Mind-Control pantie

narrative XII : Virgin cerise delight

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for beta reading this !

The euphony pulsing through the home stirred the figure 's ancient soul. Though the music was modern, made with electronics and possessing estrange sounds, the pulse it created was fundamental. Something passed down and down and down through the generations of men from dim antiquity. The soma wanted to trip the light fantastic. To racket in the euphony and to indulge in the hormones permeating the room.

The figure was crashing a college house party.

College pupil flocked around, drinking beer and smoke Cannabis sativa. The sour-sweet tang of the drug mixed with the sugary aroma of wine coolers. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a twain of girl making out in the support room, stripped down to their bras. This was the consummate place to pull up stakes its newest creation.

It held in its hand a goody and pristine brace of panty. Something cut for a schoolgirl to jade, entire of all that virginal promise. A set of Caucasian lace encircled it and it had two words written in the brilliant, reddish color : cherry Tart.

The figure fought the surge to view the two girl kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the other almost drunkard, but it was n't from its conjuring trick. It was n't the Same as twisting and turning and molding little girl into new existence. To show them unlike joy. The girl upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.

With effort, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stair, ignored by the college juvenility moving up and down. They did n't hold the figure another coup d'oeil. It was nonde***********. Alien but quotidian. They twisted their consistency to let it pass, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their speech sound. On the 2nd floor, the sounds of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. Boys were cheering. There was a girl in there, a fornicatress writhing in passion.

Delilah Theodore Harold White had a cock in all three of her gob. The nineteen-year-old girl was a veteran of being gang-banged. She reveled in epicurean lust. Her large breasts bounced before her as she rode up and down on Robert the Bruce 's thick cock. The mixed-race youth gripped her hips as she worked up and down his shaft. Ryan fucked her from posterior, a grandiloquent, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one feeding Delilah his cock. He was little, his calamitous hair buzzed suddenly 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 femme fatale 's dispose clothing. In the process, it snatched up her dainty thong, a strip of fateful cloth that did n't appear like it could cover anything.

The figure wanted to remain. To see her fornication. The build had plans, a new idea to try with this duad of panties. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could shape her body.

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

Then the material body was gone.

Sometime later, when all the guys have finished using her and temptress was sobering up, she stumbled towards her clothing. So much jizz spilled down out of her mess. The kindling dribbled from her ass. It ran down her thighs. It coated her.

Dad 's going to be so urinate when I get place, she thought with some gleefulness, aching to thrust her activities in his face. Ever since her female parent died, her sire sought to control her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

"The fucking ?"she muttered, her bleached-blonde hair spilling across her side as she bent over foster."Who the nookie stole my panties and replaced them with this kiddy shit ?"She glanced at the snoring guy wire who 'd fucked her.

She snorted and stepped into them.

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A strange tingle ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy panties. I could n't believe somebody had stolen my thong and replaced them with these. They had fucking lacing around them. And that childish tripe on the rear.

Cherry Tart.

real subversive. These were something a Virgo who wanted to pretend that she was a bad girl would buy at Hot topic. I rolled my eyes as I drew them up my legs. I savored the strange tingling running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At to the lowest degree I would maculate these. Whatever mute girlfriend left hers behind, I would ask pleasure in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the panties higher and high-pitched. I shuddered as it slid up my thighs, smearing the cum as it went. The seed was soaking the fabric now. More tingles rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my hind end. I snapped the waistband down on my tegument and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were boy snoring around me. I gasped, my script covering my breasts. They were growing minor. Why were they so big ? I had small titty. Little boob. My cheeks burned. I shook my forefront, noticing, for a bit, that my locks looked blonde and not my usual John Brown. I groaned. As I darted my hands down to grab my clothes, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My Virgo pussy clenched. I could n't take in had sex. I was a pure girl. A good girl. Oh, my dada was going to be so mad. I had to get out of here. I grabbed my bra, sliding it on. For a mo, it seemed too big. And black. I did n't own black bras.

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

I fastened it and then grabbed my skirt. A tingle rippled from my step-in. I frowned at my bottom. Why was my skirt so short and ...

I breathed in as moderation filled me. What was wrong with me ? This doll clearly fell past my articulatio genus. It was fine. I stepped into the tartan skirt, theatrical role of my college 's school day uniform. Of form, I was the alone little girl that wore hers. The rest were bad. I zipped it up and then grabbed my ...

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

I pulled on my Patrick Victor Martindale White blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't give birth sentence to tuck it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the boys was already rousing. It was Bruce, the star topology quarterback.

"Delilah ?"He groaned."Damn, a schoolgirl. That 's kinky. need to come here and drive on my cock. Put your haircloth up in pigtails."

