Mind-Control panty

news report Twelve : Virgo the Virgin cherry red delight

By mypenname3000

right of first publication 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for Beta reading this !

The music pulsing through the house stirred the figure of speech 's ancient soulfulness. Though the music was modern, made with electronics and possessing alien sound, the metre it created was primal. Something passed down and down and down through the generation of men from dim antiquity. The figure wanted to trip the light fantastic. To revel in the medicine and to cocker in the internal secretion permeating the room.

The shape was crashing a college house party.

College students flocked around, drinking beer and smoking marijuana. The sour-sweet savor of the drug mixed with the sugary smell of wine ice chest. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a pair of girlfriend making out in the animation way, stripped down to their bandeau. This was the perfect place to leave its fresh creation.

It held in its hand a dainty and pristine pair of panties. Something cut for a schoolgirl to wear, full of all that virginal hope. A band of egg white lace encircled it and it had two words written in the brightest, reddest colouring material : Cherry Tart.

The figure fought the surge to follow the two girls kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the other almost wino, but it was n't from its illusion. It was n't the same as twisting and turn and molding missy into new beings. To show them different joy. The miss upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.

With effort, it dragged itself away and slipped up the steps, ignored by the college youthfulness moving up and down. They did n't grant the trope another coup d'oeil. It was nonde***********. Alien but quotidian. They twisted their bodies to let it pass, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their phones. On the endorsement floor, the strait of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. Boys were cheering. There was a girlfriend in there, a slut writhing in passion.

Delilah egg white had a cock in all three of her holes. The nineteen-year-old girlfriend was a veteran of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonistic lustfulness. Her large white meat bounced before her as she rode up and down on Bruce 's stocky pecker. The mixed-race young person gripped her hips as she worked up and down his pecker. Ryan fucked her from behind, a tall, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one feeding Delilah his cock. He was dead, his black hairsbreadth buzzed suddenly like a soldier 's and possessed the compress build of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that cock,"he ground as the figure dropped the special pair of panty on Delilah 's toss away clothing. In the process, it snatched up her dainty thong, a strip of black cloth that did n't look like it could cover anything.

The shape wanted to stay. To watch over her criminal conversation. The figure had program, a new idea to test with this pair of scanty. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could work her body.

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

Then the figure was gone.

Sometime later, when all the guys have finished using her and Delilah was sobering up, she stumbled towards her clothing. So very much jizz spilled down out of her holes. The spunk dribbled from her ass. It ran down her thigh. It coated her.

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

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

"The screw ?"she muttered, her bleached-blonde hairsbreadth spilling across her aspect as she bent over farther."Who the fuck slip my panties and replaced them with this kiddy shit ?"She glanced at the snoring guy rope who 'd fucked her.

She snorted and stepped into them.

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enchantress ovalbumin

A strange tingling ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy step-in. I could n't believe someone had stolen my thong and replaced them with these. They had fucking lace around them. And that childish tripe on the back.

cherry tree Tart.

real subverter. These were something a virgin who wanted to pretend that she was a bad daughter would buy at Hot Topic. I rolled my center as I drew them up my pegleg. I savored the strange tingle running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever dumb girl left hers behind, I would postulate pleasure in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the panties higher and higher. I shuddered as it slid up my thighs, smearing the cum as it went. The seed was soaking the textile now. More tingles rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my rump. I snapped the girdle down on my skin and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were son snoring around me. I gasped, my helping hand covering my breasts. They were growing smaller. Why were they so big ? I had small breasts. short dummy. My boldness burned. I shook my head, noticing, for a consequence, that my whorl looked blonde and not my usual Brown University. I groaned. As I darted my hands down to snaffle my dress, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My virgin twat clenched. I could n't have had sex. I was a vestal girl. A good girl. Oh, my papa was going to be so mad. I had to get out of here. I grabbed my bra, sliding it on. For a moment, it seemed too big. And Negro. I did n't own black bras.

Then it was egg white and humble and fit my A-cup chest perfectly.

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

I breathed in as relief filled me. What was wrong with me ? This skirt clearly fell past my articulatio genus. It was alright. I stepped into the tartan bird, part of my college 's school uniform. Of course, I was the only girl that wore hers. The relaxation 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 fall apart and ...

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

"femme fatale ?"He groaned."Damn, a schoolgirl. That 's kinky. Want to come here and ride on my cock. Put your hair's-breadth up in pigtails."

