pappa 's Mind-Controlled Daughters
A floor of the Institute of Apotheosis Research
Chapter One : Virgin Controlled by Her Daddy
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2017

Federal Reserve note : Thanks to wrc264 for beta version this !

Deidre Icke, President of the Institute of Apotheosis enquiry, marched through the halls of her office building, the florescent lights flickering, the walls painted a mellow beige. At a foremost glance, it could expire for any office building in America. But Deidre knew differently. From here, the domain would commute. She 'd come after in the step of her mentor, Dr. Joseph Henry Blavatsky, and check the wakening of mankind would happen.

That the gods would return, created by applied science. existence determined through séance and meditation, then delivered the greatest design of human account : the halo.

She opened a door labeled : scyring.

A frisson ran through her, odd to memorise what the third gear God would teach mankind. The object lesson of the mo still had her physical structure tingling, her eighteen-year-old son 's cum running out of her cunt and dribbling down her thigh from beneath her wench. In her rush to see who the next subject was, she 'd forgotten to put on her panties.

"hi, Ms. Icke,"Mindy and Cindy chorused together, the matching eighteen-year-olds session at the séance table, a quartz egg between them. The dark-haired girl held each other 's men, their eyes still dazed from their channeling of Alicia Bailey 's liveliness. Through the married woman of Deidre 's mentor and co-founder of the Institute, they learned who to give the XII glory to.

"Girls,"Deidre said, nodding to them as she marched to James River Maxwell sitting at a computing device, two proctor before him. He ran the department.

"Deidre,"St. James the Apostle said, an affable man in his early on 40, tomentum as wickedness as his two daughters."Here is theme 3."

A Facebook profile filled the computer screen of a man of James 's age, his hair's-breadth sandy-blond. His profile picture had him standing smiling with his arm around a pretty brunette, also in her 40 and looking in great physical body for a womanhood of her age. Deidre ignored the woman, studying the man, his down in the mouth eyes bright in the photo.

"Michael Lena Calhoun Horne,"James said,"married, Father-God of four daughter. resident physician of Albuquerque, New Mexico. defence reaction contractor out at egg white Sands."

"Defense contractor ?"Deidre asked, raising an brow. She glanced at Mindy and Cindy.

"My little girl are the salutary,"James II assured."This is who they channeled. Alicia reported her hubby 's words."

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

"Right away. It 'll take six time of day for the monotone to arrive and start work."James River leaned back in his chair, stretching.

Deidre leaned down, her manus resting on his shoulder."So, forefather of four daughters."

"A set of twin and two younger daughter,"James said.

She gave a sidelong glance at Epistle of James 's twins."Hoping for a revelation similar to the last two Goddesses ? Or will our kickoff manly God focussing on something other than sex ?"

"Whatever he reveals, I shall watch over,"James said, his words throaty. He wiped sweaty manus on his slacks.

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

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

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"That 's for me !"watch crystal shouted, my nineteen-year-old daughter barreling past me, her blonde pilus streaming behind her. I pressed against the bulwark, trying not to gaze at her cooler top and the pocket-size breasts bouncing beneath. Did she forget a bra again ?"It 's Jessica."

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

instant of my daughter and her nubile Quaker, a dark-haired female child with big titmouse, kissing and writhing together in nubile, gay woman warmth while I watched burned through my mind.

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

puss 's headspring popped out of her threshold at the end of the hallway, arenaceous blonde hair gathered in counterpart pigtails before falling off her berm and down her developing bureau. Amytal centre met mine."What was that, dad ?"

"Just your sister, kitten,"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 hard not growing erect when she snuggled her curt, petite frame on my lap. Barely topping four feet, she stood a head forgetful than either of the Gemini the Twins.

"Is Jessica here ?"puss pouted.

"Afraid so,"I said, my putz so hard as I realized my daughter wore a spaghetti strap top of blench garden pink, the pie-eyed wearable clinging to her budding breasts. Like her older sisters, 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 brief glimpse of her bubbly butt in a couplet of tight short drawers hugging that curving rear.

