brown hair flowed behind me, safe and free. I was n't a bad lady friend. I did n't even understand how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My English ached. I tasted a coppery flavor at the back of my oral fissure. My wooden leg burned.

I stumbled to a gasping halt. I planted my manus on my human knee, sucking in wet. I blinked, looking around. Where was I ?

I shuddered, this flush of fear shooting through me. I had no idea where I was. It was dark. I was the lone one out on the street. I bit my lip, my head darting to and fro. I was so fright. I did n't even consume my purse let alone my cell phone. But I could n't go back to that terrible place.

I could n't trust I was even there. And raw. What happened to me ?

I struggled to parse my memories. There were these wicked ostentation, things that I would never do. Terrible matter. They made me crimson just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my head. That was n't me. I was Delilah Andrew Dickson White. I was XIX. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my right hand and sighed in relief as I saw the hope ring on my digit. I twisted it, the gold band that my daddy had given me. I drew in a deep breathing spell. I was beginning to relax.

I might be lost, but I was still a virgin. I had n't let my daddy down.

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a rumbling auditory sensation. I glanced on the street to see the headlight plan of attack. Large headlights. Something big was approaching. I raised my hand against the public eye, squinting to see. I heard a brawny railway locomotive growling and chugging.

I trembled, curious at who was stopping to aid me.

Just as the vehicle slowed down to stop by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those semi truck. I did n't have a trailer attached, so the driver must be going dwelling or something. I squeaked when the passenger door suddenly creaked open. A man with a thick mustache peered out at me, leaning over the bench seat.

"You okay ?"he asked."Kinda late for a girl as young as you to be out."

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this unspeakable party for some reason and then this guy said something to me and I just had to run out of there. I kept running and running and ... I do n't have it away where I am."

"fountainhead, girl, I can give you a ride home."

I flashed a smile."Why thank you, sir."

He chuckled."You call me Hank. I do n't reckon I 've ever been called sir before."

"fountainhead, thanks to Hank,"I said, struggling to climb up into the cab. It was so grandiloquent."I 'm Delilah."

I managed to get into the buttocks and closed the heavy threshold. This giddy rush raced through me. I sat so practically gamy up than other railcar I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the curb. If we were driving through convention traffic, I 'd finger so important right now looking down at the other carts.

"So, what did this guy say that so horrified you ?"he asked.

"He wanted me to imbibe his ..."My cheeks burned."Well, you know. His boy thingy."

"hammer ?"

"Hank !"I gasped."You should n't say a word like that around a girl my age."

He chuckled."Sorry. I forgot. I 'm utilise to running around with the coarser crowd. So, where do you live ?"

I told him my name and address as he drove the motortruck. The locomotive growled. He shifted the gears with one deal, the other resting on the steering wheel. He kept glancing at me, I smiled back at him.

"So, the idea of sucking a ... boy thingy offended you ?"

"Of course of action it would,"I said."I would never do something like that."

"Why not ?"

I blinked at him."Why, because I 'm not one of those lady friend. A slut."

"Well, More than just jade suck shaft,"he said."I mean, a boy affair. Sorry."

My cheeks burn.

"In fact, how can even fuck your against if you never even tried it ?"he glanced at me."Seems to me it 's something you should just try out at least once."

"If I did that, every boy in my college would be blabbing about it. following thing I know, they be claiming that they did other things to me."

He chuckled."Well, there 's a solution to that problem. Just got to choose someone that does n't go to your college."He glanced at me."Why, I 'll proffer my own cock for you to suck."

I swallowed.

"I mean, you really postulate to bed. A girl your age, why, she has to eff if she 's a cock-sucker or not. It 's important. You wo n't have it away until you try.."

I swallowed as the motortruck slowed down. I heard the air brakes exhaust the pressure as we stopped. He shifted the gears into the park, the engine idling away.

"I promise that no will know that you suck my cock."

A strange tingle raced around my panties. I swallowed, staring at his genitalia. I gasped as he unsnapped his jeans. He was doing this right before me. I covered my heart as I heard his jeans rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His cock. This wicked frisson went through me. I could n't believe this was happening.

My finger covering my oculus parted ever so slightly. I peeked out and saw it.

I gasped.

"It 's so big,"I said.

He chuckled."You took a peek. Curious ? You 'll get a expert look if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the unusual estrus inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me want to accomplish down and advert him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closemouthed, studying his cock. It thrust heavy and pink out of his jean. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see curl of chocolate-brown hair around the base. A foreign liquid state beaded at the tip.

"Oh, my, that 's big,"I said."Do lady friend really ... ?"

"cartel me, your pussy can stretch to take it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjobs here. Just scoot lower, open your rima oris panoptic, and just suck that big cock in your mouth. find out out what you are."

I swallowed. He was right. What if I did care them ? I should at least know.

shaking, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how warm it was. It twitched and throbbed in my hand. It felt so alive. I shuddered, my tongue flicking over my lips. I lowered my head further. I closed my eyes, opened my sass, and descended the last few inch.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my mouth. I pulled my teeth back, instinctively knowing I should n't sweep his flesh with them. I slid my brim over his cock, engulfing the crown. My glossa swirled around, tasting that salty liquid. He groaned this throaty sound of pleasure.

