Mind-Control scanty

Story Twelve : Virgo the Virgin cherry pleasure

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for genus Beta reading this !

The medicine pulsing through the menage stirred the figure 's antediluvian person. Though the music was advanced, made with electronics and possessing alien speech sound, the musical rhythm it created was primal. Something passed down and down and down through the coevals of men from dim ancientness. The fig wanted to dance. To revel in the euphony and to indulge in the hormones permeating the room.

The figure of speech was crashing a college house party.

College students flocked around, drinking beer and smoking ganja. The sour-sweet sapidity of the drug mixed with the sugary aroma of wine-coloured coolers. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a pair of daughter making out in the bread and butter elbow room, stripped down to their bras. This was the perfect property to leave its New creation.

It held in its helping hand a dainty and pristine distich of panties. Something cut for a schoolgirl to wear, full of all that virgin promise. A set of albumen lace encircled it and it had two words written in the brightest, reddest people of colour : cherry tree Tart.

The figure fought the billow to catch the two girls kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the former almost drunkard, but it was n't from its magic. It was n't the same as distortion and turning and molding girls into new beings. To show them different pleasure. The lady friend upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.

With effort, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college young moving up and down. They did n't pay the anatomy another coup d'oeil. It was nonde***********. stranger but unremarkable. They twisted their eubstance to let it pass, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their earpiece. On the mo floor, the sounds of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. Boys were cheering. There was a young lady in there, a slut writhing in passion.

enchantress albumen had a rooster in all three of her holes. The nineteen-year-old girl was a veteran of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonistic luxuria. Her tumid breasts bounced before her as she rode up and down on Robert I 's chummy hammer. The mixed-race young gripped her pelvic arch as she worked up and down his dick. Ryan fucked her from behind, a tall, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one feeding Delilah his hammer. He was light, his black hair buzzed short like a soldier 's and possessed the compact bod of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that dick,"he ground as the physique dropped the especial pair of pantie on Delilah 's discarded clothing. In the process, it snatched up her dainty lash, a slip of blackened cloth that did n't look like it could cover anything.

The digit wanted to stay. To watch her fornication. The physical body had plans, a new idea to test with this pair of panties. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could mold her body.

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

Then the figure was gone.

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

Dad 's going to be so pissed when I get home plate, she thought with some glee, aching to hurl her activities in his expression. Ever since her mother died, her father sought to ascertain her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

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

She snorted and stepped into them.

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Delilah White

A unknown tingle ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy panties. I could n't conceive person had stolen my thong and replaced them with these. They had fucking lace around them. And that childish applesauce on the backrest.

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 oculus as I drew them up my ramification. I savored the strange tingling running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever dumb girlfriend left hers behind, I would take joy in ruining them.

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

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were son snoring around me. I gasped, my hands covering my boob. They were growing smaller. Why were they so big ? I had lowly breast. minuscule boobies. My cheeks burned. I shook my heading, noticing, for a bit, that my locks looked blonde and not my common 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 the Virgin pussy clenched. I could n't cause had sex. I was a double-dyed girl. A honest girlfriend. 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 second, it seemed too big. And fateful. I did n't own smuggled bras.

Then it was E. B. White and small and fit my A-cup breasts perfectly.

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

I breathed in as rilievo filled me. What was wrong with me ? This annulus clearly fell past my stifle. It was all right. I stepped into the tartan skirt, character of my college 's school uniform. Of row, I was the only 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 Saratoga chip, Theodore Harold White blouse. Something a schoolgirl would wear out and ...

I pulled on my white blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't make time to insert it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the boys was already rousing. It was Robert the Bruce, the star quarterback.

"Delilah ?"He groaned."Damn, a schoolgirl. That 's kinky. Want to add up here and ride on my stopcock. Put your hair up in pigtails."

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

I heard him break into laughter.

I darted down the stair, 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 dad must be so worried about me. I wanted to telephone him, but I did n't know where my purse was. Did I leave it back in that room ? Oh, God, I could n't go back in there.

They were naked in there.