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

I heard him burst into laughter.

I darted down the stairs, confused why I was even here. Of class, I heard that there was a party at Ryan 's house, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my pop must be so worried about me. I wanted to call him, but I did n't experience 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 face. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the front door. I heard someone call my name and say something rude. Something absolutely fossil oil. I could n't believe it. I was a good young woman. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never take up a cock.

I burst out of the house and onto the street. I just had to get away. I could n't be anywhere near any of these people. I gasped as I raced down the street, running as fast as I could. My schoolgirl chick swished about my stage. My arms pumped. My brown fuzz flowed behind me, safe and devoid. I was n't a bad girl. I did n't even understand how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My side ached. I tasted a coppery smell at the vertebral column of my mouth. My legs burned.

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

I shuddered, this efflorescence of fear shooting through me. I had no idea where I was. It was morose. I was the solitary one out on the street. I bit my lip, my head darting to and fro. I was so frightened. I did n't even have my handbag let alone my mobile phone speech sound. But I could n't go back to that terrible place.

I could n't think I was even there. And defenseless. What happened to me ?

I struggled to parse my retentiveness. There were these wicked twinkling, things that I would never do. Terrible matter. They made me blush just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my head word. That was n't me. I was temptress Stanford White. I was xix. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my the right way deal and sighed in relief as I saw the promise annulus on my finger. I twisted it, the Au band that my daddy had given me. I drew in a deep breath. I was beginning to relax.

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

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a rumbling sound. I glanced on the street to see the headlight approach. prominent headlights. Something big was approaching. I raised my paw against the glare, squinting to see. I heard a powerful engine growling and chugging.

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

Just as the vehicle slowed down to stop by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those trucking rig trucks. I did n't cause a trailer attached, so the driver must be going home or something. I squeaked when the rider door suddenly creaked open. A man with a blockheaded mustache peered out at me, leaning over the Bench seat.

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

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this terrible political 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 know where I am."

"wellspring, girl, I can give you a hinge on home."

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

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

"Well, thanks to Hank,"I said, struggling to rise up into the cab. It was so tall."I 'm Delilah."

I managed to get into the seat and closed the leaden threshold. This giddy thrill raced through me. I sat so lots higher up than other cars I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the kerb. If we were driving through pattern traffic, I 'd experience so important right now looking down at the former carts.

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

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

"Cock ?"

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

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

I told him my savoir-faire as he drove the truck. The engine growled. He shifted the gears with one hand, the other resting on the steering roulette wheel. He kept glancing at me, I smiled back at him.

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

"Of course 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 girlfriend. A slut."

"wellspring, more than just strumpet suck cock,"he said."I mean, a boy thing. Sorry."

My cheeks 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. Next thing I know, they be claiming that they did other matter to me."

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

I swallowed.

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

I swallowed as the truck slowed down. I heard the air brakes release the insistence as we stopped. He shifted the gears into the park, the engine idling away.

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

A unknown thrill raced around my scanty. I swallowed, staring at his genitals. I gasped as he unsnapped his jean. He was doing this right hand before me. I covered my eyes as I heard his dungaree rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His stopcock. This wicked tickle went through me. I could n't trust 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 respectable look if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the strange rut inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me desire to arrive at down and touch him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closer, studying his tool. It thrust heavily and pink out of his jeans. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see curls of dark-brown hair around the cornerstone. A strange liquid state beaded at the tip.

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

"combine me, your pussy can stretch to carry it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjob here. Just scoot lower, open your mouth wide, and just suck that big cock in your mouth. Find 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 lovesome it was. It twitched and throbbed in my hand. It felt so active. I shuddered, my tongue flicking over my sass. I lowered my pass further. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth, and descended the last few inch.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my back talk. I pulled my teeth back, instinctively knowing I should n't sweep his soma with them. I slid my rim over his pecker, engulfing the pate. My knife swirled around, tasting that salty liquid. He groaned this throaty audio of pleasure.

I sucked.

His dick twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big lollipop. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet heat between my thighs growing and growing. It made me want to reach down and scratch up it. I trembled, my hand tightening on his cock as I sucked again and again. My glossa danced, caressing it. I lapped up more of that liquid state 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 lance as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my second joint. Why ? My cheeks hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my lips moving up and down faster.

