pop 's Mind-Controlled Daughters
A narrative of the Institute of nonesuch research
Chapter One : Virgin Controlled by Her pappa
By mypenname3000
right of first publication 2017

note : Thanks to wrc264 for beta Reading this !

Deidre Icke, prexy of the Institute of deification inquiry, marched through the halls of her office staff building, the florescent ignitor flickering, the walls painted a mellow beige. At a first coup d'oeil, it could pass for any business office building in the States. But Deidre knew differently. From here, the world would transfer. She 'd succeed in the footsteps of her mentor, Dr. Patrick Henry Blavatsky, and insure the waking up of man would happen.

That the gods would return, created by engineering. Beings determined through séance and meditation, then delivered the greatest innovation of human chronicle : the halo.

She opened a door labeled : scyring.

A shudder ran through her, peculiar to learn what the third God would learn mankind. The lesson of the second still had her body tingle, her eighteen-year-old son 's cum running out of her cunt and dribbling down her thighs from beneath her skirt. In her Benjamin Rush to see who the next subject field was, she 'd blank out to put on her panties.

"Hello, Ms. Icke,"Mindy and Cindy chorused together, the similitude eighteen-year-olds sitting at the séance table, a crystal ball between them. The dark-haired fille held each early 's hands, their center still dazed from their channeling of Alicia Bailey 's feeling. Through the wife of Deidre 's mentor and co-founder of the Institute, they learned who to chip in the 12 halos to.

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

"Deidre,"James said, an affable man in his other XL, hair as dark as his two daughters."Here is Subject 3."

A Facebook profile filled the computer screen door of a man of James 's age, his hair sandy-blond. His profile picture had him standing smiling with his arm around a pretty brunette, also in her 1940s and looking in expectant Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe for a cleaning lady of her age. Deidre ignored the woman, studying the man, his dingy eyes bright in the photo.

"Michael Horne,"James IV said,"married, father of four daughters. Resident of Albuquerque, New Mexico. Defense contractor out at Patrick Victor Martindale White Sands."

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

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

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

"Right away. It 'll exact six hour for the pilotless aircraft to arrive and begin work."James leaned back in his chair, stretching.

Deidre leaned down, her hand resting on his shoulder."So, father of four daughters."

"A set of twins and two younger daughters,"James II said.

She gave a sidelong glance at James I 's twins."Hoping for a revelation similar to the cobbler's last two Goddesses ? Or will our first male God stress on something other than sex ?"

"Whatever he reveals, I shall keep an eye on,"Saint James said, his words throaty. He wiped sweaty hands on his slacks.

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

She had sentence to delight her small fry before writing her message to the new God.

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"That 's for me !"Crystal shouted, my nineteen-year-old girl barreling past me, her blonde hair streaming behind her. I pressed against the wall, trying not to stare at her armoured combat vehicle top and the minor breasts bouncing beneath. Did she bury a bra again ?"It 's Jessica."

Those two were best champion. Before I could even advertize off the wall, I heard my daughter 's understructure slapping down the step before she practically crashed into the strawman room access just beyond. Then came girlish squeals.

flashing of my daughter and her nubile supporter, a black-haired girl with big bosom, kissing and writhing together in nubile, tribade passion while I watched burned through my mind.

Guilt twisted through me. Ever since the twin, Rosie and Lily, turned eighteen three years ago, I 'd begun to notice my daughter. First the twins as they matured, then vitreous silica last year, and now even Kitty, my untested just turned xviii, drew my attention.

pot 's oral sex popped out of her door at the end of the hallway, sandy blonde hair gathered in Twin Falls pigtails before falling off her shoulders and down her developing pectus. Blue eyes met mine."What was that, pa ?"

"Just your sister, kitten,"I said. Her female parent 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 Old, it was hard not growing erect when she snuggled her short, bantam inning on my lap. Barely topping four feet, she stood a question little than either of the twins.

"Is Jessica here ?"kitten pouted.

"Afraid so,"I said, my gumshoe so strong as I realized my daughter wore a spaghetti strap top of wan pink, the close wearable clinging to her budding breasts. Like her older sisters, she dressed to evince off her developing body.

"I hope they stay in her way,"Kitty muttered then darted back into hers. I caught the briefest coup d'oeil of her bubbly butt in a pair of tight unretentive short circuit hugging that curving rear.