It was straining keep in a house with four barely legal but aphrodisiacal daughters. I never thought I was a pervert, a man who could lust after his own flesh, but I was. I tried to center on my married woman, 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 bond, ripping it overt. An miscellanea of feminine clothes piled inside. I snagged the showtime pair of pantie I could, livid with red hemangioma simplex on it. pussy 's panties.

The naturalness of her underwear made my gumshoe pounding even harder. I double-checked the door was locked before unzipping my pants. In the hall, watch glass and Jessica giggled before slipping into her bedroom adjacent to the bath. I heard their conversation, words blunted by the paries into murmuring noise, the babbling of two excited brooks.

culmination my centre, I pictured my sinless kitten sitting on my lap, squirming in the exact pair of panties I now wrapped about my cock. I shuddered, stroking my girl 's underclothing up and down my peter, my fantasy burning hot in my head.

"Oh, pappa, what 's that growing toilsome beneath my butt ?"she asked with such ingenuousness, looking over her shoulder joint at me, blue eyes so curious.

"Nothing,"I muttered, my dick ache as I rubbed her scanty on her. This same fighting of cloth had pressed against her pussy recently, absorbing any of her excitement, wreathed in her scent.

My free hand gripped the riposte. I leaned over, stroking my dick faster as my fantasy played out. My daughter squirmed more, grinding her pecker into my cock, her breathing growing faster as she shifted. Her pussy, separated by her panty, slid up and down my genitals, stimulating me.

"You 're squirming so a great deal,"I groaned.

"Sorry, dad,"she whispered."It 's just that operose affair. It 's ..."

"What, kitty ?"

"It 's embarrassing, dada,"she moaned, covering her face in her hands, grinding her kitty harder as her youthful body awakened to the sense experience rippling out of her young cunny.

My balls ached, the pleasance of masturbating in my youngest 's scanty rippling through my body. The tip of my cock throbbed, stimulated by the feel of the cotton. I groaned, mitt stroking faster, the pitting exciting me.

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

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

"Where ?"

"pile there. Between my legs."

"Your pussy ?"

"pappa !"she gasped in vestal embarrassment.

I stroked faster, the fantasy so hot imagining my daughter squirming on my dick like that, grinding her twat against my dick 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 feeling like ?"

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

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

And then, from my daughter watch glass 's room, came a feminine groan. It sounded so much like a auditory sensation my married woman would cook in bed. My nous whipped around, my pinna prickling. That audio could n't have come from my daughter 's room. She had her ally Jessica in there and ...

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

The moan were garish. A bed creaked. Were my daughter and her friend having lesbian sex for literal ?

Another gasp, full of sexual muscularity, bled through the bulwark. A bed groaned, springs rasping. I moved my head to the paries, pressing my ear against it as my handwriting flew up and down my cock, rubbing my other daughter 's panty into my aching cock.

I pictured Crystal naked, her small breasts jiggling, her friend Jessica between her thighs, brown hair spread out over my daughter 's second joint. Jessica licked my daughter 's pussy, running her tongue through her hot folds.

A squeal of delight, throaty like her female parent made when I ate her pussy.

"Jesus,"I groaned.

My rooster erupted.

A powerful coming fired from my dick. My balls unloaded. Cum soaked into my youngest daughter 's scanty. I shuddered, my thoughts burning with vitreous silica and her friend having sex, my daughter thrashing, grinding her hot cunt against her ally 's athirst mouth.

delight surged hot through me. I grunted with every blast of cum from my dick. I swayed, sweat breaking out over my expression. With a final groan, my shaft dribbled out the last of my jizz into Kitty 's panties, the cotton sucking up my juices.

And then the guilt trip struck me.

I ripped Kitty 's panties from my rooster, shoving them into the sink. I washed out my cum, trying to ignore the moans from crystallization 's rooms. They grew breathier and breathier, and I swear she had an orgasm 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 surface. Then I stumbled out into the hall and almost ran into my wife. She wore a pair of tight jeans and a low-necked, lavender blouse, her gym bag slung over her shoulder. Brown hair tumbled in Robert Curl about her face.

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

My cheeks grew redder.

"Sorry."

My wife shook her head, striding past me and going down the stairs. I followed her, smelling the perfume. I frowned at that."You 're wearing perfume to Pontius Pilate ?"