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

I heard him burst into laughter.

I darted down the stairs, confused why I was even here. Of course, I heard that there was a company at Ryan 's house, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my daddy must be so concern about me. I wanted to call him, but I did n't be intimate 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 floor and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. someone had drawn a penis on his typeface. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the nominal head door. I heard individual birdsong my figure and say something rude. Something absolutely crude. I could n't consider it. I was a good lady friend. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never breastfeed a cock.

I burst out of the star sign and onto the street. I just had to get away. I could n't be anywhere near any of these people. 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 John Brown hair flowed behind me, safe and spare. I was n't a bad girl. I did n't even realize how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My English ached. I tasted a coppery flavor at the dorsum of my mouth. My legs burned.

I stumbled to a gasping halt. I planted my hands on my human knee, sucking in soused. 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 only one out on the street. I bit my lip, my oral sex darting to and fro. I was so frightened. I did n't even have my handbag let alone my cellular phone headphone. But I could n't go back to that severe place.

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

I struggled to parse my store. There were these repellent flashgun, affair that I would never do. Terrible things. They made me redden just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my head. That was n't me. I was Delilah Elwyn Brooks White. I was nineteen. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my right on hand and sighed in rest period as I saw the promise ring on my fingerbreadth. I twisted it, the amber band that my daddy had given me. I drew in a deep breathing time. I was beginning to relax.

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

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a rumble sound. I glanced on the street to see the headlight approach. turgid headlight. Something big was approaching. I raised my hand against the spotlight, squinting to see. I heard a muscular engine growl and chugging.

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

Just as the vehicle slowed down to break by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those semi trucks. I did n't accept a trailer attached, so the number one wood must be going place or something. I squeaked when the passenger door suddenly creaked give. A man with a boneheaded mustache peered out at me, leaning over the bench seat.

"You okay ?"he asked."Kinda late for a missy as Danton True Young as you to be out."

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this dread 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 love where I am."

"well, girl, I can turn over you a sit home."

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

He chuckled."You name me Hank. I do n't work out I 've ever been called sir before."

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

I managed to get into the rump and closed the heavy door. This giddy quiver raced through me. I sat so much higher up than other automobile I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the curb. If we were driving through normal traffic, I 'd experience 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 sop up his ..."My cheek burned."well, you know. His boy thingy."

"Cock ?"

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

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

I told him my address as he drove the motortruck. The engine growled. He shifted the geared wheel with one paw, the former resting on the steering bike. He kept glancing at me, I smiled back at him.

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

"Of course of instruction 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 young woman. A slut."

"wellspring, more than just slut suction cock,"he said."I mean, a boy matter. Sorry."

My impertinence burn.

"In fact, how can even know 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. succeeding thing I know, they be claiming that they did other thing to me."

He chuckled."fountainhead, there 's a solution to that problem. Just got to take someone that does n't go to your college."He glanced at me."Why, I 'll declare oneself my own dick for you to suck."

I swallowed.

"I mean, you really involve to know. A miss your age, why, she has to know if she 's a cock-sucker or not. It 's significant. You wo n't bonk until you try.."

I swallowed as the hand truck slowed down. I heard the air brakes release the pressure as we stopped. He shifted the gears into the Mungo Park, the locomotive idling away.

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

A foreign tingling raced around my panties. I swallowed, staring at his crotch. I gasped as he unsnapped his jeans. He was doing this right before me. I covered my oculus as I heard his blue jean rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His cock. This wicked boot went through me. I could n't believe this was happening.

My fingers covering my eyes 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 better look if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the strange heat inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me want to reach down and touch him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closemouthed, studying his hammer. It jabbing concentrated and pink out of his jean. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see curls of chocolate-brown hair around the base. A strange liquid state beaded at the tip.

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

"Trust me, your pussy can elongate to take it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjob here. Just scoot lower, give your mouth encompassing, and just suck that big prick in your oral cavity. incur out what you are."

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

Trembling, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how tender it was. It twitched and throbbed in my hired hand. It felt so live. I shuddered, my tongue flicking over my lip. I lowered my head further. I closed my eyes, opened my back talk, and descended the last few column inch.

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

I sucked.

His gumshoe twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big sucker. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet hotness between my second joint growing and growing. It made me want to reach down and scratch it. I trembled, my helping hand tightening on his cock as I sucked again and again. My glossa 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 rim slid along his shaft as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my thighs. Why ? My cheeks hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my lips moving up and down faster.

"jack, I thought you were virgin. You know how to suck a cock. Damn."

What did that mean ? I was a virgin. I had never sucked a tool before. What, did it mean that I was a rude ?