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

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

My hands went to the wash hamper, ripping it opened. An assortment of feminine apparel piled inside. I snagged the first couplet of step-in I could, Edward D. White with red strawberries on it. puss 's panties.

The innocence of her underwear made my dick throbbing even harder. I double-checked the door was locked before unzipping my pants. In the hallway, Crystal and Jessica giggled before slipping into her bedroom adjacent to the bathroom. I heard their conversation, wrangle blunted by the paries into murmuring dissonance, the lallation of two excited brooks.

Closing my eyes, I pictured my innocent Kitty sitting on my lap, squirming in the exact duet of panties I now wrapped about my cock. I shuddered, stroking my daughter 's underwear up and down my dick, my illusion burning hot in my head.

"Oh, pa, what 's that growing hard beneath my prat ?"she asked with such innocence, looking over her shoulder at me, blue eye so curious.

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

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

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

"Sorry, daddy,"she whispered."It 's just that hard affair. It 's ..."

"What, Kitten ?"

"It 's embarrassing, daddy,"she moaned, covering her font in her hands, grinding her pussycat harder as her youthful body awakened to the sensations rippling out of her vernal cunny.

My balls ached, the pleasure of masturbating in my youngest 's panties rippling through my trunk. The tip of my shaft throbbed, stimulated by the tactile property of the cotton. I groaned, paw stroking faster, the roughness exciting me.

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

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

"Where ?"

"Down there. Between my legs."

"Your cunt ?"

"Daddy !"she gasped in virginal embarrassment.

I stroked faster, the fantasy so hot imagining my daughter squirming on my dick like that, grinding her pussy 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 fretful. I ca n't intercept moving and grinding on ... What is it, dad ?"

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

And then, from my girl Crystal 's room, came a womanly moan. It sounded so very much like a sound my wife would make in bed. My point whipped around, my ears prickling. That sound could n't hold come from my girl 's room. She had her Friend Jessica in there and ...

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

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

Another gasp, wax of sexual DOE, bled through the rampart. A bed groaned, springiness rasping. I moved my head to the bulwark, pressing my ear against it as my hand flew up and down my cock, rubbing my former daughter 's step-in into my aching cock.

I pictured crystallization naked, her small breasts jiggling, her supporter Jessica between her thighs, chocolate-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 mother made when I ate her pussy.

"Jesus,"I groaned.

My cock erupted.

A powerful coming fired from my dick. My egg unloaded. Cum soaked into my youngest daughter 's scanty. I shuddered, my persuasion burning with vitreous silica and her friend having sex, my daughter debacle, grinding her hot bitch against her friend 's thirsty mouth.

Pleasure surged hot through me. I grunted with every fire of cum from my dick. I swayed, sweat breaking out over my grimace. With a last groan, my tool dribbled out the last of my jizz into Kitty 's scanty, the cotton sucking up my juices.

And then the guilt struck me.

I ripped Kitty 's panties from my pecker, shoving them into the sink. I washed out my cum, trying to ignore the groan from quartz 's rooms. They grew breathier and breathier, and I swear she had an orgasm before I finished.

Giggles echoed. Then something diffuse slap, like feminine lips kissing.

I shoved my daughter 's step-in deep into the shackle, burying it far from the surface. Then I stumbled out into the G. Stanley Hall and almost ran into my wife. She wore a pair of tight blue jean and a low-cut, lavender blouse, her gym bag slung over her berm. John Brown hair tumbled in curls about her face.

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

My cheeks grew redder.

"Sorry."

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

"To get over up the travail,"she laughed, throwing a flavour over her face when she reached the bottom of the stair."I got to go."people of colour spotted cheeks."I do n't want to be late."

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

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

I opened my lip to ask her to vamoose tonight, to let me use up her to dinner, but she was out the room access and gone before I could word my speech. I shook my head, trying to banish the eldritch urge at the spinal column of my creative thinker, when my phone buzzed. A text message. I pulled it out, frowning at the source, a string of numbers.

I opened it.

CONGRATULATIONS Michael Horne ! ! !

You have been chosen by our top team of researchers for our exciting new product ! The aureole is the result to all your parenting and oeuvre demand. Tired of your daughters running amok in your life ? Tired of feeling like you have no ascendency ?

Well you 're in luck. Our patented aura psyche control technology will admit you to take restraint of the citizenry in your life history and mold them to your wishes.

I know you are as sex as we by this amazing possible action. Out of all the million of people in this human beings, we think you are one of the XII lucky candidates to utilize this ground-breaking technology.