I hit the get-go story and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. Someone had drawn a penis on his side. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the front threshold. I heard person call my public figure and say something rude. Something absolutely crude. I could n't believe it. I was a respectable girl. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never wet-nurse 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 citizenry. I gasped as I raced down the street, running as fast as I could. My schoolgirl wench swished about my ramification. My arms pumped. My brownish hairsbreadth flowed behind me, safe and free. I was n't a bad missy. I did n't even infer how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My side ached. I tasted a coppery tang at the binding of my mouth. My legs burned.

I stumbled to a gasping halt. I planted my hands on my stifle, sucking in tight. I blinked, looking around. Where was I ?

I shuddered, this kick of fright shooting through me. I had no idea where I was. It was colored. I was the only one out on the street. I bit my lip, my head darting to and fro. I was so affright. I did n't even accept my purse let alone my cubicle sound. But I could n't go back to that frightening place.

I could n't believe I was even there. And naked. What happened to me ?

I struggled to parse my store. There were these wicked New York minute, things that I would never do. Terrible things. They made me blush just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my read/write head. That was n't me. I was siren White. I was xix. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my justly hired hand and sighed in easing as I saw the promise ring on my finger. I twisted it, the amber band that my daddy had given me. I drew in a inscrutable breath. I was beginning to relax.

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

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a rumbling auditory sensation. I glanced on the street to see the headlamp approach. Large headlamp. Something big was approaching. I raised my hand against the blaze, squinting to see. I heard a knock-down railway locomotive growling and chugging.

I trembled, peculiar at who was stopping to facilitate me.

Just as the vehicle slowed down to stop by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those rig trucks. I did n't give birth a trailer attached, so the device driver must be going home or something. I squeaked when the passenger door suddenly creaked open. A man with a deep mustache peered out at me, leaning over the terrace 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 wicked party for some understanding 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."

"Well, missy, I can ease up you a cod home."

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

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

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

I managed to get into the seat and closed the lumbering door. This giddy thrill raced through me. I sat so a lot higher up than other cars I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the Curb. If we were driving through normal dealings, I 'd sense 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 suckle his ..."My cheeks burned."wellspring, you know. His boy thingy."

"prick ?"

"Hank !"I gasped."You should n't say a Good Book 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 live ?"

I told him my name and address as he drove the truck. The railway locomotive growled. He shifted the appurtenance with one deal, the other resting on the steerage 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 fille. A slut."

"Well, to a greater extent than just strumpet suck cock,"he said."I mean, a boy thing. Sorry."

My cheek 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 things to me."

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

I swallowed.

"I mean, you really need to know. A young woman your age, why, she has to make love if she 's a cock-sucker or not. It 's of import. You wo n't bonk until you try.."

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

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

A unknown chill raced around my panties. I swallowed, staring at his genitalia. I gasped as he unsnapped his dungaree. He was doing this right before me. I covered my eyes as I heard his dungaree rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His shaft. This wicked tickle pink went through me. I could n't conceive this was happening.

My fingerbreadth 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 spirit 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 require to reach out down and touch him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned finisher, studying his cock. It hurl hard and ping out of his jean. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see curls of dark-brown fuzz around the base. A strange liquid beaded at the tip.

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

"Trust me, your pussy can stretch to take it,"he said."But we 're talking about cock sucking here. Just scoot lower, open your mouth across-the-board, and just suck that big prick 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 warm it was. It twitched and throbbed in my hand. It felt so alive. I shuddered, my knife flicking over my lips. I lowered my head further. I closed my eyes, opened my sass, and descended the last few in.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my oral fissure. I pulled my teeth back, instinctively knowing I should n't brush his material body with them. I slid my brim over his cock, engulfing the crown. My knife swirled around, tasting that salty liquid. He groaned this throaty auditory sensation of pleasure.

I sucked.

His putz twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big ice lolly. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet heating system between my thigh growing and growing. It made me want to reach out down and scratch it. I trembled, my hand tightening on his cock as I sucked again and again. My tongue danced, caressing it. I lapped up to a greater extent of that liquid leaking out.

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

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

"whoreson, I thought you were virgin. You know how to suck a shaft. Damn."

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

I kept sucking on his cock and bobbing my chief. I slid my lips up and down his dick. I shuddered, this heat growing and growing between my thigh. It felt so skanky. So naughty. 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 mouth up and down his gumshoe. I slid as far down his shaft as I could, his shaft pressing into the back of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the entire way, my cheeks hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my mouth. His hand tightened in my dark-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 helping hand tightened. He pressed my capitulum down hard. I gasped as his cock brushed the spinal column of my throat and then drop away down it.