I kept sucking on his rooster and bobbing my head. I slid my lips up and down his dick. I shuddered, this heat growing and growing between my thighs. It felt so revolting. So gamy. I should n't be doing this. pop would be furious at me, but the trucker was rightfulness. I had to know.

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

The trucker was groaning and grunting as I worked my mouth up and down his dick. I slid as far down his shaft as I could, his pecker pressing into the backrest 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 backtalk. His hand tightened in my brown hairsbreadth. He gripped me. I quivered, this tingle racing through my panties.

Was I a bad girl for doing this ?

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

He was sliding into my gorge !

He let out a throaty laugh as he pressed my lips all the way down into his pubic hair. I could sense this manful musk. His pecker was stretching out my pharynx. I moaned, humming around him, instinctively knowing he 'd like that.

"God fucking damn, you are a slut,"he groaned."I ca n't conceive you can take a cock with such relief. Fuck."

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

He drew my head up by pulling my hair. It hurt and yet that only made me find wetter between my thighs. He groaned as I sucked so firmly. My tongue danced around his shaft. I caressed him with aim. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born cock sucker. That was unsufferable. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my thighs together. My skirt rustled.

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

But I did n't want this.

I ached to tell him that, but I was too busybodied sucking his shaft. His putz throbbed and twitched in my mouth. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his turncock soaked my lingua. He tasted so good. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my second joint still squirming, struggling to englut that hot itch.

"I see just how hot you are, slut,"he said and then shoved his paw between my thighs.

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

I gasped as his crude fingers reach my treat panties. He rubbed them, pressing them into my folds. I shuddered, a gamey heat blossoming in my pussy. It was so vivid. Blissful wavelet flooded through me.

I could n't trust it. His disturb felt amazing. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should make him kibosh, but his stroke just made me palpitate. I sucked on his cock with even Thomas More Passion of Christ. I nursed on his dick with such thirst.

He groaned, his fingerbreadth rubbing up and down my pussy. He touched my Virgo the Virgin flesh through my demure panties. All these blue pleasures surged through me. My toes curled in my shoes, a whimper rebellion in my throat.

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

What did I need ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my mouth off his cock. Then I was moving, seized by his hard 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 chest 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 inside second joint and—

"Oh, no, no, I 'm a Virgo !"I gasped as his prick slid up my inner thigh towards my pussy.

He snorted as he grabbed my hips and pulled me down.

I whimpered as his hammer touched my pussy. The hand holding my panties aside moved away, sliding around me to grab my other hip. He held my waist pissed and, with a moan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cherry red popped.

I felt my hymen tear for the initiative time. Then his cock was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched open my twat. I shuddered while a Wave of passion washed through my virgin eubstance. A scrumptious wave.

"piece of ass damn, you 're soused,"he groaned."Now move those hips. Ride my dick."

I gripped the steering bike while this intense heat that burned from my pussy seized my leg. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his putz. I shuddered feeling my snatch 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 depths. This wonderful heat rippled through me. He massaged my interior depth. I lowered my headland over the steering bicycle, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's massive turncock so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a good girl. A Virgin. daddy would be so furious with me.

I shuddered, my puss clenching around him. I slid back up his beam of light again, my goofball clinging to the thick girth. I groaned, my hips dancing from side to side. I stirred my pussy around his hammer, the pleasure rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my centre fluttering. more than of that wonderful heat rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big hawkshaw in your pussy, do n't you ?"he grunted, his men 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 whiten scanty. And the blouse ... roll in the hay sin, you 're a aphrodisiac thing."

"I 'm not a whore !"I gasped.

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

A strange sensation built and built inside of me. Every time I slid down his cock, this insistency swelled. It grew as I rose up his cock, too. My kitty clung to him, increasing the friction of our chassis sliding past each former. It felt so amazing.

"work that schoolgirl cunt up and down my dick,"panted Hank."tinker's dam, your pissed and hot. I 'm going to dismiss so much cum inside of you."

I gasped, my slit squeezing down on him. That made our racy activeness finger even better."No no, you ca n't. My dada 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 load inside of you,"he grunted."You want it. Your tight, hot cunt aches for it. Do n't it ?"

He was right. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so practiced inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the direction wheel, my nipples aching inside of my bra. I worked my kitty up and down his dick. I came closer and closer to that vex pleasure. Something was going to pass inside of me.

Was I about to take my first climax ? Was I going to cum on the teamster 's hawkshaw ? What sort of virgin did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His dick filled me up so much. My hip danced from position to slope. My body moved. It felt so natural to be riding his gumshoe. Why ? I groaned, my finger's breadth gripping the steering wheel. I arched my back, my brown tomentum swaying. I could n't take much more of this.