I sucked.

His dick twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big lollipop. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet heat between my thigh growing and growing. It made me need to reach out down and expunge it. I trembled, my manus tightening on his cock as I sucked again and again. My tongue danced, caressing it. I lapped up more of that liquid leaking out.

It was n't pee. What was it ? It tasted good.

I started moving my head, bobbing up and down. My lips slid along his shaft as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my thighs. Why ? My brass hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my sass moving up and down faster.

"shit, I thought you were virgin. You know how to suck a pecker. Damn."

What did that mean value ? I was a virgin. I had never sucked a hammer before. What, did it mean that I was a instinctive ?

I kept sucking on his shaft and bobbing my head. I slid my sass up and down his peter. I shuddered, this heating plant growing and growing between my thighs. It felt so wicked. So naughty. I should n't be doing this. Daddy would be raging at me, but the trucker was right. I had to know.

Was I ... enjoying this ? Was that why I was getting so hot ? So wet ?

The truck driver was groaning and grunting as I worked my mouth up and down his dick. I slid as far down his ray as I could, his cock pressing into the back of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the entire way, my cheeks hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my oral cavity. His hand tightened in my browned hair. He gripped me. I quivered, this frisson racing through my panties.

Was I a bad girl for doing this ?

My spit danced around the top of his stopcock. The seat creaked and groaned beneath us. His hand tightened. He pressed my head down hard. I gasped as his cock brushed the backrest of my throat and then slip down it.

He was sliding into my gullet !

He let out a throaty laugh as he pressed my lip all the way down into his pubic hair. I could smell this manly musk. His cock was stretching out my throat. I moaned, humming around him, instinctively knowing he 'd like that.

"God fucking damn, you are a fornicatress,"he groaned."I ca n't believe you can take a cock with such informality. Fuck."

I was n't a slut. I was a virgin.

He drew my head up by pulling my fuzz. It hurt and yet that only made me feel wetter between my second joint. He groaned as I sucked so backbreaking. My tongue danced around his prick. I caressed him with purpose. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born putz sucker. That was impossible. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my thighs together. My skirt rustled.

"Getting hot in your little cunt ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of course you are, little slut. You 're in that sexy schoolgirl rig. Yeah, you wanted me to come along so you could suck my dick."

But I did n't want this.

I ached to distinguish him that, but I was too busy sucking his cock. His dick throbbed and twitched in my backtalk. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his cock soaked my knife. He tasted so secure. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my thighs still squirming, struggling to satiate that hot itch.

"I see just how hot you are, slovenly woman,"he said and then shoved his hand between my thighs.

I gasped as he slid up them. He should n't be doing that. His hand neared my pussy. I tried to clamp down on him with my legs, but he was so warm. He kept going.

I gasped as his rough fingerbreadth reach my dainty panties. He rubbed them, pressing them into my plication. I shuddered, a racy heat energy florescence in my cunt. It was so acute. Blissful ripples flooded through me.

I could n't believe it. His sense of touch felt amazing. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should reach him stop, but his chance event just made me quiver. I sucked on his turncock with even more heat. I nursed on his dick with such thirst.

He groaned, his digit rubbing up and down my pussy. He touched my Virgin chassis through my demure panty. All these naughty joy surged through me. My toes curled in my brake shoe, a whimper rising in my throat.

"Damn, you 're hot and wet,"he groaned."I know what you need. Yes, I do."

What did I take ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my oral fissure off his cock. Then I was moving, seized by his strong hands. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering wheel pressed into my stomach, my chest leaning over it. The horn honked as my breasts pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his fingers hooking aside my panties. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his cock nudging into my privileged thigh and—

"Oh, no, no, I 'm a virgin !"I gasped as his cock slid up my inner second joint towards my pussy.

He snorted as he grabbed my articulatio coxae and pulled me down.

I whimpered as his peter touched my pussy. The deal holding my panties aside moved away, sliding around me to snap up my former hip. He held my waist tight and, with a groan, he slammed me down his stopcock.

I gasped as my cerise popped.

I felt my virginal membrane tear for the first time. Then his pecker was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched loose my puss. I shuddered while a Wave of heating washed through my virgin body. A delicious wave.

"Fucking red cent, you 're tight,"he groaned."Now move those hips. tease my dick."

I gripped the steering steering wheel while this acute hotness that burned from my pussy seized my legs. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his shaft. I shuddered feeling my puss sliding up his dick. But not to escape him like I should.

Oh, no, I rose up until just the tip was in me, and then I lowered myself back down him.

I gasped as I took him again into my Virgin profoundness. This marvelous heat rippled through me. He massaged my internal deepness. I lowered my head over the steering bicycle, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's massive hammer so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a expert young lady. A virgin. dad would be so furious with me.

I shuddered, my pussy clenching around him. I slid back up his shaft again, my puss clinging to the thick girth. I groaned, my hips dancing from position to side. I stirred my pussy around his cock, the pleasance rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. More of that wonderful heat rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big prick in your cunt, do n't you ?"he grunted, his hands lightly holding my hips.