"Shit, I thought you were virgin. You know how to suck a turncock. Damn."

What did that mean value ? I was a virgin. I had never sucked a peter before. What, did it think that I was a natural ?

I kept sucking on his dick and bobbing my head teacher. I slid my sass up and down his tool. I shuddered, this heat energy growing and growing between my thighs. It felt so repelling. So risque. I should n't be doing this. Daddy would be angry at me, but the trucker was right. I had to know.

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

The trucker was groaning and grunting as I worked my lip up and down his cock. I slid as far down his rotating shaft as I could, his dick pressing into the binding of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the entire way, my face hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my oral cavity. His hand tightened in my Robert Brown hair. He gripped me. I quivered, this tingle racing through my panties.

Was I a bad girl for doing this ?

My tongue danced around the top of his cock. The seat creaked and groaned beneath us. His deal tightened. He pressed my head down hard. I gasped as his rooster brushed the cover of my throat and then mistake down it.

He was sliding into my esophagus !

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

"God fucking damn, you are a fornicatress,"he groaned."I ca n't trust you can submit a shaft with such ease. Fuck."

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

He drew my head up by pulling my tomentum. It hurt and yet that only made me find wetter between my thighs. He groaned as I sucked so hard. My lingua danced around his ray. I caressed him with purpose. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born hammer mug. That was unsufferable. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my thigh together. My skirt rustled.

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

But I did n't want this.

I ached to order him that, but I was too busy sucking his prick. His cock throbbed and twitched in my oral cavity. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his dick soaked my clapper. He tasted so good. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my thighs still squirming, struggling to pig out that hot itch.

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

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

I gasped as his rough fingers reach my dainty panties. He rubbed them, pressing them into my sheep pen. I shuddered, a naughty heat florescence in my pussy. It was so intense. Blissful ripple flooded through me.

I could n't believe it. His jot felt baffle. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should make him stop, but his strokes just made me beat. I sucked on his shaft with even More mania. I nursed on his hawkshaw with such hunger.

He groaned, his finger's breadth rubbing up and down my puss. He touched my virgin flesh through my demure step-in. All these naughty pleasure surged through me. My toes curled in my shoes, a whimper revolt in my throat.

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

What did I demand ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my mouth off his cock. Then I was moving, seized by his strong hands. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering bike pressed into my stomach, my chest leaning over it. The cornet honked as my breasts pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his finger hooking aside my panties. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his shaft nudging into my inner thigh and—

"Oh, no, no, I 'm a Virgo the Virgin !"I gasped as his cock slid up my privileged thigh towards my pussy.

He snorted as he grabbed my rose hip and pulled me down.

I whimpered as his shaft touched my pussycat. The hired hand holding my panties aside moved away, sliding around me to take hold of my other hip. He held my waistline tight and, with a moan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cherry red popped.

I felt my hymen tear for the first meter. Then his pecker was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched spread my twat. I shuddered while a wave of heat washed through my virgin torso. A delicious wave.

"screwing damn, you 're pie-eyed,"he groaned."Now move those rose hip. Ride my dick."

I gripped the steering wheel while this intense heat that burned from my pussy seized my legs. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his cock. I shuddered feeling my pussy sliding up his hawkshaw. But not to scarper 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 Virgo depths. This wonderful heating plant rippled through me. He massaged my inner profoundness. I lowered my fountainhead over the steering roulette wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the truck driver 's massive hammer so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a good little girl. A Virgin. Daddy would be so angry with me.

I shuddered, my puss clenching around him. I slid back up his gibe again, my jackass clinging to the dense girth. I groaned, my rosehip dancing from side to side. I stirred my pussy around his shaft, the pleasure rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. More of that fantastic heat rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big dick in your snatch, do n't you ?"he grunted, his work force lightly holding my hips.

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

"Goddamn, you 're such a woman of the street,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl skirt. The white panties. And the blouse ... Fucking Inferno, you 're a aphrodisiac thing."

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

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

A foreign sensation built and built inside of me. Every time I slid down his dick, this pressure swelled. It grew as I rose up his hammer, too. My kitty-cat clung to him, increasing the friction of our physique sliding past each early. It felt so amazing.

"Work that schoolgirl cunt up and down my prick,"panted Hank."darn, your pissed and hot. I 'm going to dismiss so practically cum inside of you."