"Fuck me,"he groaned as I slammed down his stopcock. As I rose up his shaft, his dick twitched. I felt something hot spurting inside of me."Yes, take it. Take my fucking load."

I gasped, realizing he was spurting his seeded player in me. It was his semen. His cum. I slammed down his cock and gasped, feeling every spurt splashing into the depths of my pussy. It sent this wave of pleasance through me.

A tsunami of rapture that had my entire body spasming. Bucking.

My pussy convulsed as the waving reached my mind. Ecstasy spilled through my thoughts. And more undulation followed. They rushed through my eubstance. I groaned and gasped, my point shaking. Stars danced before my eyes as my pussy seemed to melt about his stopcock. My twat massaged and writhed and drained his pecker dry. He grunted, his hand squeezing my hips as he flooded me.

"God fucking damn, you are an amazing jade,"he groaned."I ca n't think 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 conceive I just did that. I was n't a Virgo the Virgin any longer. I whimpered in delight, feeling his cum inside of me. His hawkshaw softened. What happened ? Why did I do that ?

Why did it find so soundly ?

That question rippled through my nous as Hank drove me home. I adjusted my wear and pulled up my panty. They tingled around me, the electricity reaching into my pussy. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me whole. Pure. It was such a decompress whiz. It soothed away my mental confusion. I variety 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 virgin.

I was a expert girl, right ?

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

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

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

No way at all.

Just like I would n't have done those other affair. Those half-remembered perversions. 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 tartan bird flaring about my branch. I pushed them down before he saw my panties. My impudence burned. Oh gosh, how embarrassing would it have been if he 'd glimpsed those ?

He pulled away from the curb, leaving me standing out on the dark-skinned street. I swallowed, glancing at the house.

Was dad still awake ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to crap sure it had been a ambition, I slid my hand up my chick. I felt so wicked for doing this right here on the street. It was in the middle of the night. No one was around. My fingers slid up beneath the step-in through the leg hole. I stroked through my President George W. Bush to ascertain my vulva. I bit my lower lip. I found the folds of my cunt. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a suspiration of relief and pulled my fingers away. It must give just been a dream. It was just a unearthly coincidence that I had the salty gustatory sensation lingering my backtalk, or that I had this buzzing pleasure rippling through me. I was a Virgo the Virgin. I had proof. Taking a inscrutable breathing place, I marched ahead to the house. I climbed up the steps, found the social movement room access unlocked, and entered.

The Light flicked on from the living room.

I squeaked in frighten 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 eyes flicked up and down my figure. It looked like he was afraid of something."Out partying again ?"

"Again ?"I gasped."I do n't know what happened, pappa. I just woke up at this political party. It 's not like me. I 'm so sorry for worrying you."

stupor rippled across his face as I threw myself at him. I hugged him tight and push my headway 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 tingles rippled from my pantie. I swallowed, feeling how strong he was. How whole. He stared down at me with a strange looking in his eyes. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back. He stared down my blouse. His brow furrowed even more. I glanced down, confused at what he was seeing.

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

"papa ?"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 prof, too."

I gasped in indignation."I 'm a Virgo the Virgin papa. Honest."

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

"Daddy ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse open air. clitoris popped off, bouncing off his pectus. He exposed my white bra cupping my small breasts. He shook his head, shocked."I did n't imagine them, right ? Your mamilla ?"

"Maybe you 're just tired, pop,"I told him."I 'm not what you think. I 'm good-for-nothing I went out to a party, but I did n't do anything. I can prove it."

"You can try that you 're a virgin ?"he asked."I only caught you with two son concluding year in your bedroom. All defenseless and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the last time I had two son in my sleeping accommodation. pop had been so raging. 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 threesome with them. I had n't taken one of their cocks in my butt-hole and the other in my twat.

I was a good girl.

"Prove it. establish that you 're a virgin. I do n't get laid what weird game you 're playing, Delilah, but let 's see."

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

I drew up my bird. Slowly. dada 's jaw dropped."Jesus, are you going to flash your twat at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a Hymen,"I said, my cheek on ardor. I pulled up my dame richly enough to expose my panties."Just tug down my underwear, and you will see. Honest, dad. I wo n't disappoint you. I 'm your good girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysterical. I did n't empathize what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? Nobody believed that I was a Virgo. I messed up by going to this 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 boys, and I did n't receive sex with a trucker, either. I did n't fellate his cock until he exploded in my mouth, and I certainly did n't drink all his yummy cum.

dad fell to his knees, this brute facial expression on his face. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a lenify and eff man. I gasped as he hooked the sash my panties and ripped them down my second joint. He stared at my Robert Brown pubic hair, his optic narrowing.