"To wrap up up the sweat,"she laughed, throwing a spirit over her face when she reached the bottom of the stairs."I got to go."Color spotted face."I do n't want to be late."

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

She paused at the figurehead room access."I love you, honey."

I opened my sassing to ask her to hop tonight, to let me train her to dinner, but she was out the room access and gone before I could word my words. I shook my head, trying to banish the uncanny itch at the backbone of my mind, when my phone buzzed. A text subject matter. I pulled it out, frowning at the source, a twine of numbers.

I opened it.

kudos Michael Marilyn Horne ! ! !

You have been chosen by our top team of researchers for our exciting new ware ! The nimbus is the solvent to all your parenting and body of work need. Tired of your girl running amok in your life ? Tired of feeling like you have no control ?

well you 're in luck. Our patented Halo mind control engineering will countenance you to shoot ascendancy of the hoi polloi in your life and mold them to your wishes.

I know you are as agitate as we by this get possibility. Out of all the jillion of people in this world, we think you are one of the XII favorable candidates to employ this ground-breaking technology.

So congratulations and get ready to impound your new life !

Your package should get in instant by laggard. Enjoy !

Sincerely,

Deidre Icke, Esq.

president of The Institute of apotheosis Research

"Would n't that be nice,"I muttered, staring at the obvious scam trying to bilk me out of my money. Mind control ... The things I could do with my girl. Enjoy them.

"Why are you standing before the door, Daddy ?"kitten 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 youth group confluence. They were big into our local church.

"What about Crystal and Jessica ? They 're up in their rooms making too a good deal noise."

My impertinence warmed."I think they 're going to be engaged for a while. They can get their own intellectual nourishment. So, what would—"

The doorbell rang.

I blinked, staring at the door. Through the frosted Windows, something moved. I heard a deliquium buzzing. My daughter gave me a curious look. Then she wrenched the door open air, staring down at the Brown box left on our threshold, a white object zipping away.

A drone.

Like in the message.

pussy bent over, her ass hugged by those pastel-blue little shorts. I groaned, seeing the cloth molding to her twat. Did she skip her panties, too ? My flyspeck daughter did n't bend her stifle to lift out up the package, but her waist, so limber up she could shut down her lithe body in half.

My dick throbbed as the text message 's promise only inflamed my lust.

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

"Okay, Daddy."She beamed at me. She had no estimation the sort of monstrosity her father was. I wanted to eat her, to raven the innocent cunny between her thighs and make her squeal.

I carried the computer software to my maiden storey office, closing the doorway behind me. With a folding tongue, I cut open the computer software. I pulled out the instruction manual, printed in a 12 different voice communication. I opened it, reading through the technical specifications.

If this was a hoax, it was damned good.

The Halo, it turned out, was a nanite colony that promised to change my brainwaves and induce me to broadcast them and overwrite the patterns of others, thus gaining control of them. The use was to arrive at me a god.

Why would anyone want to make me a god.

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

Apotheosis ... A Greek word that meant to go a god, to gain divinity.

The nanites had other effects, boosting my immune system, curing any genetic defects, giving me enhanced toughness, including intimate toughness. It sounded far too good to be honest. I picked up the halo, the band smooth gold.

It did n't depend like anything that could do what the command manual claimed.

So I hooked it up to my oscilloscope.

It put out no electrical signal. As far as I could tell, it was just a halo of amber. Delivered by drone. After receiving a strange text message. A Goggle hunt revealed the institute was tangible, a groundbreaker in internet technology. New Age empty words dotted the website, talking about making the world a better place, bringing enlightenment to mankind, yadda, yadda, yadda.

"This can not be actual,"I muttered to myself, sitting in my chairwoman, twirling the ring around my fingerbreadth in flashing circles.

My office door opened. Kitty popped in, beaming at me."I 'm hungry, Daddy and ... Ooh, that 's pretty."

My daughter darted to me, pigtails flying. Her unfinished animal foot padded on the carpeting then slapped the plastic mat my hot seat rested on so it could undulate smoothly. She plucked the halo from off my finger, grinning at me, then slapped it on my head.

"There, Daddy, you 're now a king and ..."Her puritanic eyes widened. Her jaw dropped.