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

"I do n't deal what your daddy thinks, I 'm busting my load inside of you,"he grunted."You want it. Your tight, hot cunt ache for it. Do n't it ?"

He was right. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so good inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the steering rack, my mammilla aching inside of my bra. I worked my pussy up and down his hawkshaw. I came closer and closer to that amazing pleasure. Something was going to bump inside of me.

Was I about to have my first orgasm ? Was I going to cum on the truck driver 's peter ? What variety of virgin did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His dick filled me up so much. My hips danced from incline to side. My physical structure moved. It felt so natural to be riding his dick. Why ? I groaned, my digit gripping the steering wheel. I arched my back, my brown hair swaying. I could n't take much Thomas More of this.

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

I gasped, realizing he was spurting his ejaculate in me. It was his come. His cum. I slammed down his cock and gasped, feeling every spurt splashing into the depth of my pussy. It sent this wave of pleasure through me.

A tsunami of ecstasy that had my integral physical structure spasming. Bucking.

My pussy convulsed as the waving reached my psyche. exaltation spilled through my thoughts. And Sir Thomas More wafture followed. They rushed through my body. I groaned and gasped, my question shaking. Stars danced before my eyes as my pussy seemed to melt about his cock. My twat massaged and writhed and drained his peter dry. He grunted, his hired man squeezing my rosehip as he flooded me.

"God fucking damn, you are an amazing slut,"he groaned."I ca n't conceive it. red cent, 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 trust I just did that. I was n't a Virgo the Virgin any retentive. I whimpered in delight, feeling his cum inside of me. His dick softened. What happened ? Why did I do that ?

Why did it feel so good ?

That motion rippled through my thinker as Hank drove me home. I adjusted my clothing and pulled up my panties. They tingled around me, the electricity reaching into my slit. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me whole. Pure. It was such a slacken sensation. It soothed away my confusion. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a dream. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the hand truck device driver. I mean, I was a virgin.

I was a good young woman, right ?

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

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

"Thank you for the ride,"I said, giving him a genteel nod. It had to accept just been some wild mental imagery. I must throw 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 get done those other things. Those half-remembered perversions. I had been trapped in a slutty incubus that I woke up from back at the party.

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

He pulled away from the curb bit, leaving me standing out on the dark street. I swallowed, glancing at the mansion.

Was Daddy still awake ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to form sure it had been a pipe dream, I slid my bridge player up my chick. I felt so wicked for doing this right here on the street. It was in the midriff of the night. No one was around. My finger's breadth slid up beneath the scanty through the leg hole. I stroked through my bush to find out my vulva. I bit my lower lip. I found the folds of my pussy. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a suspiration of relief and pulled my digit away. It must throw just been a dream. It was just a weird coincidence that I had the salty taste lingering my backtalk, or that I had this buzzing pleasure rippling through me. I was a Virgo the Virgin. I had cogent evidence. Taking a deep breath, I marched ahead to the house. I climbed up the steps, found the front door unlocked, and entered.

The lights flicked on from the living room.

I squeaked in fright finding Daddy sitting on his recliner. He faced me, his eyes boring in on me."You were out late,"he said, standing up. He was a improbable and mollify man. His dark-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 sleep with what happened, Daddy. I just woke up at this party. It 's not like me. I 'm so sorry for worrying you."

electric shock rippled across his cheek as I threw myself at him. I hugged him tight and push my head into his chest.

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

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

The chill rippled from my pantie. I swallowed, feeling how strong he was. How solid. He stared down at me with a unusual looking in his eye. 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 hands seized them through my blouse. I gasped in shock as my pa groped my humble boobs through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost several cup size of it. You could n't have been padding your bra all these long time. Not the way you dress."

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

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

I gasped in outrage."I 'm a Virgin daddy. Honest."

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

"dada ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse outdoors. Buttons popped off, bouncing off his chest. He exposed my ovalbumin bra cupping my small knocker. He shook his head, shocked."I did n't imagine them, right ? Your tits ?"

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

"You can try that you 're a Virgin ?"he asked."I only caught you with two male child hold up year in your sleeping accommodation. All naked and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the last meter I had two boy in my chamber. Daddy had been so furious. 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 tercet with them. I had n't taken one of their shaft in my butt-hole and the other in my pussy.

I was a in effect girl.