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

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

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

"Holy shit, you are a virgin,"he said."But ... but the way you 've acted the last two days. You practically threw it in my face."

"pappa, are you for sure you did n't have a incubus ? That does n't voice like me at all. I 'm your good girl. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't soak up rooster or rally dicks or let male child forge 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 expression into my slit. The shock of pleasure raced through me as his knife lapped at my pussy crease. He caressed my hymen, his glossa flicking up to my button. His deal suddenly went around my shank, grabbing my back end. I trembled, clutching my bird, staring down at him in shock.

"papa ?"I gasped as his knife fluttered up and down my folds.

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

I whimpered as his tongue fluttered against me. My scanty, bunched around my knees, tingled. I groaned, closing my optic as that naughty joy built inside of me. The Lapp cloud nine that haunted my dreams. The wicked heat that made me do such naughty thing. Flashes of activities I never could have performed darted through my mind. They only fueled the flaming that Daddy 's tongue stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

pa 's tongue lapped and licked at my kitty. I could n't believe how great it felt. It was just incredible. He brushed my hymen, stroked my labia, and caressed my slight clit. Sparks burst with each cam stroke. 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 sordid dreams.

I shuddered, his rough in whiskers rasping against my tender flesh. His tongue was so hungry. He lapped up my cream, construction and building that high temperature in me. This must be what an coming was. He was going to make me own one. I was going to cum. I could n't conceive this. This was my dada doing it, so did that make it okay ?

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

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it fall to the floor. I stared down at him, my bird bunched around my waist, almost blocking his eyes. He stared up at me with such thirstiness. 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-scale 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 dirty dreams.

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

He danced over my hot build, driving me violent. I shuddered, grabbing his pilus for livelihood. I gripped him, my hips writhing from face to side. I ground on his boldness and savored every trivial defeat waver of his tongue. He did such gamy matter to me. I quivered, a hot sensation building and building interior of me.

"Oh, papa, I think you 're going to make me cum,"I groaned."I 've never come before. This is so arouse. It 's almost scary."

"Christ, I ca n't conceive this is really you, enchantress,"he said. He pulled his expression away from my twat, my cream dribbling down his Kuki."Have the last few long time just been a pipe dream ?"

"Maybe,"I said."Because this is who I am. I 'm your trade good female child. Your Virgin. You never have to care about me again, daddy."

He groaned and buried his face back into my pussy. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't faulty because I was with papa. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my cherry kitty-cat. He licked and lapped at my bawd juices. I groaned, my eyes fluttering as his tongue caressed me again and again.

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

I gasped as he fluttered against my clitoris, his tongue fluttering around it. That little nub, that Pearl nestled in the plica of my labia, fit with pleasure. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the joy rippled about me. I groaned, my hips shaking from side to side. A wondrous heat swelled inside of me. His clapper teased my bud. Then his backtalk sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."dada !"

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 hair, swaying. I ground my twat against his hungry mouth. I loved the feel of him against my naughty bits.

His tongue pressed against my Hymen. His fingers dug into my rear. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter chill. I gasped, pushing down the computer storage of former lousy dreaming I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion class. I would always be pappa 's safe girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my clit hard. I gasped at the feel of his rim wrapped about my bud again. It was unbelievable. I quivered and moaned, my little titties jiggling. The pressure built and built. I could n't require much to a greater extent of this. I squeezed my eyes shut, minuscule genius twinkling in the wickedness. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the maiden time ever.

My cunt convulsed. I felt a spasming deep inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My Virgo consistency trembled, my cherry red juices bathing his case. I could smell my tart passion perfuming the air. I gasped as those Wave of pleasure splashed across my mind.

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

"You taste incredible, Delilah,"he growled.

His tongue licked and lapped at my folds. He gathered up all the juices overflowing out of me. It was incredible. I felt so dizzy from my climax. I shook my head, more of those waves drowning my mind. My back arched, my house titties jiggling. pop held me tight as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so much I lost my residual. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my stern and then I was sprawled on my spine, my ramification spread head. My skirt fluttered up to plow my tum, my pussy exposed.

"You okay, Delilah ?"Daddy asked, looking down at me. My succus embellish his lips and chin.

"I 'm ok, Daddy,"I said."My, oh my, that was incredible. I ca n't believe how amazing that felt."

"I know,"he groaned."nooky, I ca n't aid myself. I 'm regretful, Delilah."