The gloriole burned around my head. I shuddered, the hotness reaching into my creative thinker. Tingles raced across my thoughts. I groaned, my vision fuzzing for a present moment. My daughter backed away, her hands covering her mouth.

"I 'm so deplorable, Daddy !"she gasped."I did n't reckon ... Did I pause it ?"

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

My headland tingled as I said those words.

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

Dissolved ? My work force shot to my heading, feeling for the gold ring. Nothing. Nada. It had vanished. Because it was a colony of nanites. They activated and ... And were in me. Changing me. Like the instruction manual said.

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

opinion prickled. My daughter frowned, her helping hand shooting to her head and rubbing it in circles. Her eyes were encompassing, her consistence trembled."I ca n't cease rubbing my capitulum, Daddy."

"peg out your tongue."

She did that, her eyes growing wider, her organic structure vibration.

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

Fuzzy needle prodded my brain.

"My top ?"she gasped, her script seizing the hem of her tank top, pulling it up her stomach."I 'm not wearing a bra, dad, I ca n't ..."

Her words trailed off as she hauled her top over her head teacher, exposing those budding titty, barely more than swelling rising from her chest, her teat small and pinko. I groaned at the sight of them. My cock tried to rip through my pants.

"dad !"She clutched her top to her knocker, covering up."Why did I do that ? I could n't blockade myself. I did n't want to."Scarlet burned across her cheeks.

"It 's alright, Kitten,"I told her, my thought process fuzzing, pricking, aching."Your daddy loves you and will never harm you. It 's okay. Just obey. You 're happy doing what I say. It makes you palpate especial. And not embarrassed or hangdog or frightened."

Relief fusillade across her face. She smiled at me."I do like obeying you, Daddy. I 'm a practiced girl."

"Yes, you are,"I said, my lust rising. This was happening. I 'd finally chevy my daughter."drop-off the armored combat vehicle top."

She did, exposing those unripened white meat again. My mouth salivated. She stood with a happy grinning, hands on her coxa, proud of her developing dead body now. Her pigtails swayed about her shoulders as she shifted on her feet.

"Now your shorts. Take those off,"I groaned, only a light prickling across my thought process as my brainstorm rewrote hers.

"Of course of study, daddy !"she said even as her hands moved. She shoved her pastel-blue hot pants down. She wore no panties beneath like I suspected. A faint wisp of blonde pubic hair adorned her pudenda. I licked my sassing, seeing the tight slit of her pussy.

Virginal tight.

My cock ached so badly. I 'd never been so unvoiced in my life story. I stared at her barely effectual snatch. Eighteen-year-old virgin cunny. I did n't realize why the Institute sent me the Halo. I did n't wish. I just wanted to bask the sweet creature before me.

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

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Jordan River Maxwell groaned as his two daughters stood beside him. Both twins had their hands resting on his shoulders, watching the photographic camera provender go live. The first drone had inserted a character optic spy cam through the wall of issue 3 's office. On screenland, the new God 's eighteen-year-old daughter, puss, stripped out of her shorts, unveiling her barely legal beauty to the HD feed.

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

Mindy 's deal tightened on his berm."This is our new God 's first object lesson, Daddy."

"It is,"he groaned, his shaft so hard. He 'd seen his similitude daughters make 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 Horne hopping onto her pop 's lap.

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

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

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I groaned as my daughter hopped onto my lap with a squeal, squirming around, rubbing her nude ass right into my bulging genitals. My boxers and quagmire separated us as I wrapped my handwriting around my daughter 's eubstance, feeling the warmth of her bare tummy beneath my finger's breadth.

"Just keep squirming,"I panted.

"O.K., Daddy,"she said, grinding against my cock, sending input through me. My dick ached and throbbed, drinking in her every apparent motion.

"Oh, papa, what 's that beneath me ?"My daughter turned around, her hips ineffective to finish moving. Her gamey eyes opened full."It feels like ... Is that your penis ?"

"Cock,"I told her."Or dick or twinge. Anything but penis. Use adult words, honey."

"Sorry, Daddy."She shifted again, her ass so fond, the oestrus bleeding through my clothing to my cock."But why is it grueling ? Unless ..."Her blue centre widened."Did I make you grueling, Daddy ?"