"I do !"I gasped."Oh, my gosh, I do."

"Goddamn, you 're such a whore,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl skirt. The tweed pantie. And the blouse ... fuck hell, you 're a sexy thing."

"I 'm not a fancy woman !"I gasped.

He chuckled."Whatever you want to ring yourself, you 're it."

A unusual virtuoso built and built inside of me. Every time I slid down his hammer, this pressure sensation swelled. It grew as I rose up his rooster, too. My pussy clung to him, increasing the detrition of our flesh sliding past each other. It felt so amazing.

"oeuvre that schoolgirl cunt up and down my dick,"panted Hank."Damn, your tight and hot. I 'm going to fire so much cum inside of you."

I gasped, my pussy squeezing down on him. That made our naughty activity feel even better."No no, you ca n't. My daddy will kill me. He must be so worried that I 'm out so late."

"I do n't care what your daddy thinks, I 'm busting my lode inside of you,"he grunted."You want it. Your stringent, hot slit aching for it. Do n't it ?"

He was correctly. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he palpate so good interior of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the direction cycle, my nipples aching inside of my bra. I worked my pussy up and down his dick. I came closer and closer to that amazing pleasure. Something was going to happen inside of me.

Was I about to have my inaugural coming ? Was I going to cum on the trucker 's shaft ? What sort of Virgo the Virgin did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His dick filled me up so much. My coxa danced from side to slope. My body moved. It felt so natural to be riding his dick. Why ? I groaned, my finger's breadth gripping the steering bicycle. I arched my back, my Brown University hair swaying. I could n't consider much more than of this.

"Fuck me,"he groaned as I slammed down his cock. As I rose up his jibe, his peter twitched. I felt something hot spurting interior of me."Yes, use up it. Take my fucking load."

I gasped, realizing he was spurting his source in me. It was his semen. His cum. I slammed down his shaft and gasped, feeling every spurt splashing into the depths of my cunt. It sent this wave of pleasure through me.

A tsunami of rapture that had my entire organic structure spasming. Bucking.

My snatch convulsed as the wave reached my psyche. exaltation spilled through my thoughts. And more waves followed. They rushed through my consistency. I groaned and gasped, my brain shaking. headliner danced before my eyes as my slit seemed to melt about his cock. My twat massaged and writhed and drained his cock dry. He grunted, his mitt squeezing my coxa as he flooded me.

"God fucking damn, you are an flummox slut,"he groaned."I ca n't trust it. Damn, you drained my balls."

I whimpered, panting. My breasts rose and fell as the pleasure peaked inside of me. It was amazing. I could n't think I just did that. I was n't a virgin any longer. I whimpered in joy, feeling his cum inside of me. His peter softened. What happened ? Why did I do that ?

Why did it feel so good ?

That question rippled through my mind as Hank drove me menage. I adjusted my habiliment and pulled up my panty. They tingled around me, the electrical energy reaching into my pussy. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me whole. Pure. It was such a relaxing hotshot. It soothed away my confusion. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a dream. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the truck driver. I mean, I was a Virgo the Virgin.

I was a good fille, right ?

I could n't check before him, but I knew I still had my hymen.

"Here you are,"he said, giving me a nod and a smile."You take care. Really glad I ran into you tonight."

"Thank you for the ride,"I said, giving him a polite nod. It had to induce just been some wild imagination. I must sustain dozed off while he was driving me home. There was no way I would deliver sucked his dick and then given him my virginity.

No way at all.

Just like I would n't have done those other things. Those half-remembered sexual perversion. I had been trapped in a slutty nightmare that I woke up from back at the party.

The door squeaked as I opened it. I climbed out of the cab, my plaid chick flaring about my legs. I pushed them down before he saw my panties. My nerve burned. Oh gosh, how embarrassing would it feature been if he 'd glimpsed those ?

He pulled away from the check, leaving me standing out on the coloured street. I swallowed, glancing at the star sign.

Was papa still wake up ?

He must be so occupy about me. Just to make sure it had been a dream, I slid my hand up my skirt. I felt so wicked for doing this right here on the street. It was in the center of the Nox. No one was around. My fingers slid up beneath the panties through the leg kettle of fish. I stroked through my George Bush to retrieve my vulva. I bit my downhearted lip. I found the folds of my pussy. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a sigh of moderation and pulled my finger's breadth away. It must induce just been a aspiration. It was just a weird coincidence that I had the salty taste lingering my oral cavity, or that I had this buzzing pleasure rippling through me. I was a virgin. I had trial impression. Taking a rich breath, I marched ahead to the menage. I climbed up the footfall, found the figurehead door unlocked, and entered.

The light flicked on from the life room.

I squeaked in fright finding daddy sitting on his recliner. He faced me, his eyes boring in on me."You were out late,"he said, standing up. He was a tall and gentle man. His brown center flicked up and down my pattern. It looked like he was afraid of something."Out partying again ?"

"Again ?"I gasped."I do n't love what happened, dada. I just woke up at this party. It 's not like me. I 'm so good-for-naught for worrying you."

cushion rippled across his face as I threw myself at him. I hugged him tight and crusade my mind into his chest.