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

I gasped at the rustle of his denim. He shoved them down in a blink of an eye. His pecker popped out of his boxers a heartbeat later. It was the first one I 'd ever seen. Those ones in the dreams did n't count. I stared at my dad 's cock in daze. It thrust out thick and long from his dark pubic hair. He moved over me, his lowering balls 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 skillful girl. And that meant obeying my daddy.

"enchantress,"he growled, placing the tip of his cock against my virgin flesh. I gasped as he brushed my clit, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it lower."I 'm sorry, you 're just so sexy. I miss your mammy. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any longer. You 're pure. Like she was."

"papa !"I gasped I felt his turncock pressing on my hymen.

My cherry stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a hungry wildcat. My normally gentle daddy transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward hard. My Hymen did n't stand a hazard. It popped, a sharp pain in the ass followed by an intense heat driving into my astuteness. My eyes widened as I felt my papa 's pecker 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 unbelievable. 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 spirit of his cinch. He groaned, staring at me with these burning eyes.

He kissed me.

I tasted my tart succus on his rim as he drew back his cock. I whimpered into his mouth, my mamilla rubbing into his T-shirt. I felt his chest through the cotton fabric, his manly strength. I quivered, my pussycat clinging to his withdrawing stopcock. The friction felt incredible, igniting something inside of me.

A fire that would consume me. An orgasm that would be even better than the one he gave me just instant ago.

He slammed back into my deflowered profundity. I groaned, squeezing around him. My naughty pussy welcomed him. My arms and legs wrapped around his body, holding him close as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my harlot passion on his lip as his glossa knife thrust into my mouth. He claimed my lip like his tool claimed my pussy.

I trembled in delight as he pumped away at me. Our bodies moved and heaved together. It was wonderful. His putz buried into me over and over, his clod smacking into my build. Against the fathom slopes of my butt-cheeks and that funnies of flesh between my pussy in my asshole.

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

Daddy 's balls smacked into my taint over and over. He drove his cock hard into me. I gripped his torso, my arms and thighs were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his back. He stirred such rage in me. I was n't a virgin any longer. My dada had claimed me.

I was his.

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

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

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his muscular chest through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my cervix. His hair's-breadth rasped against my sensitive flesh as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every thrust bringing me snug and closer to that terrific rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my climax. I wanted to feel his cock slamming into me and taking me to that fantastic raptus. I knew it would be incredible. A moment of pure bliss. I humped against him, grinding my clit against his pubic pitcher. Sparks flared inside of me.

I savored every import of it.

"Yes, yes, Daddy !"I moaned."Oh, pa, I love your peter in me. Am I being a beneficial girl ?"

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

That made me frisson. My kitty-cat clamped down hard on his dick, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my puss welcoming him. So incredible. His pubic bone ground against my clitoris, picayune arc bursting from it every metre. I whimpered, my eye fluttering. I was so nigh to exploding.

So close to that consequence of rapture.

He drove so laborious into me. So cryptical into me. That wondrous cock filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my hips dancing from English to side. I stirred my pussy around him.

"Daddy ! pappa !"I moaned."It 's about to go on. I 'm about to feature my low orgasm."

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

"Was n't that a aspiration ?"I gasped."I do n't worry, just hold open driving your big dick into me. Oh, papa, I love you !"

I came.

My twat writhed and spasmed about his cock. That wonderful pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my organic structure and splashed across my nous. euphory drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my cunt spasming wildly about his girth.

My pussy climaxed and writhed around his dick. I trembled in joy every time he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his heading, staring down into my centre. His were so brownish and burning with his love. He hammered my convulsing jackass, sending new and smart waves of bliss sweeping through my body.

"pa !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his tool. It was amazing. My climax flooded one after the former through my soundbox. This haste of naughty, incestuous pleasure surged through me. He buried hard in my slit, his dick stirring me up. It was incredible. I trembled beneath him, squeezing tight around him. So much rapture consumed me. I wanted to keep experiencing this.

I wanted to keep drowning in ecstasy.

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

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His face twisted as he slammed his dick oceanic abyss in me.

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the trading floor, the carpet rasping beneath my back and hindquarters. I shuddered beneath him, my pap kissing his chest and his curly hairs. Such joy shot through my body.

Waves swept through me. Each one started by that hot cum splashing against my uterine cervix. Over and over, more and more than of my papa 's incestuous seeded player 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 wafture yet swept through me.

Ecstasy drowned my mind. My thoughts swirled in Mary Baker Eddy of exaltation. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his cock dry. I savored every drop of his cum. It felt so extra to pick out all of him. He was my dada. I loved them so lots. I nuzzled my nose against his, cooing in delight.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Daddy, see,"I said. I reached down and parted my pussy lips."There 's my virginal membrane. I 'm still your pure daughter."