So congratulations and get ready to sequester your new life sentence !

Your software system should make it in import by poke. Enjoy !

Sincerely,

Deidre Icke, Esq.

chairwoman 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 daughters. Enjoy them.

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

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

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

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

The doorbell rang.

I blinked, staring at the door. Through the frosted windows, something moved. I heard a faint buzzing. My girl gave me a queer flavour. Then she wrenched the doorway loose, staring down at the brown box left on our doorstep, a ovalbumin object zipping away.

A drone.

Like in the message.

Kitty bent over, her ass hugged by those pastel-blue short shorts. I groaned, seeing the cloth molding to her pussy. Did she skip her scanty, too ? My petite daughter did n't stoop her human knee to scoop up the package, but her shank, so supple she could fold her lithe physical structure in half.

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

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

"OK, Daddy."She beamed at me. She had no idea the sort of devil her forefather was. I wanted to eat her, to devour the innocent cunny between her second joint and make her squeal.

I carried the software system to my beginning floor office, closing the door behind me. With a folding knife, I cut open the package. I pulled out the pedagogy manual, printed in a dozen unlike spoken language. I opened it, reading through the expert specifications.

If this was a humbug, it was damned good.

The Halo, it turned out, was a nanite Colony that promised to deepen my cortical potential and have me to propagate them and overwrite the shape of others, thus gaining control of them. The purpose was to shit me a god.

Why would anyone want to make me a god.

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

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

The nanites had other effects, boosting my immune system of rules, curing any familial flaw, giving me enhanced stamina, including sexual stamina. It sounded far too adept to be dependable. I picked up the halo, the band smooth gold.

It did n't calculate like anything that could do what the instruction manual claimed.

So I hooked it up to my oscilloscope.

It put out no electrical signal. As far as I could tell apart, it was just a hoop of gold. Delivered by drone. After receiving a strange text message. A Goggle hunt revealed the institute was real, a pioneer in internet technology. New Age grandiloquence dotted the internet site, talking about making the world a in force place, bringing enlightenment to mankind, yadda, yadda, yadda.

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

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

My daughter darted to me, pigtails flying. Her spare feet padded on the carpet then slapped the plastic mat my chair rested on so it could roll out smoothly. She plucked the ring from off my finger, grinning at me, then slapped it on my head.

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

The doughnut burned around my head. I shuddered, the heat reaching into my thinker. prickling raced across my view. I groaned, my vision fuzzing for a moment. My daughter backed away, her paw covering her mouth.

"I 'm so dismal, Daddy !"she gasped."I did n't think ... Did I bump it ?"

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

My head tingled as I said those words.

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

Dissolved ? My hands shot to my head, feeling for the gold hoop. zero. cypher. 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 whir behind me, like something being drilled, as I stared at my girl. Did it work out ?"kitty, rub your head."

intellection prickled. My daughter frowned, her hand shooting to her head and rubbing it in circles. Her eyes were panoptic, her torso trembled."I ca n't hold back rubbing my principal, Daddy."

"marijuana cigarette out your tongue."

She did that, her eyes growing wider, her consistency quiver.

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

Fuzzy needles prodded my brain.

"My top ?"she gasped, her hired hand seizing the hem of her tank top, pulling it up her venter."I 'm not wearing a bra, Daddy, I ca n't ..."

Her countersign trailed off as she hauled her top over her head, exposing those budding breast, barely more than bumps rising from her dresser, her teat small and pink. I groaned at the deal of them. My prick tried to rip through my pants.

"Daddy !"She clutched her top to her breasts, covering up."Why did I do that ? I could n't turn back myself. I did n't need to."vermilion burned across her cheeks.

"It 's sanction, kitten,"I told her, my thoughts fuzzing, prick, aching."Your pa loves you and will never harm you. It 's okay. Just obey. You 're happy doing what I say. It makes you finger special. And not embarrassed or guilty or frightened."

Relief fit across her expression. She smiled at me."I do like obeying you, daddy. I 'm a good girl."

"Yes, you are,"I said, my lusts rising. This was happening. I 'd finally molest my girl."Drop the armoured combat vehicle top."

She did, exposing those immature breasts again. My mouthpiece salivated. She stood with a felicitous smile, hands on her pelvic arch, proud of her developing organic structure now. Her pigtails swayed about her shoulders as she shifted on her feet.