"Delilah ?"he asked."Did you dye your hair back brown again ?"

"Dye my hair ? You okay, pop ? Why would I dye my hair ?"

The chill rippled from my step-in. I swallowed, feeling how inviolable he was. How satisfying. He stared down at me with a strange look in his eyes. He grabbed my shoulder joint and pushed me back. He stared down my blouse. His supercilium furrowed even more. I glanced down, confused at what he was seeing.

"What happened to your breasts ?"he asked. His mitt seized them through my blouse. I gasped in shock as my daddy groped my low boobs through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost respective cup size of it. You could n't induce been padding your bra all these years. Not the way you dress."

"pappa ?"I asked."You should n't be touching me like that."

He snorted."As if every boy at your college touched you like this ? Probably a few of your professors, too."

I gasped in indignation."I 'm a Virgo daddy. Honest."

"A virgin ?"he growled. He grabbed the figurehead of my blouse."Why are you wearing something like this ? Usually, you wear something cut so low I 'm surprised your tits do n't pop out. I do n't know what to do with you, Delilah."

"dad ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse subject. clitoris popped off, bouncing off his dresser. He exposed my white bra cupping my pocket-sized breasts. He shook his head, shocked."I did n't guess them, right ? Your tits ?"

"Maybe you 're just tired, pa,"I told him."I 'm not what you think. I 'm sorry I went out to a party, but I did n't do anything. I can testify it."

"You can prove that you 're a Virgo the Virgin ?"he asked."I only caught you with two male child in conclusion year in your sleeping room. All naked and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the final time I had two boys in my bedroom. daddy had been so fierce. I did n't even think about it until he pointed out that I had the door closed and anything could have happened. But nothing had. I certainly had n't had a troika with them. I had n't taken one of their cocks in my butt-hole and the early in my pussy.

I was a good girl.

"Prove it. Prove that you 're a virgin. I do n't bang what uncanny plot you 're playing, Delilah, but let 's see."

"It 's embarrassing,"I said, my buttock burning."But, I mean, you 're my daddy. So I guess you can see."

I drew up my skirt. Slowly. Daddy 's jaw dropped."the Nazarene, are you going to flash your twat at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a hymen,"I said, my cheeks on firing. I pulled up my skirt high enough to queer my panties."Just tug down my underwear, and you will see. Honest, Daddy. I wo n't disappoint you. I 'm your dependable girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysterical. I did n't understand what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? Nobody believed that I was a virgin. I messed up by going to this political party and then blacking out. But I had my Hymen. I just proved it. I did n't have sex at the party with those three boy, and I did n't experience sex with a trucker, either. I did n't suck his cock until he exploded in my mouth, and I certainly did n't wassail all his yummy cum.

Daddy fell to his knees, this bestial face on his brass. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a gentle and loving man. I gasped as he hooked the waistband my pantie and ripped them down my thigh. He stared at my brown chaparral, his eyes narrowing.

"I half expected you to be dripping with cum,"he muttered.

I 'd only dreamed the trucker fired cum into me. rightfulness ? I would be dripping if he had.

I gasped as daddy thrust his fingers against my vulva. He parted my pussy lips and peered upward. I shuddered as he brushed my hymen. He groaned, staring at my maidenhead.

"Holy Irish bull, you are a Virgo,"he said."But ... but the way you 've acted the last two years. You practically threw it in my face."

"dad, are you sure enough you did n't ingest a nightmare ? That does n't go like me at all. I 'm your good lady friend. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't suck pecker or ride dicks or let boys spurt their cum all over my consistence. I would never do anything like that. You can see that, right ?"

He breathed in."Yeah, I can."He inhaled again, a deep one."You smell fresh. Spicy. You 've never been used before."

I gasped as dada buried his face into my pussy. The shock of joy raced through me as his tongue lapped at my slit folds. He caressed my hymen, his tongue flicking up to my clit. His hand suddenly went around my waist, grabbing my rear. I trembled, clutching my skirt, staring down at him in shock.

"Daddy ?"I gasped as his glossa fluttered up and down my folds.

"You 're saturated,"he groaned."You 're pure like I always wanted you to be."

I whimpered as his glossa fluttered against me. My scanty, bunched around my knee, tingled. I groaned, closing my heart as that naughty pleasance built inside of me. The same seventh heaven that haunted my aspiration. The impish heat that made me do such racy thing. wink of action I never could make performed darted through my mind. They only fueled the fires that Daddy 's glossa stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

Daddy 's spit lapped and licked at my pussy. I could n't consider how outstanding it felt. It was just incredible. He brushed my hymen, stroked my labia, and caressed my minuscule clit. Sparks burst with each apoplexy. I had never felt anything like this in my life.

No. I never had a boy, or a girl, go down on me. Those were just dirty dreams.

I shuddered, his harsh whiskers rasping against my sensitive flesh. His lingua was so thirsty. He lapped up my ointment, building and edifice that heat in me. This must be what an orgasm was. He was going to make me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't believe this. This was my pappa doing it, so did that make it okay ?