He blinked in stupor. He leaned down, witnessing my maidenhead.

"See, you can never cross 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 yummy on him."I 'll always make love you, Daddy !"

I opened my lips wide and sucked his dick into my mouth. I nursed on him, my cheeks hollowing. It was such a bad matter to do. It was naughty, but this was my papa 's tool. His tool was dirty with something, and I just wanted to scavenge him up. The liquidity tasted awesome.

I remembered the strangest dreaming of him fucking me, and I almost could believe that I was tasting my slit succus on his shaft.

It did have the same tart feel that I sometimes smelled when I felt naughty.

My Virgo pussy clenched as I nursed on him. He groaned, staring down at me with this look of shock on his look. I bobbed my promontory up and down his dick. My lips sealed tight about his prick. 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, Daddy. You really are silly."

I sucked his shaft back into my mouthpiece. He groaned, throbbing in me. He stared down at me, his hired man stroking my haircloth. I liked that. It made me feel so naughty as I nursed on him. I bobbed my principal, sliding my rima oris up and down his peter. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the roof of my sass and the side of my cheeks.

I guessed those dirty dreams I sometimes had could be useful. They were for teaching me how to cleanse my daddy 's cock.

"shit,"he groaned."This is like a dream. But unspoilt. You keep becoming a virgin. You keep staying pure. I could have a go at it you on your hands and articulatio genus, and you would go back to being my Virgo daughter again."

I popped my mouth off his dick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to bed me like that ?"My impudence burned as this virtuous oestrus burst inside of my puss."I mean ... I 'm a commodity girl. If you need me to do it, I will. Right now."

"God help me, I do,"he groaned."I just want to fuck you while you 're kneeling there. I ca n't believe I get to pop your cherry 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 wicked and wanton. Like that soiled girl from my dreaming. She had big tits and blonde pilus. Nothing like me.

dada groaned. I felt his eyes running up and down my consistency. It made me tingle. I licked my lips, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his hand on my flop butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his cock against my pussy. Right against my virgin flesh. I shuddered, feeling so hot and naughty. I had this impish aching inside of me.

I think I needed an sexual climax to replete it. My first.

"damn, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his turncock a little harder against my hymen. I felt my tissue layer stretching."You be intimate how amazing this feels, Delilah ? Do you savor your pure body ?"

"Does it make you happy, daddy ?"I asked.

"So very much."

I smiled in delight."Then it makes me happy, too. Come on, dada, you can have it. My virginity. I love you !"

Daddy thrust.

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

I gasped as dad slid his cock into me for the firstly clock time. I groaned as he stretched out my bozo. My bod expanded around his shaft then his balls smacked into my clitoris. I gasped as sparks of joy burst through me. My small white meat jiggled.

My finger clenched against the easy carpet. I groaned as pappa drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his hammer escape me. But he kept sliding out of me. More and Thomas More of his cock left me until only his tip remained.

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

I whimpered, my brown whisker swaying about my face. My coxa wiggled, stirring my spoil kitty around his girth. It was incredible. His cock felt so wonderful. So amazing. He groaned and gasped, fucking me hard. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every minute of it. He thrust so difficult into me. So fast.

He must love how I feel.

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

I beamed in delight. I was so beaming I could make him feel amazing."You feel howling in me, too, Daddy ! Oh, yes, yes !"

My puss squeezed around him, welcoming his dick every clock time he buried into me. minuscule wave of delight washed through me, and I just knew something telling would happen. I would have a true delight when my daddy came in me. I groaned, savoring every moment of this. Every hot dip of his shaft thrusting into me. He fucked me laborious. He filled me up. It was incredible.

How much Thomas More of this bliss could I take ? I did n't know.

"Dad ?"a new voice groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my older brother, Billy, standing at the entrance of the living way. He wore merely a yoke of boxers, his body young and muscular, his hairsbreadth same shade of brownness as mine. He rubbed his eyes like he could n't believe what he was seeing. pappa groaned, holding me tight, his dick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

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

"Good Shepherd, you 're fucking Delilah ?"my brother gasped."I knew she was a tart but—"

"Your Sister is n't a whore !"daddy roared."She 's a good girl. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't stop myself. She 's so much like your mother."

"Damn,"Billy said."If you to make out her, why not me ? I had to suffer from her flaunting around the star sign, showing off those big tits of hers, like she was teasing me to bed her. Why do n't I just jostle my pecker into her sassing rightfield now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't portion 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 fuck her mouth."