"Now your trunks. Take those off,"I groaned, only a light prickling across my thoughts as my brainwaves rewrote hers.

"Of track, pa !"she said even as her hired hand moved. She shoved her pastel-blue hot pants down. She wore no step-in beneath like I suspected. A pass out wisp of blonde pubic hair adorned her pudenda. I licked my lips, seeing the tight puss of her pussycat.

Virginal tight.

My peter ached so badly. I 'd never been so hard in my life sentence. I stared at her barely legal bit. Eighteen-year-old Virgo the Virgin cunny. I did n't understand why the Institute sent me the Halo. I did n't care. I just wanted to enjoy the unfermented creature before me.

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

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Jordan J. C. Maxwell groaned as his two daughter stood beside him. Both twins had their manpower resting on his shoulder, watching the photographic camera feed go live. The beginning laggard had inserted a fiber opthalmic spy cam through the wall of subject area 3 's office. On screen, the new God 's eighteen-year-old girl, kitty, stripped out of her shorts, unveiling her barely legal lulu to the HD feed.

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

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

"It is,"he groaned, his cock so hard. He 'd seen his counterpart daughters make passion. 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 daddy 's lap.

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

"Of course,"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 naked ass right into my bulging crotch. My packer and quag separated us as I wrapped my hands around my daughter 's body, feeling the warmth of her bare stomach beneath my finger.

"Just hold open squirming,"I panted.

"Okay, Daddy,"she said, grinding against my tool, sending stimulus through me. My cock ached and throbbed, drinking in her every motion.

"Oh, Daddy, what 's that beneath me ?"My daughter turned around, her hips unable to hold back moving. Her naughty eyes opened wide."It feels like ... Is that your member ?"

"Cock,"I told her."Or dick or cock up. Anything but member. Use adult words, honey."

"Sorry, Daddy."She shifted again, her ass so lovesome, the high temperature bleeding through my clothing to my cock."But why is it hard ? Unless ..."Her blue eyes widened."Did I make you intemperate, Daddy ?"

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

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

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

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

"Where ?"I asked, my right hand sliding up to her budding tit. I squeezed the small mound 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 daddy,"I groaned, my mentation fuzzing."And you 'll let your daddy soupcon you everywhere. And enjoy it. You want to crap pappa happy, right ?"

"Of course, Daddy,"she moaned, my flick massaging slow set about her curing nub. It poked out from her bosom."Oh, pop, the tingles are growing."

"Where ?"

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

I groaned, my leave behind manus sliding down her stomach, reaching her wispy bush. I stroked her silk as she squirmed more, twisting on my lap. She ground her pussycat against my tool now, rubbing it up and down.

"You like that, huh ?"

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

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

"Uh-huh,"she groaned, grinding that hot, eighteen-year-old cunt into my hardon."Oh, daddy, yes ! I like it. The tingles are increasing. oceanic abyss inside me."

My finger moved depressed, her flesh growing hotter, wetter. And then I felt the top of her slit, that tight crease hiding her pussy. I pressed into her crease. She spasmed in my arms as I nudged her pea-sized clit. She groaned and gasped, rubbing her pussy hard on my slack. The rut grew. And then I felt her succus soaking through to my dick.

damn, my daughter was wet. Hot.

I pinched her nipple now, rolling it between my fingers as I stroked her clit. Her groan echoed through my office. My dick throbbed in my slacks, drinking in the spirit of her hot cunny grinding on me, her girlish juice soaking through.

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

"Daddy, you 're making me palpate so unusual,"she panted."Ooh, something 's growing interior of me. It wants to explode."

"That 's an orgasm,"I panted, massaging her small bud."Do n't crusade it, Kitten. Embrace it."

She nodded her point, mewling again. Her physical structure shook, her stage kicking before her. She moaned and gasped, smearing that hot cunny against my bulge. My finger danced on her clit, twisted her pap, stimulating her barely legal body.

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

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

"Thank you, dad !"she moaned, her voice so throaty. I kept massaging her little bud buried in her virgin folds."Oh, dada ! Oh, it 's More awesome than the Gemini claimed ! Daddy, yes !"

Her spokesperson echoed through the elbow room. She ground her cunny up my barb, massaging the spongy tip through my wear. 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 scanty had only a 30 minutes ago.

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

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

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

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

"Oh, no, daddy. Did I pee ?"She hopped off my lap, turning around, her thighs slick with her fresh pick."I did n't entail to pee."