I had to obey him. I had to be a good girl.

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it fall to the flooring. I stared down at him, my skirt bunched around my waistline, almost blocking his middle. He stared up at me with such hunger. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my shoulders shrugging the straps off. It fell away, exposing my firm, small breasts to him. He had to see that I always had small tits. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those filthy dreams.

"You oh, Daddy, yes,"I moaned as his knife licked and lapped at my pussycat.

He danced over my hot shape, driving me waste. I shuddered, grabbing his hair for support. I gripped him, my hips writhing from side to side. I ground on his face and savored every little licking flutter of his glossa. He did such spicy things to me. I quivered, a hot sensation building and building inside of me.

"Oh, Daddy, I think you 're going to pass water me cum,"I groaned."I 've never come before. This is so exciting. It 's almost scary."

"Deliverer, I ca n't believe this is really you, Delilah,"he said. He pulled his face away from my twat, my cream dribbling down his chin."Have the last few eld just been a dream ?"

"Maybe,"I said."Because this is who I am. I 'm your practiced girl. Your Virgo. You never have to worry about me again, daddy."

He groaned and buried his face back into my pussy. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't wrong because I was with pop. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my ruby slit. He licked and lapped at my tart juices. I groaned, my optic fluttering as his clapper caressed me again and again.

And then he played with that petty bud. My clitoris.

I gasped as he fluttered against my clitoris, his glossa fluttering around it. That trivial nub, that Pearl nestled in the folds of my labia, fit with pleasure. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the pleasure rippled about me. I groaned, my hip joint shaking from position to side. A wonderful heat swelled inside of me. His clapper teased my bud. Then his mouth sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."pop !"

He stared up at me with such hunger. Such intensity. I loved it. I never wanted him to stop looking at me that way. I held his haircloth, swaying. I ground my twat against his hungry mouthpiece. I loved the feel of him against my blue bits.

His tongue pressed against my hymen. His digit dug into my rump. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter tingle. I gasped, pushing down the memories of early sordid dreams I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion years. I would always be Daddy 's salutary girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my clit hard. I gasped at the tone of his lips wrapped about my bud again. It was incredible. I quivered and moaned, my little boob jiggling. The insistence built and built. I could n't rent much to a greater extent of this. I squeezed my eyes shut, little virtuoso twinkling in the shadow. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the first time ever.

My kitty-cat convulsed. I felt a spasming abstruse inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My Virgo the Virgin consistence trembled, my cherry juices bathing his face. I could reek my tart passion perfuming the air. I gasped as those waving of delight splashed across my mind.

"Oh, my gosh, yes !"I gasped, staring down at my pappa."This is incredible."

"You taste incredible, Delilah,"he growled.

His glossa licked and lapped at my folds. He gathered up all the juice overflowing out of me. It was unbelievable. I felt so airheaded from my coming. I shook my head, more of those moving ridge drowning my intellect. My back arched, my firm titties jiggling. pop held me tight as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so much I lost my balance. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my rump and then I was sprawled on my back, my legs spread. My wench fluttered up to cover my stomach, my pussy exposed.

"You okay, Delilah ?"Daddy asked, looking down at me. My juices adorn his sassing and chin.

"I 'm fine, daddy,"I said."My, oh my, that was incredible. I ca n't trust how awe-inspiring that felt."

"I know,"he groaned."Fuck, I ca n't help myself. I 'm sorry, Delilah."

"For what ?"I asked as Daddy fumbled at his belt.

I gasped at the rustling of his jeans. He shoved them down in a flash. His cock popped out of his boxers a heartbeat later. It was the outset one I 'd ever seen. Those unity in the dreams did n't consider. I stared at my Daddy 's tool in shock. It thrust out thick and long from his iniquity pubic hair. He moved over me, his heavy ball swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wave of fear washed through me.

I had to be a virgin. But also to be a good girl. And that meant obeying my daddy.

"Delilah,"he growled, placing the tip of his tool against my virgin flesh. I gasped as he brushed my clit, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it grim."I 'm no-count, you 're just so sexy. I miss your mama. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish girl any longer. You 're consummate. Like she was."

"Daddy !"I gasped I felt his tool pressing on my hymen.

My cherry stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a athirst beast. My normally lenify pop transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward hard. My virginal membrane did n't stand a chance. It popped, a sharp pain followed by an vivid heat driving into my depth. My center widened as I felt my pop 's prick filling my newly deflowered pussy.

His balls smacked into me.

I gasped, clenching around him. He was all the way in me. I shuddered beneath him, wiggling my hips. I stared him around while I stared up at him in awe. It was incredible. It felt so right. I know I should be a virgin forever, but this was my Daddy. He fit me perfectly. My pussy squeezed around him, savoring the feel of his girth. He groaned, staring at me with these burning eyes.

He kissed me.

I tasted my sharp-worded succus on his lips as he drew back his prick. I whimpered into his lip, my nipple rubbing into his t-shirt. I felt his bureau through the cotton fabric, his manful strong point. I quivered, my pussy clinging to his withdrawing rooster. The friction felt unbelievable, igniting something inside of me.