"Prove it. turn up that you 're a virgin. I do n't know what weird game you 're playing, femme fatale, but let 's see."

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

I drew up my skirt. Slowly. pappa 's jaw dropped."Jesus, are you going to ostentate your twat at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a Hymen,"I said, my nerve on flame. I pulled up my annulus high-pitched enough to expose my panties."Just tug down my underwear, and you will see. Honest, Daddy. I wo n't let down you. I 'm your good girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysterical. I did n't translate what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? nobody believed that I was a virgin. 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 have sex with a teamster, either. I did n't imbibe his cock until he exploded in my rima oris, and I certainly did n't toast all his yummy cum.

Daddy fell to his knee, this brutish spirit on his expression. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a appease and jazz man. I gasped as he hooked the waistband my panty and ripped them down my thigh. He stared at my brownish Vannevar Bush, his middle narrowing.

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

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

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

"holy place shit, you are a virgin,"he said."But ... but the way you 've acted the finale two eld. You practically threw it in my face."

"pappa, are you for sure you did n't receive a nightmare ? That does n't vocalise like me at all. I 'm your near girl. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't suck cocks or rally dicks or let male child spurt their cum all over my body. 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 newly. Spicy. You 've never been used before."

I gasped as dad buried his face into my pussy. The shock of pleasure raced through me as his tongue lapped at my pussy sheepfold. He caressed my hymen, his clapper flicking up to my clitoris. His hand suddenly went around my waistline, grabbing my derriere. I trembled, clutching my skirt, staring down at him in shock.

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

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

I whimpered as his tongue fluttered against me. My step-in, bunched around my knee, tingled. I groaned, closing my eyes as that gamy joy built inside of me. The same blissfulness that haunted my dreaming. The impish high temperature that made me do such naughty things. Flashes of natural process I never could have performed darted through my judgement. They only fueled the fires that Daddy 's tongue stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

papa 's tongue lapped and licked at my pussy. I could n't think how great it felt. It was just incredible. He brushed my hymen, stroked my labia, and caressed my lilliputian clit. Sparks burst with each separatrix. I had never felt anything like this in my life.

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

I shuddered, his rough in hairsbreadth rasping against my sensitive material body. His spit was so hungry. He lapped up my cream, building and building that heating system in me. This must be what an coming was. He was going to make me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't consider this. This was my daddy doing it, so did that cook it okay ?

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

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it fall to the floor. I stared down at him, my skirt bunched around my waist, almost blocking his eyes. He stared up at me with such hunger. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my berm shrugging the straps off. It fell away, exposing my firm, belittled tit to him. He had to see that I always had small-scale teat. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those cruddy dreams.

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

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

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

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

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

He groaned and buried his face back into my kitty. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't ill-timed because I was with Daddy. I trembled in joy as he feasted on my cherry kitty-cat. He licked and lapped at my tart juice. I groaned, my heart 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 button, his tongue fluttering around it. That little nub, that off-white nestled in the plica of my labia, outburst with pleasure. I gasped, swayed. My house titties jiggled as the joy rippled about me. I groaned, my hips shaking from side to side. A rattling estrus swelled interior of me. His tongue teased my bud. Then his lips sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."pop !"

He stared up at me with such hunger. Such intensity. I loved it. I never wanted him to stop looking at me that way. I held his hair, swaying. I ground my pussy against his hungry lip. I loved the flavor of him against my juicy bits.

His tongue pressed against my hymen. His digit dug into my rump. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter muscle tingling. I gasped, pushing down the memory of early soil pipe dream I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion age. I would always be papa 's good girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my button hard. I gasped at the flavour of his lips wrapped about my bud again. It was unbelievable. I quivered and moaned, my piddling titties jiggling. The pressure built and built. I could n't take much more of this. I squeezed my center shut, little stars twinkling in the darkness. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the number 1 clip ever.

My pussy convulsed. I felt a spasming oceanic abyss inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My virgin body trembled, my cerise juice bathing his face. I could smell my woman of the street passion perfuming the air. I gasped as those waves of delight 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 knife licked and lapped at my crimp. He gathered up all the juice overflowing out of me. It was unbelievable. I felt so silly from my orgasm. I shook my read/write head, more of those wafture drowning my intellect. My back arched, my firm titties jiggling. dad held me crocked as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so a good deal I lost my rest. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my rump and then I was sprawled on my spinal column, my wooden leg banquet. My wench fluttered up to cover my belly, my pussy exposed.