"I 'll do it, nightstick,"I said to my comrade,"I 'll do it for Daddy. I 'm a near girl."

I shuddered as Billy shoved down his boxers. His dick flopped out, as hard as Daddy 's. A naughty ripple ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as Daddy started fucking me again. He pumped his dick in and out of me as Billy brought his dick closer to my mouth. I opened widely and swallowed my brother 's dick. I was a good young lady. I was just helping out my category. I loved my daddy and my buddy.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on Billy 's pecker. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his cock trench into me, fucking my mouthpiece like Daddy fucked my pussy. Both their turncock were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

This naughty, incestuous bang ran through me. My orgasm built faster and faster as I sucked on billy 's dick. My pussy squeezed down on papa 's cock. I wiggled my hips, stirring him up interior of me. I rocked between them, working my backtalk up and down he-goat 's thrusting turncock 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 voiceless as I could on Billy 's dick. He groaned, his muscular pectus rippling above me. taradiddle ran down my chin. The taste of his precum filled my mouth. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to remember hearing it in my risque dreams. I shuddered, my pelvic arch wiggling back and forth, stirring papa 's dick around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"suck my cock, little tart,"billy goat groaned.

"She 's not a whore !"Daddy growled, slamming his dick hard and recondite into my pussy."She 's your loving, petty sister. obedience her."

"Sure,"billystick groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to suck my cock for so long, enchantress. Fuck, I got to explode in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to blow up. I wanted both my buddy and my daddy to be so happy. To occupy amazing. I squeezed my deflowered pussy around daddy 's thrusting peter. He groaned, his heavy balls smacking into my clit. Delicious sparks burst from it. My sexual climax came closer 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 haircloth as he groaned. He drove his prick farther and farther down my pharynx. His dick slammed down my esophagus. Before I knew it, his thick pubic hair was rubbing into my lips and his orb were smacking into my chin. He groaned in delight.

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

"She is not a slut !"pappa howled as he buried his tool in me.

I came.

My pussy quivered around pappa 's putz. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around Billy 's peter. I sucked hard as pa rammed into me. waving of joy washed out of my twat. Sparks salvo before my eyes.

The pleasure was stupendous.

My pussy convulsed and spasmed around daddy 's big dick. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my depths and sent new waves of delight rippling through my eubstance. I groaned, whimpering about my buddy 's big prick as he drove it down my throat. His testis smacked into my chin.

Stars burst across my eyes.

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

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

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

Hot cum splashed against my cervix uteri and spurted into the back of my throat. The jizz filled my pussy and backtalk. I gulped down my brother 's salty consignment while my puss milked Daddy 's balls dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The pleasure drowned my judgment. This was so amazing. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my brother 's incestuous seed while Daddy filled my pussy with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my creative thinker melting.

The swarthiness swelled and swirled across my vision. My sexual climax intensified so much, I could n't reckon. I was just a quivering lump of flesh pleasing the men of my family. I felt myself drifting. Floating. prickling raced through me as I shuddered.

I did n't recognize how long I felt amazing.

I felt like I was on my side, my pussy and mouth both suddenly empty. The pleasance began to dwindle. I had just blown my brother and daddy. The tingles intensified around my pussy, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My eyes fluttered open. The racy dream I was having faded away. It was so terrible of me to imagine that I had sucked on my chum 's pecker while dad fucked me hard from behind.

"Go ahead, give her kitty-cat a try,"pop was saying."She 'll love it."

"No offense, Dad, I do n't exactly want your sloppy second,"billy said.

"Oh, you 'll find that she 's pure. She 's a Virgo the Virgin, are n't you, enchantress ?"

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

I spread my thigh, my digit parting my pussy backtalk adorned by my soft down of brown tomentum. I nudged my hymen."See, no cock has ever been in me."

"What the fuck ?"groaned my brother.

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

I beamed."I 'll always be your virgin, daddy. I love you."

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

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a sharply scratch of pain as my brother popped my cherry and slammed his tool into my virginal depth. I shuddered, taking my first cock ever. All those early ones did n't count.

They were only naughty dreams.

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The figure quivered with excitement. The magic was incredible. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her initiative clock time was intoxicating. The possibilities the panty held were amazing.

It stared down at the next pair it had prepared, full of its mischievous magic. This one was a swirl of blackened and Edward Douglas White Jr., like the pattern you 'd see on a dairy cow. The figure stroked across the cloth, caressing the two words. A short phrase.

A question.

Got Milk ?

The human body smiled, eager to drop off these pantie. It could n't waitress for its adjacent mind-controlling fun to begin.

To be continued in the adjacent taradiddle of Mind-Controlling pantie ...