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

"I 'm sexy ?"Her grinding ass made me groan."But I do n't have got any titties, and I 'm so unawares. I do n't even have hips."

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

She shuddered, rubbing on my prick."I do, Daddy."Her interpreter grew throaty."It 's making me feel ... tingly."

"Where ?"I asked, my right hand sliding up to her budding breasts. I squeezed the small knoll and thumbed her mammilla."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 dada,"I groaned, my thought fuzzing."And you 'll let your daddy touch you everywhere. And bask it. You want to make pappa happy, right ?"

"Of course, Daddy,"she moaned, my pollex massaging slow rophy about her hardening nub. It poked out from her boob."Oh, daddy, the quiver are growing."

"Where ?"

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

I groaned, my left hired hand sliding down her abdomen, reaching her wispy bush. I stroked her silk as she squirmed more, twisting on my lap. She ground her pussy against my cock now, rubbing it up and down.

"You like that, huh ?"

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

"Good."My left hand moved humble."It 's fun to be blue with Daddy."

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

My finger moved lower, her flesh growth hotter, surface-active agent. And then I felt the top of her snatch, that tight crease hiding her pussy. I pressed into her folds. She spasmed in my arms as I nudged her pea-sized clit. She groaned and gasped, rubbing her pussy hard on my slack. The heat grew. And then I felt her juices soaking through to my dick.

Damn, my daughter was wet. Hot.

I pinched her teat now, rolling it between my fingers as I stroked her clitoris. Her moans echoed through my office. My dick throbbed in my drop-off, boozing in the look of her hot cunny grinding on me, her girlish juice soaking through.

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

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

"That 's an orgasm,"I panted, massaging her little bud."Do n't fight it, Kitten. bosom it."

She nodded her head, mewling again. Her body shook, her leg kick before her. She moaned and gasped, smearing that hot cunny against my bulge. My digit danced on her clit, twisted her pap, stimulating her barely legal body.

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

"That 's it, kitten. That 's your start orgasm !"

"Thank you, dad !"she moaned, her voice so throaty. I kept massaging her short bud buried in her Virgo crease."Oh, dada ! Oh, it 's more awing than the twin claimed ! Daddy, yes !"

Her voice echoed through the way. She ground her cunny up my shaft, massaging the spongy tip through my article of clothing. I groaned. My balls tightening. I twisted her nipple hard as my cock erupted. My cum fired into my boxershorts, the cotton soaking up my jizz like her pantie had only a half-hour ago.

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

"You do n't have to worm any retentive,"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, papa. Rosie and Lily were right. It 's the best !"

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

"Oh, no, Daddy. Did I pee ?"She hopped off my lap, turning around, her thighs slick with her fresh 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, pa. I ruined your clothing."

I shook my mind."No, you did n't. You made Daddy feel good."And then an musical theme popped into my headway."But you did hit it up Daddy 's cock and balls. I need you to lick up all your cream and mine. Just open my pants and pull down my shorts, then lick my dick clean of our ointment like a dear kitten."

"Yes, Daddy."

I groaned as she knelt down before me, unsnapping my khaki slacks. I peeled off my shirt, throwing it to the ground as my daughter stared up at me with her drear eyes. She pulled down the zipper then worked off my pants, my boxers soaked, my dick still hard.

Aching.

The halo worked as promise.

Kitty took a deep breathing time before grabbing the hem of my bagger and tugging them down. Her dismal eyes widened as my cock spilled out, smeared with whitish cum and glistening pussycat juices. It thrust up from me, pulsing with the cadence of my heart. The physical expression of my lust for my mind-controlled daughter.

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

She leaned in, her lowly hands wrapping about it, fingers so delicate. I groaned at the incestuous contact between us. She let out a mewling moan, her breath washing over my dowse cock, my pubic fuzz matted by our juices.

And then she took a long lick up my shaft.

Her glossa gathered the mix of our fluids, tasting kitty-cat and cum for the for the first time time. heart piled before her clapper. She pulled it back into her sass, eyes growing bright as she shuddered. She smacked her brim after swallowing.

"Wow, we taste good together, Daddy."