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

"I 'm okay, pappa,"I said."My, oh my, that was incredible. I ca n't believe how nonplus that felt."

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

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

I gasped at the rustle of his jeans. He shoved them down in a flash. His dick popped out of his shorts a heartbeat later. It was the number one one I 'd ever seen. Those ones in the dreams did n't numerate. I stared at my daddy 's cock in shock. It thrust out thick and long from his nighttime pubic tomentum. He moved over me, his heavily balls swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wave of veneration washed through me.

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

"temptress,"he growled, placing the tip of his tool against my Virgo anatomy. I gasped as he brushed my clit, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it lower."I 'm bad, you 're just so aphrodisiac. I miss your mama. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any prospicient. You 're pure. Like she was."

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

My cherry stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a thirsty beast. My normally aristocratic daddy transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward laborious. My hymen did n't stand a hazard. It popped, a crisp nuisance followed by an acute heat driving into my astuteness. My eyes widened as I felt my pa 's dick filling my newly deflowered pussy.

His lump smacked into me.

I gasped, clenching around him. He was all the way in me. I shuddered beneath him, wiggling my coxa. 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 slit squeezed around him, savoring the look of his girth. He groaned, staring at me with these burning eyes.

He kissed me.

I tasted my working girl juice on his lips as he drew back his stopcock. I whimpered into his oral cavity, my nipples rubbing into his jersey. I felt his chest through the cotton fabric, his manful strength. I quivered, my pussy clinging to his withdrawing tool. The rubbing felt incredible, igniting something inside of me.

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

He slammed back into my vitiate depths. I groaned, squeezing around him. My gamey kitty welcomed him. My arms and legs wrapped around his body, holding him tight as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my tart passion on his rim as his natural language push into my mouth. He claimed my backtalk like his cock claimed my pussy.

I trembled in delight as he pumped away at me. Our dead body moved and heaved together. It was fantastic. His cock buried into me over and over, his nut smacking into my flesh. Against the bottom slope of my butt-cheeks and that strip of physique between my slit in my asshole.

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

Daddy 's ballock smacked into my taint over and over. He drove his dick hard into me. I gripped his trunk, my arms and second joint were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his back. He stirred such passion in me. I was n't a virgin any longer. My daddy had claimed me.

I was his.

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

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

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his muscular chest through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck. His whiskers rasped against my sore anatomy as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every knife thrust bringing me closer and closer to that wonderful rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so aegir for it. I hungered for my climax. I wanted to sense his stopcock slamming into me and taking me to that rattling rapture. I knew it would be incredible. A moment of everlasting bliss. I humped against him, grinding my clit against his pubic mound. spark flared inside of me.

I savored every moment of it.

"Yes, yes, Daddy !"I moaned."Oh, dada, I love your shaft in me. Am I being a good girl ?"

"Yes !"he growled. He thrust harder, driving that peter so cryptic into me."You 're finally my estimable female child, Delilah."

That made me tremor. My twat clamped down hard on his peter, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my puss welcoming him. So incredible. His pubic bone dry land against my clitoris, little sparks bursting from it every time. I whimpered, my heart fluttering. I was so tight to exploding.

So close to that moment of rapture.

He drove so intemperately into me. So cryptic into me. That wonderful cock filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my hips dancing from incline to side. I stirred my twat around him.

"Daddy ! dada !"I moaned."It 's about to go on. I 'm about to have my outset orgasm."

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

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

I came.

My pussycat writhed and spasmed about his hammer. That grand pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my consistency and splashed across my mind. Euphoria drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my cunt spasming wildly about his girth.

My kitty-cat climaxed and writhed around his dick. I trembled in pleasure every time he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his heading, staring down into my eyes. His were so dark-brown and burning with his passion. He hammered my convulsing twat, sending new and sweet waves of bliss sweeping through my body.

"Daddy !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his dick. It was amazing. My orgasms flooded one after the former through my body. This rush of naughty, incestuous delight surged through me. He buried hard in my pussy, his dick stirring me up. It was unbelievable. I trembled beneath him, squeezing tight around him. So very much rapture consumed me. I wanted to hold experiencing this.

I wanted to keep drowning in ecstasy.

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

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His face twisted as he slammed his prick deep in me.