A flak that would consume me. An coming that would be even better than the one he gave me just moments ago.

He slammed back into my mar profoundness. I groaned, squeezing around him. My naughty pussycat welcomed him. My arms and legs wrapped around his body, holding him compressed as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my tart passion on his lips as his tongue thrust into my mouth. He claimed my mouth like his cock claimed my pussy.

I trembled in delight as he pumped away at me. Our bodies moved and heaved together. It was wonderful. His cock buried into me over and over, his clump smacking into my physical body. Against the bottom side of my butt-cheeks and that landing strip of flesh between my pussy in my asshole.

My contamination. That was what they called it in those filthy dreams.

Daddy 's nut smacked into my contamination over and over. He drove his cock hard into me. I gripped his trunk, my sleeve and thigh were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his backbone. He stirred such passion in me. I was n't a virgin any longer. My dad had claimed me.

I was his.

I broke the kiss and moaned,"Yes, yes, I love you, papa !"

"My little fille,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending tingles racing through me. My pussy clamped down on his cock, increasing the friction.

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his hefty chest through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck opening. His sensory hair rasped against my sore frame as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every thrust bringing me near and closer to that wonderful rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my climax. I wanted to find his cock slamming into me and taking me to that wonderful exaltation. I knew it would be incredible. A moment of vestal bliss. I humped against him, grinding my clit against his pubic mound. Sparks flared inside of me.

I savored every moment of it.

"Yes, yes, Daddy !"I moaned."Oh, pop, I love your cock in me. Am I being a in effect young lady ?"

"Yes !"he growled. He thrust harder, driving that dick so deep into me."You 're finally my good girl, Delilah."

That made me tingle. My cunt clamped down hard on his tool, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my twat welcoming him. So unbelievable. His pubic pearl ground against my clitoris, short spark bursting from it every time. I whimpered, my oculus fluttering. I was so close to exploding.

So close to that moment of rapture.

He drove so hard into me. So cryptical into me. That wonderful shaft filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my hips dancing from incline to side. I stirred my cunt around him.

"Daddy ! Daddy !"I moaned."It 's about to befall. I 'm about to have my maiden orgasm."

"Did n't you cum when I ate you out ?"

"Was n't that a aspiration ?"I gasped."I do n't care, just keep driving your big prick into me. Oh, pappa, I love you !"

I came.

My pussy writhed and spasmed about his prick. That tremendous pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my torso and splashed across my mind. Euphoria drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my cunt spasming wildly about his girth.

My pussy climaxed and writhed around his dick. I trembled in delight every time he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his head, staring down into my eyes. His were so brown and burning with his passion. He hammered my convulsing twat, sending new and fresh waving of bliss sweeping through my body.

"Daddy !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his dick. It was amazing. My orgasm flooded one after the other through my soundbox. This upsurge of naughty, incestuous delight surged through me. He buried hard in my slit, his dick stirring me up. It was unbelievable. I trembled beneath him, squeezing tight around him. So much exaltation consumed me. I wanted to hold open experiencing this.

I wanted to hold open drowning in ecstasy.

But I also wanted something else. Something that only my Daddy could return me."Daddy ! You have to cum in me. Flood my pussy."

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His brass twisted as he slammed his dick deep in me.

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the floor, the carpeting rasping beneath my back and buns. I shuddered beneath him, my nipples kissing his chest and his curly tomentum. Such delight guessing through my body.

Waves swept through me. Each one started by that hot cum splashing against my cervix. Over and over, More and Sir Thomas More of my daddy 's incestuous seed flooded me. He filled me to the brim. I quivered, just swimming in it. I groaned, so happy that I could drown in jizz.

His jizz.

"Oh, dad, yes !"I gasped as the strongest wave yet swept through me.

ecstasy drowned my mind. My thoughts swirled in eddies of rapture. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his dick dry. I savored every drop of his cum. It felt so special to take all of him. He was my dad. I loved them so much. I nuzzled my olfactory organ against his, cooing in delight.

"enchantress,"he groaned."Oh, God, what did I just do ?"

He pulled away of me, his turncock ripping out of my pussy 's embrace. I gasped as his putz left me. I was suddenly so empty again. He stood up, his cock swaying before him. He gleamed with my juices, proof that I was n't a virgin any longer.

I shuddered, feeling a tingle racing from the panties even though they were not on me. It surged across the level and hit my consistence. My pussy felt electrify. I gasped and groaned as Daddy shook his head.

"I ca n't believe I just fucked you,"he groaned."You 're my girl. You were a virgin."

I shuddered as the tingle finished rippling through my puss."Daddy, I 'm still a virgin."

"God, I just fucked you. You ca n't be a virgin."He shook his severe turncock at me. His shaft glistened with strange juice. It was n't weewee on him, so what was it ?

"dad, see,"I said. I reached down and parted my slit backtalk."There 's my virginal membrane. I 'm still your pure daughter."

He blinked in electrical shock. He leaned down, witnessing my maidenhead.

"See, you can never spoil me. You can never make me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his cock, smelling something tart and luscious on him."I 'll always love you, pop !"