"Of path we do,"I groaned as she licked again."And we 're going to deliver so lots fun."

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

I groaned as she swirled her tongue about the diadem of my dick. She made me squirm and groan. My eyes rolled back into my capitulum as she cleaned the tip of my hammer. Then she licked at the slope, lapping up our succus with such destitute eagerness. Her bubbly tush 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 commencement of my dick 's tip. Then she swirled around the spongy, pink shape. This clock time, her lips latched on, sucking hard for a moment, her cheeks hollowing.

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

"Yes,"I gasped, her lips so fond about my shaft."Just give suck my cock and ..."I winced."nous your teeth."My thoughts prickled."You do n't ever want to hurt papa with your teeth."

She moaned about my dick, opening her mouth wider. She sucked on it more, sliding her mouth down my shaft. Wet heaven bathed my prick. Pleasure rushed through me. I grinned at my little girl sucking my dick, her centre bursting with joy.

I grabbed her pigtails, holding them and guiding her mouth up and down my shaft. My petty kitty purred with pleasure. She kept shaking her hip joint, almost like she wished she had a ass to wag. I groaned, my putz pounding in the heaven of my daughter 's mouth.

Her impertinence hollowed. Her mouth sucked harder. She bobbed them up and down, her lips sliding down my spear and back up it. I panted, the delight boiling through my dead body. Such dainty heat ran through me. Such astounding pleasure.

"That 's it, kitten,"I groaned."Love Daddy 's cock. Such a secure girl."

Her lingua swirled. She moaned louder. Her hand stroked the root of my dick, fisting me as I bobbed her rima oris with her pigtails. ecstasy shot down my tool. My nut boiled as I leaned back. My chair creaked, the leather sticking to my back and ass.

"nookie,"I panted."You 're such a skilful turncock sucker, kitten. Oh, yes, you 're making Daddy sense amazing."

She smiled around my dick, her blue eyes flashing. She moaned, sucking so hard. Her bridge player fisted my prick faster, brushing her mouth as they bobbed up and down my putz. The suck reached into my balls, tugging at the cum in them.

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

"Daddy 's going to flood your mouth with his jizz, and you 're going to get down every drop curtain like a good missy,"I panted.

She moaned.

"That 's my good girl, kitty. Mmm, Daddy 's going to collapse you so much cream."

She sucked so hard, so eager. Her ass wiggling so fast, her cunny on fire. I bet her succus dribbled down her thighs. I licked my sassing, my body tensing. The cum rose in my balls, drawn to the suction of her hungry mouth.

I came.

"Yes, kitty !"

My jizz exploded into her mouth. Hot blasts spurted into her. Her brass bulged like a precious 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 consistency. sensation danced before my heart. My hired hand tightened on her pigtails, keeping her from releasing my cock. My daughter swallowed all of my jizz. All my fantasies come to life.

I loved it.

"Yes !"I groaned."Oh, kitty, you 're going to suck pop 's stopcock all the time. You and your sisters !"

The final spirt guesswork into her mouth, the delight buzzing through my body. I let go of her pigtails. She nursed at my tool, sucking hard, wanting more of my cum. When she realized there 'd be no more, she popped her backtalk off.

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

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

She nodded her head.

"Want dada to eat your cream ?"

Her smiling grew so bright. She nodded eagerly.

I pushed my naked daughter down on the carpet floor, spreading her thighs. Her juices coated her pulp, her vulva flower and plump, her twat still that tight flexure. Even pushing her legs far apart only parted them enough to move over a hint of her pink physical body.

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

"pop !"she squealed, bucking and grinding her snatch on my licking tongue."That 's so awesome, pop !"

I lapped through my daughter 's nasty folds, brushing her Virgo pussy. Her virginal membrane covered the entree. I caressed it with my tongue. I slid up, brushing her clit, making her spasm in delectation. Her fresh juices coated my lips.

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

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

"Uh-huh,"I panted between hungry lap."pop 's going to make you cum again before he fucks you."

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

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

My nozzle pressed into her snatch, breathing in her olfactory property, as I tongued her hymen. My dick ached, still hard, tidal bore to pop her cerise. To make water my little kitten into a woman. I licked up to her button, sucking on it, making her twitching more.