He was sliding into my esophagus !

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

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

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

He drew my school principal up by pulling my hairsbreadth. It hurt and yet that only made me experience wetter between my thighs. He groaned as I sucked so surd. My glossa danced around his putz. I caressed him with purpose. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born cock chump. That was impossible. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my thighs together. My skirt rustled.

"acquiring hot in your short cunt ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of form you are, little slattern. You 're in that sexy schoolgirl kit. Yeah, you wanted me to get along along so you could suck up my dick."

But I did n't want this.

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

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

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

I gasped as his rough finger reach my dainty panties. He rubbed them, pressing them into my crimp. I shuddered, a naughty heat efflorescence in my pussy. It was so vivid. Blissful riffle flooded through me.

I could n't believe it. His touch felt amazing. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should make him cease, but his strokes just made me flitter. I sucked on his cock with even more passion. I nursed on his cock with such hungriness.

He groaned, his fingers rubbing up and down my kitty-cat. He touched my virgin shape through my demure panty. All these naughty pleasures surged through me. My toes curled in my skid, a whine rising in my throat.

"red cent, 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 sass off his pecker. Then I was moving, seized by his potent hands. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering wheel pressed into my breadbasket, my chest tendency over it. The horn honked as my tit 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 inner thigh and—

"Oh, no, no, I 'm a virgin !"I gasped as his rooster slid up my privileged thigh towards my pussy.

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

I whimpered as his hammer touched my snatch. The deal holding my panty aside moved away, sliding around me to snap up my other hip. He held my waist loaded and, with a groan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cherry red popped.

I felt my hymen tear for the first time. Then his cock was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched unfold my goose. I shuddered while a wave of heat energy washed through my Virgin body. A scrumptious wave.

"Fucking shit, you 're stiff,"he groaned."Now move those articulatio coxae. tantalize my dick."

I gripped the steering wheel while this intense heat that burned from my puss seized my legs. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his peter. I shuddered feeling my pussy sliding up his dick. But not to elude 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 profundity. This tremendous oestrus rippled through me. He massaged my inner depths. I lowered my head over the steering roulette wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's monumental prick so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a good young woman. A Virgo. Daddy would be so angry with me.

I shuddered, my pussy clenching around him. I slid back up his shaft again, my twat clinging to the thick girth. I groaned, my rose hip dancing from incline to side. I stirred my twat around his cock, the delight rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. to a greater extent of that wonderful heat rippled through me.

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

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

"Goddamn, you 're such a woman of the street,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl skirt. The white panties. And the blouse ... piece of tail inferno, you 're a sexy 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 imperativeness swelled. It grew as I rose up his turncock, too. My kitty clung to him, increasing the friction of our frame sliding past each other. It felt so amazing.

"Work that schoolgirl cunt up and down my peter,"panted Hank."shit, your tight and hot. I 'm going to fire so a lot cum inside of you."

I gasped, my pussy squeezing down on him. That made our gamy activity feel even better."No no, you ca n't. My daddy will kill me. He must be so disturbed 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 slit aching for it. Do n't it ?"

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

Was I about to let my for the first time orgasm ? Was I going to cum on the teamster 's dick ? What sort of virgin did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His dick filled me up so much. My pelvic arch danced from incline to slope. My body moved. It felt so instinctive to be riding his dick. Why ? I groaned, my finger gripping the steering wheel. I arched my back, my Brown University haircloth swaying. I could n't aim much more of this.

"screwing me,"he groaned as I slammed down his cock. As I rose up his dig, his dick twitched. I felt something hot spurting inside of me."Yes, lease it. aim my fucking load."

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

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

My pussy convulsed as the wave reached my nous. exaltation spilled through my thoughts. And more Wave followed. They rushed through my body. I groaned and gasped, my read/write head shaking. Stars danced before my eyes as my pussy seemed to melt about his peter. 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 awe-inspiring slut,"he groaned."I ca n't believe it. Damn, you drained my balls."

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

Why did it feel so good ?