I opened my lips wide of the mark and sucked his dick into my mouthpiece. I nursed on him, my brass hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my papa 's shaft. His hammer was dirty with something, and I just wanted to strip him up. The liquid state tasted perplex.

I remembered the strangest aspiration of him fucking me, and I almost could believe that I was tasting my puss juices on his shaft.

It did hold the same tart feeling that I sometimes smelled when I felt naughty.

My virgin pussy clenched as I nursed on him. He groaned, staring down at me with this look of jar on his face. I bobbed my question up and down his shaft. My back talk sealed tight about his shaft. He throbbed in my mouth.

"You really are a virgin again,"he groaned."How is that possible ?"

I popped my mouth off his dick and giggled."By not having sex, dada. You really are silly."

I sucked his cock back into my backtalk. He groaned, throbbing in me. He stared down at me, his hand stroking my tomentum. I liked that. It made me sense so naughty as I nursed on him. I bobbed my head, sliding my mouth up and down his peter. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the roof of my mouth and the side of my cheeks.

I guessed those lousy dreams I sometimes had could be useful. They were for teaching me how to clean my dada 's cock.

"Damn,"he groaned."This is like a dream. But bettor. You keep becoming a virgin. You keep staying pure. I could fuck you on your hands and stifle, and you would go back to being my virgin girl again."

I popped my mouth off his dick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to lie with me like that ?"My buttock burned as this virtuous heat burst inside of my snatch."I mean ... I 'm a good girl. If you need me to do it, I will. rightfulness now."

"God help oneself me, I do,"he groaned."I just want to make love you while you 're kneeling there. I ca n't believe I get to pop your cerise again."

Again ? He could be such a silly man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my rump at him. I felt so mischievous and wanton. Like that dirty girl from my dreams. She had big tits and light-haired hair's-breadth. nix like me.

daddy groaned. I felt his eyes running up and down my body. It made me tingle. I licked my mouth, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his paw on my right butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his cock against my snatch. right wing against my virgin human body. I shuddered, feeling so hot and naughty. I had this wicked ache inside of me.

I think I needed an orgasm to satiate it. My first.

"shucks, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his cock a little harder against my hymen. I felt my tissue layer stretching."You know how pose this feels, enchantress ? Do you enjoy your pure body ?"

"Does it lay down you happy, daddy ?"I asked.

"So very much."

I smiled in delight."Then it makes me happy, too. cum on, papa, you can cause it. My virginity. I love you !"

Daddy thrust.

I groaned as I felt my cherry tree stretching and stretching and stretching and then it popped.

I gasped as daddy slid his putz into me for the first meter. I groaned as he stretched out my bozo. My flesh expanded around his diaphysis then his globe smacked into my clit. I gasped as sparks of pleasure explosion through me. My small white meat jiggled.

My fingers clenched against the soft carpet. I groaned as daddy drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his dick dodging me. But he kept sliding out of me. More and more of his shaft left me until only his tip remained.

And then he thrust back into me. He filled me again, rocking me forward.

I whimpered, my browned whisker swaying about my face. My hip wiggled, stirring my ruin pussy around his girth. It was unbelievable. His pecker felt so terrific. So amazing. He groaned and gasped, fucking me intemperately. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every moment of it. He thrust so backbreaking into me. So fast.

He must sleep together how I feel.

"Delilah !"He groaned."Oh, god, siren, you feel amazing !"

I beamed in delight. I was so glad I could make him feel amazing."You feel grand in me, too, daddy ! Oh, yes, yes !"

My pussy squeezed around him, welcoming his hawkshaw every clock time he buried into me. Little waves of delight washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would happen. I would give a lawful delectation when my papa came in me. I groaned, savoring every instant of this. Every hot dip of his tool thrusting into me. He fucked me concentrated. He filled me up. It was incredible.

How much more of this blissfulness could I contain ? I did n't know.

"Dad ?"a new articulation groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my elder pal, Billy, standing at the entree of the life room. He wore merely a pair of boxers, his body young and sinewy, his hair Sami shadiness of brown as mine. He rubbed his center like he could n't believe what he was seeing. Daddy groaned, holding me blotto, his dick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

I gasped, wiggling my hips around his barb, stirring him up. I wanted him to pump his cock in and out of me.

"Redeemer, you 're fucking Delilah ?"my brother gasped."I knew she was a whore but—"

"Your sister is n't a prostitute !"Daddy roared."She 's a good female child. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't quit myself. She 's so a lot like your mother."

"Damn,"Billy said."If you to make love her, why not me ? I had to have from her flaunting around the theater, showing off those big tits of hers, like she was teasing me to screw her. Why do n't I just shove my cock into her sassing right now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't share her Dad ..."

His menace hung in the air.

"Do n't say anything about what I 'm doing, please,"Daddy gasped. He shifted."Uh ... maybe you could make out her mouth."

"I 'll do it, Billy,"I said to my brother,"I 'll do it for pappa. I 'm a dear girl."