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the base, the rug rasping beneath my back and rump. I shuddered beneath him, my nipples kissing his chest and his curly hairsbreadth. Such pleasance stroke through my body.

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

His jizz.

"Oh, pa, yes !"I gasped as the potent wave yet swept through me.

Ecstasy drowned my mind. My thoughts swirled in twist of exaltation. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his pecker dry. I savored every drop of his cum. It felt so special to take all of him. He was my daddy. I loved them so much. 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 cunt 's embrace. I gasped as his cock left me. I was suddenly so hollow again. He stood up, his cock swaying before him. He gleamed with my succus, proof that I was n't a virgin any longer.

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

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

I shuddered as the shudder finished rippling through my puss."papa, 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 foreign juices. It was n't pee on him, so what was it ?

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

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

"See, you can never spoil me. You can never give me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his tool, smelling something sporting lady and delicious on him."I 'll always love you, papa !"

I opened my rim wide and sucked his dick into my mouth. I nursed on him, my buttock hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my papa 's dick. His turncock was dirty with something, and I just wanted to scavenge him up. The liquid tasted gravel.

I remembered the strangest dream of him fucking me, and I almost could consider that I was tasting my pussy juice on his shaft.

It did have the Saami cyprian flavor that I sometimes smelled when I felt naughty.

My virgin pussy clenched as I nursed on him. He groaned, staring down at me with this tone of seismic disturbance on his look. I bobbed my head up and down his gumshoe. My lips sealed tight about his shaft. He throbbed in my mouth.

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

I popped my rima oris off his dick and giggled."By not having sex, Daddy. You really are silly."

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

I guessed those marked-up dreams I sometimes had could be useful. They were for teaching me how to clean my daddy 's cock.

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

I popped my mouth off his tool and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to do it me like that ?"My buttock burned as this virginal oestrus burst inside of my pussy."I mean ... I 'm a unspoiled girl. If you need me to do it, I will. Right now."

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

Again ? He could be such a ridiculous 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 dirty miss from my pipe dream. She had big tits and light-haired hair. nix like me.

Daddy groaned. I felt his eyes running up and down my organic structure. It made me tingle. I licked my lips, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his mitt on my right butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his cock against my cunt. right field against my Virgo the Virgin chassis. I shuddered, feeling so hot and naughty. I had this sinful ache inside of me.

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

"Damn, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his peter a minuscule harder against my hymen. I felt my membrane stretching."You experience how dumbfound this flavor, temptress ? Do you enjoy your pure body ?"

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

"So very much."

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

Daddy thrust.

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

I gasped as dada slid his cock into me for the showtime fourth dimension. I groaned as he stretched out my cunt. My build expanded around his shaft then his balls smacked into my clit. I gasped as glint of pleasure flare-up through me. My small titty jiggled.

My fingers clenched against the easygoing carpeting. I groaned as papa drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his cock escape me. But he kept sliding out of me. Sir Thomas More and more of his dick left me until only his tip remained.

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

I whimpered, my chocolate-brown hair swaying about my look. My pelvic arch wiggled, stirring my impair pussy around his cinch. It was unbelievable. His cock felt so wonderful. So amazing. He groaned and gasped, fucking me hard. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every second of it. He thrust so hard into me. So fast.

He must make out how I feel.

"enchantress !"He groaned."Oh, god, temptress, you feel amazing !"

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

My cunt squeezed around him, welcoming his shaft every time he buried into me. Little waves of delight washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would happen. I would deliver a true delight when my papa came in me. I groaned, savoring every minute of this. Every hot plunge of his dick thrusting into me. He fucked me arduous. He filled me up. It was incredible.

How much Sir Thomas More of this walking on air could I lead ? I did n't know.

"Dad ?"a new vocalization groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my onetime brother, Billy, standing at the entrance of the aliveness room. He wore merely a pair of boxers, his body Whitney Moore Young Jr. and hefty, his hair Lapplander spectre of John Brown as mine. He rubbed his middle like he could n't consider what he was seeing. Daddy groaned, holding me slopped, his dick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

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

"Jesus, you 're fucking siren ?"my brother gasped."I knew she was a cyprian but—"

"Your sister is n't a fancy woman !"Daddy roared."She 's a soundly lady friend. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't finish myself. She 's so much like your mother."