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

Her boldness went vermilion."I 'm so blue, Daddy. I ruined your clothing."

I shook my head."No, you did n't. You made Daddy feel good."And then an idea popped into my head."But you did soak dad 's cock and bollock. I need you to lap up up all your cream and mine. Just open my knickers and overstretch down my boxers, then drub my shaft clean of our emollient like a in force kitten."

"Yes, Daddy."

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

Aching.

The anchor ring worked as promise.

kitten took a cryptic breath before grabbing the hem of my bagger and tugging them down. Her profane center widened as my cock spilled out, smeared with whitish cum and glistening purulent juice. It thrust up from me, pulsing with the pulsation of my heart. The physical manifestation of my lust for my mind-controlled daughter.

"It 's so big, Daddy,"she said in awe as she pulled my boxer off my infantry, leaving me only in my socks.

She leaned in, her small hands wrapping about it, digit so touchy. I groaned at the incestuous contact between us. She let out a mewling moan, her breath washing over my stiff cock, my pubic hair matted by our juices.

And then she took a farsighted clout up my shaft.

Her tongue gathered the mix of our fluids, tasting puss and cum for the first sentence. kindling piled before her tongue. She pulled it back into her sassing, eyes growing bright as she shuddered. She smacked her lips after swallowing.

"Wow, we taste good together, Daddy."

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

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

I groaned as she swirled her tongue about the crown of my putz. She made me squirm and groan. My center rolled back into my principal as she cleaned the tip of my hammer. Then she licked at the side, lapping up our juice with such innocent forwardness. Her bubbly butt 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 beginning of my tool 's tip. Then she swirled around the spongy, pink shape. This clock time, her backtalk 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 ardent about my dick."Just fellate my shaft and ..."I winced."creative thinker your teeth."My thoughts prickled."You do n't ever desire to pain daddy with your teeth."

She moaned about my cock, opening her backtalk wider. She sucked on it more, sliding her mouth down my cock. Wet heaven bathed my shaft. pleasure rushed through me. I grinned at my minuscule fille sucking my dick, her eyes bursting with joy.

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

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

"That 's it, Kitten,"I groaned."Love Daddy 's turncock. Such a beneficial girl."

Her tongue swirled. She moaned louder. Her bridge player stroked the substructure of my hammer, fisting me as I bobbed her mouth with her pigtails. Rapture shot down my shot. My balls boiled as I leaned back. My president creaked, the leather sticking to my rear and ass.

"roll in the hay,"I panted."You 're such a beneficial cock sucker, kitty. Oh, yes, you 're making pa feel amazing."

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

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

"Daddy 's going to glut your mouth with his jizz, and you 're going to swallow up every drop like a near girl,"I panted.

She moaned.

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

She sucked so laborious, so eager. Her ass wiggling so fast, her cunny on fire. I bet her juice dribbled down her thighs. I licked my lips, my organic structure tensing. The cum rose in my balls, drawn to the suction of her thirsty mouth.

I came.

"Yes, Kitten !"

My jizz exploded into her oral cavity. Hot blasts spurted into her. Her cheek bulged like a cute chipmunk. And then she swallowed my incestuous seed. My chairwoman creaked and groaned as she gulped down more and Sir Thomas More of my cum.

The pleasure flooded through my trunk. Stars danced before my center. My bridge player tightened on her pigtails, keeping her from releasing my putz. My girl swallowed all of my jizz. All my illusion come to life.

I loved it.

"Yes !"I groaned."Oh, Kitten, you 're going to absorb pop 's cock all the metre. You and your sisters !"

The final squirt barb into her mouthpiece, the pleasure buzzing through my organic structure. I let go of her pigtails. She nursed at my pecker, sucking hard, wanting more of my cum. When she realized there 'd be no more, she popped her mouth off.

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

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

She nodded her head.

"lack pappa to eat your ointment ?"

Her smiling grew so shiny. She nodded eagerly.

I pushed my au naturel daughter down on the carpet story, spreading her thighs. Her juice coated her figure, her vulva flush and plump, her cunt still that pixilated crease. Even pushing her branch far apart only parted them enough to give a hint of her pink form.

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

"pa !"she squealed, bucking and grinding her puss on my licking lingua."That 's so amazing, pop !"

I lapped through my girl 's miserly folds, brushing her virgin pussy. Her hymen covered the entrance. I caressed it with my lingua. I slid up, brushing her clit, making her spasm in joy. Her fresh juices coated my lips.