I shuddered as billy club shoved down his packer. His prick flopped out, as unvoiced as daddy 's. A naughty ripple ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as papa started fucking me again. He pumped his stopcock in and out of me as Billy brought his dick closer to my rima oris. I opened extensive and swallowed my pal 's dick. I was a near girl. I was just helping out my family. I loved my daddy and my chum.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on billy goat 's cock. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his gumshoe deep into me, fucking my mouth like papa fucked my pussy. Both their cocks were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

This naughty, incestuous Benjamin Rush ran through me. My orgasm built faster and faster as I sucked on Billy 's tool. My slit squeezed down on papa 's rooster. I wiggled my hips, stirring him up interior of me. I rocked between them, working my mouth up and down billy goat 's thrusting cock while Daddy pumped his dick in and out of my pussy.

They were both using me. Fucking me. I was making them both happy.

I sucked as grueling as I could on Billy 's dick. He groaned, his powerful chest of drawers rippling above me. tosh ran down my chin. The taste of his precum filled my mouth. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to retrieve hearing it in my naughty dreams. I shuddered, my pelvis wiggling back and forth, stirring pappa 's dick around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"Suck my cock, niggling whore,"Billy groaned.

"She 's not a whore !"pa growled, slamming his dick hard and deep into my cunt."She 's your loving, short sister. esteem her."

"Sure,"he-goat groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to suck my shaft for so long, Delilah. Fuck, I got to blow up in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to set off. I wanted both my brother and my dad to be so happy. To meet amazing. I squeezed my deflowered pussy around dada 's thrusting dick. He groaned, his sound ballock smacking into my button. Delicious sparks burst from it. My orgasm came nigh and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

I squeezed my eyes shut, rocking between them. They both used me. Fucked me. Billy held my hair as he groaned. He drove his cock farther and farther down my throat. His dick slammed down my esophagus. Before I knew it, his thick pubic hair was rubbing into my lips and his balls were smacking into my chin. He groaned in delight.

"You can deep-throat a putz, slut,"he growled.

"She is not a slut !"Daddy howled as he buried his dick in me.

I came.

My pussy quivered around daddy 's cock. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around Billy 's tool. I sucked hard as pop rammed into me. Waves of delight washed out of my pussycat. Sparks outburst before my eyes.

The pleasure was stupendous.

My pussy convulsed and spasmed around pappa 's big prick. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my deepness and sent new waving of delectation rippling through my body. I groaned, whimpering about my brother 's big shaft as he drove it down my throat. His balls smacked into my chin.

wiz burst across my eyes.

"God fucking damn, I love the way she moans,"my brother groaned."I ca n't take much more of this."

"You got to try her pussy,"groaned Daddy."Damn, she 's cracking. So fast and juicy. It 's the second time I fucked her deflowered cunt. Ca n't wait to pop your cerise again."

My crony groaned. My daddy growled. They both erupted.

Hot cum splashed against my neck and spurted into the cover of my throat. The jizz filled my pussy and mouth. I gulped down my brother 's salty loading while my pussy milked pa 's balls dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The pleasure drowned my mind. This was so awing. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my Brother 's incestuous germ while dada filled my kitty with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my mind melting.

The swarthiness swelled and swirled across my vision. My coming intensified so practically, I could n't think. I was just a quivering ball of flesh pleasing the men of my family. I felt myself drifting. Floating. Tingles raced through me as I shuddered.

I did n't get it on how tenacious I felt amazing.

I felt like I was on my side, my kitty-cat and talk both suddenly empty. The pleasure began to dwindle. I had just blown my Brother and pop. The tingles intensified around my pussy, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My eyes fluttered open. The naughty dream I was having faded away. It was so wicked of me to think that I had sucked on my brother 's prick while Daddy fucked me intemperately from behind.

"Go ahead, reach her pussy a try,"pappa was saying."She 'll love it."

"No criminal offense, Dad, I do n't exactly want your soggy seconds,"billy said.

"Oh, you 'll receive that she 's pure. She 's a Virgo, are n't you, femme fatale ?"

I rolled onto my back, staring up at my brother and my daddy."I am. Always. See !"

I spread my thighs, my finger's breadth parting my kitty lips adorned by my soft down of brown hair. I nudged my hymen."See, no cock has ever been in me."

"What the shag ?"groaned my brother.

Dad grinned."See, she 'll always be my virginal little daughter. Enjoy her. She 'll be a virgin again when I need her."

I beamed."I 'll always be your Virgo, Daddy. I love you."

"I love you. You 're just perfect now."

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a penetrative prick of pain as my brother popped my cherry and slammed his tool into my pure profundity. I shuddered, taking my start cock ever. All those other unity did n't enumerate.

They were only racy dreams.

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The trope quivered with hullabaloo. The magic was unbelievable. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her first time was intoxicating. The possibilities the panties held were amazing.

It stared down at the next pair it had prepared, full of its mischievous magic. This one was a whirl of black-market and white, like the pattern you 'd see on a dairy farm cow. The anatomy stroked across the fabric, caressing the two password. A short phrase.

A question.

Got Milk River ?

The figure smiled, tidal bore to drop off these panties. It could n't hold back for its adjacent mind-controlling fun to begin.

To be continued in the next tale of Mind-Controlling scanty ...