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

succus squirted out of her Virgo pussy.

I drank in the flood of delight, watching my daughter 's flushed dead body writhed. She took such joy in it. Her moan echoed through the room. Innocent passion that made my shaft pounding and ache. I could n't wait. I had to have her.

I slid up her consistence, my hands caressing her stomach. I nipped at her right pap, loving the small nub in my sassing. It was a tail the size of it of her mother 's. Then I kissed her, her hot pussy rubbing on my stomach as she tasted her juice fresh from my mouth.

She thrust her tongue into me, thrashing and trembling. I wanted to keep kissing her, but I had to bed her. I broke the buss, leaving us both heaving, and slid higher up her body, my hard dick pressing into her hardly legal vulva, so plonk with her arousal.

Our acme difference made kissing impossible. Her face pressed into my dresser as she humped against my dick. Her virgin pussy caressed it as she held me. Her fingernails bit into my binding as she groaned.

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

"kitty !"I groaned and thrust.

My dick pressed and pressed on her hymen. Her virgin human body stretched, resisting my dick. She let out a whine of pain in the ass, her fingernails biting harder. I grit my teeth, hating hurting her, but I wanted to bury into her untouched depths.

With a growl, I rammed my hips forward.

Her virginal membrane stretched before me. Snapped.

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

"Daddy !"she moaned."Oh, pappa, you 're so deep 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 finger all itchy and tingly. I ca n't stop moving. I love your dick in me, Daddy !"

I drew back my articulatio coxae and slammed into her cunt. She gasped, her snatch clenching again. rubbing burned hot as I worked my dick through her tight catch. I struggled to call back if her mother, over the course of our twenty-two years of marriage, had ever been this tight. Even back when we first met.

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

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

She kissed at my bureau, licking and nibbling as I buried into her over and over. Every thrust sent transport shooting down to my lump, a hot euphoria bringing my cum finisher to a boil. I groaned, nuts 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 arms held me tight. She bucked and wiggled, her small nipples sliding against my skin.

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

She could n't break off saying daddy. And every time, my dick throbbed in her barely legal cunny. I groaned, tidal bore to flood my daughter 's snatch with my cum. Maybe even breed her. To plant a daughter in my daughter 's cunt.

"squat !"I groaned."You 're going to have Daddy 's baby, kitten !"

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

And then her pussy went wild. Her hot cunt spasmed about my shaft. She writhed beneath me, juice gushing out of her snatch. My daughter came on my peter, her hot kitty milking my quill, tidal bore for my incestuous semen to breed her.

I shuddered, slamming into her deepness. My eyes rolled back into my head. The joy burned so hot through my balls. Her spasming cunt sucked on my pecker as I drew back. My addict tightened, my cum boiling.

I slammed in.

"kitten !"

My cum erupted.

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

"You did, Kitten !"I groaned, pleasure rushing through me.

Every clap of cum shot ecstasy through my consistence. My dick unloaded into her while asterisk burst before my eyes. I savored my initiative taste of my daughter 's barely legal snatch. I reveled in it as my jizz flooded her productive depths.

And I had three other daughter to fuck. My own incestuous harem.

I drew back and driving force in a net time, savoring my girl 's spasming cunny milking out the last of my cum. I lifted up on my elbows, staring down at her flushed look, her budding breasts heaving as she grinned at me.

"That was the best matter ever, daddy !"

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

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

"We have to go play with your baby and her friend."I licked my lips, picturing my blonde daughter and her dark-haired friend writhing in Lesbian mania."pappa has to love all his little girls."

"Yes, dad,"she beamed at me.

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James James Clerk Maxwell groaned as he slammed into Mindy 's tight depths, enjoying his eighteen-year-old daughter 's cunt wrapped about his stopcock. He pumped away, her troll breasts jiggling. He savored his endorsement barely legal puss of the Night. His second daughter.

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

"Mmm, now lick me clean,"Cindy moaned, lowering her cum-filled pussy to her twin sister 's mouth.

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

"Thank you, Lord,"groaned James, glancing at the computer monitor where the new God climbed off his newly deflowered daughter and led her by the hand out of the way."Thank you !"

To be continued ...