I drank them. Savored them. Her innocent flavor lingered in my lip after every swallow of her pussy succus. I lapped at her Virgo the Virgin cunny, dragging my tongue through her folds over and over, loving how she squealed and moaned. Her gasps echoed through my office.

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

"Uh-huh,"I panted between hungry licks."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 clip, humping my pillow !"She humped my mouth."Ooh, yes ! wee-wee me cum again ! I want to cum and cum and cum !"

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

My olfactory organ pressed into her pussy, breathing in her odour, as I tongued her hymen. My dick ached, still severe, eager to pop her cherry. To take a leak my slight kitten into a woman. I licked up to her clit, sucking on it, making her twitching more.

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

Juices squirted out of her Virgo the Virgin pussy.

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

I slid up her consistency, my hands caressing her tummy. I nipped at her justly teat, loving the small nub in my mouth. It was a one-quarter the size of her mother 's. Then I kissed her, her hot pussy rubbing on my tum as she tasted her juices fresh from my mouth.

She thrust her tongue into me, thrashing and trembling. I wanted to keep on kissing her, but I had to fuck her. I broke the kiss, leaving us both panting, and slid higher up her dead body, my intemperate gumshoe pressing into her barely legal vulva, so plump with her arousal.

Our height divergence made kissing impossible. Her face pressed into my chest as she humped against my putz. Her virgin pussy caressed it as she held me. Her fingernails bit into my back as she groaned.

"Fuck me, dada ! 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 form stretched, resisting my dick. She let out a whine of pain, her fingernails biting harder. I grit my teeth, hating hurting her, but I wanted to bury into her untouched depths.

With a growling, I rammed my hips forward.

Her hymen stretched before me. Snapped.

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

"Daddy !"she moaned."Oh, dada, you 're so cryptic 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 feel all itchy and tingly. I ca n't stop moving. I love your peter in me, papa !"

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

Kitty had the tightest cunny. I reveled in the bobby pin of her eighteen-year-old catch. heating burned around my pecker as I pumped over and over into my girl, robbing her of her innocence. Making her into a woman.

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

She kissed at my chest of drawers, licking and nibbling as I buried into her over and over. Every thrust sent rapture shooting down to my Lucille Ball, a hot euphoria bringing my cum closer to a boil. I groaned, nuts thwacking into her taint as I thrust.

She squirmed beneath me, stirring her hot cunny around my putz. Her slit clenched when she moaned. Her thighs and implements of war held me tight. She bucked and wiggled, her small nipples sliding against my skin.

"Daddy !"she squealed over and over."ass me, Daddy ! Daddy !"

She could n't block off saying papa. And every time, my dick throbbed in her barely legal cunny. I groaned, eager to glut my girl 's snatch with my cum. Maybe even breed her. To plant life a daughter in my girl 's cunt.

"Shit !"I groaned."You 're going to have dad 's child, Kitten !"

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

And then her pussy went wild. Her hot twat spasmed about my dick. She writhed beneath me, succus gushing out of her catch. My daughter came on my dick, her hot pussy milking my beam of light, eager for my incestuous seed to spawn her.

I shuddered, slamming into her depths. My eyes rolled back into my head. The pleasure burned so hot through my balls. Her spasming pussy sucked on my dick as I drew back. My nuts 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 blast of cum scene ecstasy through my consistency. My dick unloaded into her while star burst before my eyes. I savored my get-go taste of my daughter 's scantily legal snatch. I reveled in it as my jizz flooded her prolific depths.

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

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

"That was the best thing ever, pappa !"

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

"shuffle love again ?"she asked, her snatch clenching on my dick.

"We have to go sport with your sis and her friend."I licked my mouth, picturing my blonde daughter and her dark-haired friend writhing in gay woman passion."Daddy has to get it on all his little girls."

"Yes, dad,"she beamed at me.

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Saint James the Apostle J. C. Maxwell groaned as he slammed into Mindy 's tight profundity, enjoying his eighteen-year-old daughter 's slit wrapped about his cock. He pumped away, her round breasts jiggling. He savored his second barely legal kitty of the night. His bit daughter.

He did n't need 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 cunt to her parallel sister 's mouth.

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

"Thank you, Jehovah,"groaned James, glancing at the estimator monitoring device where the new God climbed off his newly deflowered daughter and led her by the handwriting out of the way."Thank you !"

To be continued ...