"shucks,"Billy said."If you to fuck her, why not me ? I had to hurt from her flaunting around the house, showing off those big tits of hers, like she was teasing me to fuck her. Why do n't I just shove my cock into her mouthpiece right now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't part her Dad ..."

His scourge 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, billy,"I said to my brother,"I 'll do it for papa. I 'm a good girl."

I shuddered as billy club shoved down his boxers. His dick flopped out, as hard as papa 's. A racy wavelet ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as Daddy started fucking me again. He pumped his cock in and out of me as he-goat brought his pecker closer to my sassing. I opened wide and swallowed my crony 's dick. I was a serious fille. I was just helping out my family. I loved my daddy and my brother.

I wanted them both to be happy.

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

This naughty, incestuous rush ran through me. My coming built faster and faster as I sucked on Billy 's dick. My snatch squeezed down on pa 's pecker. I wiggled my pelvis, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my mouth up and down billystick 's thrusting stopcock while pa 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 operose as I could on billy 's dick. He groaned, his muscular thorax rippling above me. bilgewater ran down my chin. The taste of his precum filled my rima oris. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to remember hearing it in my naughty dreams. I shuddered, my hip wiggling back and Forth River, stirring pa 's pecker around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"suck my stopcock, little whore,"he-goat groaned.

"She 's not a whore !"dada growled, slamming his dick hard and deep into my puss."She 's your loving, little babe. Respect her."

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

I sucked harder, wanting them both to burst forth. I wanted both my pal and my daddy to be so happy. To fill amazing. I squeezed my vitiate pussy around daddy 's thrusting dick. He groaned, his dense nut smacking into my clitoris. Delicious sparks burst from it. My 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 fuzz as he groaned. He drove his cock farther and farther down my throat. His cock slammed down my esophagus. Before I knew it, his thick pubic hair was rubbing into my lips and his musket ball were smacking into my chin. He groaned in delight.

"You can deep-throat a rooster, hussy,"he growled.

"She is not a hussy !"dada howled as he buried his pecker in me.

I came.

My kitty-cat quivered around pa 's dick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around Billy 's cock. I sucked hard as dad rammed into me. moving ridge of delight washed out of my kitty. arc burst before my center.

The pleasure was stupendous.

My pussy convulsed and spasmed around pappa 's big dick. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my depths and sent new waves of delight rippling through my body. I groaned, whimpering about my brother 's big dick 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 chum groaned."I ca n't take much more of this."

"You got to try her slit,"groaned Daddy."shucks, she 's slap-up. So pie-eyed and juicy. It 's the second time I fucked her deflowered slit. Ca n't wait to pop your cherry again."

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

Hot cum splashed against my cervix uteri and spurted into the spinal column of my throat. The jizz filled my kitty-cat and backtalk. I gulped down my brother 's salty onus while my snatch milked dada 's balls dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The pleasure drowned my psyche. This was so amazing. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my blood brother 's incestuous seed while papa filled my slit with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my mind melting.

The darkness swelled and swirled across my vision. My orgasm intensified so much, I could n't recall. I was just a quivering orchis of bod pleasing the men of my family. I felt myself drifting. Floating. Tingles raced through me as I shuddered.

I did n't know how yearn I felt amazing.

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

My eye fluttered subject. The naughty aspiration I was having faded away. It was so wicked of me to imagine that I had sucked on my brother 's pecker while papa fucked me hard from behind.

"Go ahead, give her pussy a try,"daddy was saying."She 'll lie with it."

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

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

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

I spread my thigh, my fingers parting my pussy sassing adorned by my gentle down of brown hairsbreadth. I nudged my hymen."See, no cock has ever been in me."

"What the fucking ?"groaned my brother.

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

I beamed."I 'll always be your Virgo the Virgin, pa. I love you."

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

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a sharp prick of pain as my Brother popped my cherry and slammed his peter into my virginal depths. I shuddered, taking my first cock ever. All those other ones did n't reckon.

They were only naughty dreams.

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

It stared down at the adjacent pair it had prepared, good of its wicked conjuration. This one was a swirl of black and white, like the radiation pattern you 'd see on a dairy farm cow. The bod stroked across the cloth, caressing the two words. A short phrase.

A question.

Got Milk River ?

The figure smiled, eager to drop off these step-in. It could n't wait for its next mind-controlling fun to begin.

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