That question rippled through my mind as Hank drove me home. I adjusted my clothing and pulled up my panties. They tingled around me, the electricity reaching into my pussy. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me hale. Pure. It was such a unbend sensation. It soothed away my confusion. I kind 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 serious girl, 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 grinning."You pack guardianship. Really glad I ran into you tonight."

"Thank you for the ride,"I said, giving him a civil nod. It had to have just been some rampantly imagination. I must have dozed off while he was driving me home. There was no way I would receive sucked his rooster 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 plaid skirt flaring about my peg. I pushed them down before he saw my panties. My impertinence burned. Oh gosh, how embarrassing would it own been if he 'd glimpsed those ?

He pulled away from the AMEX, leaving me standing out on the dark street. I swallowed, glancing at the menage.

Was Daddy still wake ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to micturate certainly it had been a dream, I slid my hand up my skirt. I felt so wicked for doing this rightfulness here on the street. It was in the middle of the night. No one was around. My finger slid up beneath the panty through the leg hole. I stroked through my bush to find my vulva. I bit my take down lip. I found the faithful of my pussy. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a sigh of ministration and pulled my fingerbreadth away. It must have just been a aspiration. It was just a weird coincidence that I had the salty taste lingering my mouthpiece, or that I had this buzzing pleasance rippling through me. I was a Virgo the Virgin. I had trial impression. Taking a mysterious breathing place, I marched ahead to the business firm. I climbed up the steps, found the front line room access unlocked, and entered.

The twinkle flicked on from the living room.

I squeaked in fearfulness finding dad sitting on his recliner. He faced me, his eyes boring in on me."You were out late,"he said, standing up. He was a marvelous and ennoble man. His brown eyes flicked up and down my digit. It looked like he was afraid of something."Out partying again ?"

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

electrical shock rippled across his face as I threw myself at him. I hugged him squiffy and urge on my head into his chest.

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

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

The shiver rippled from my panties. I swallowed, feeling how impregnable he was. How solid. He stared down at me with a strange look in his middle. 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 white meat ?"he asked. His script seized them through my blouse. I gasped in shock as my daddy groped my small boob through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost several cup sizes. You could n't own been padding your bra all these age. Not the way you dress."

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

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

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

"A virgin ?"he growled. He grabbed the strawman 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 fuck what to do with you, Delilah."

"pa ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse open. push button popped off, bouncing off his chest. He exposed my Patrick White bra cupping my humble breasts. He shook his head, shocked."I did n't think them, right ? Your nipple ?"

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

"You can raise that you 're a virgin ?"he asked."I only caught you with two boy concluding twelvemonth in your bedroom. All naked and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the final time I had two boys in my bedchamber. dad had been so infuriated. I did n't even think about it until he pointed out that I had the doorway closed and anything could stimulate happened. But zip had. I certainly had n't had a terzetto with them. I had n't taken one of their cocks in my butt-hole and the former in my slit.

I was a good girl.

"Prove it. Prove that you 're a Virgin. I do n't know what weird biz you 're playing, Delilah, but let 's see."

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

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

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

He laughed louder, almost hysterical. I did n't infer what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? cipher 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 throw sex at the party with those three boys, and I did n't possess sex with a trucker, either. I did n't suck his prick until he exploded in my lip, and I certainly did n't salute all his yummy cum.

pappa fell to his knees, this bestial look on his facial expression. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a gentle and love man. I gasped as he hooked the waistband my panties and ripped them down my thighs. He stared at my brownish George H.W. Bush, his eyes narrowing.

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

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

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

"sanctum shit, you are a virgin,"he said."But ... but the way you 've acted the final stage two years. You practically threw it in my face."

"pop, are you sure you did n't take a nightmare ? That does n't fathom like me at all. I 'm your safe girl. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't suck cocks or ride dicks or let boys 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 oceanic abyss one."You smell fresh. Spicy. You 've never been used before."

I gasped as Daddy buried his cheek into my pussy. The shock absorber of joy raced through me as his lingua lapped at my pussycat sheepcote. He caressed my Hymen, his tongue flicking up to my clit. His hired man suddenly went around my waist, grabbing my rear. I trembled, clutching my doll, staring down at him in shock.

"pop ?"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 stifle, tingled. I groaned, closing my eyes as that naughty pleasure built inside of me. The same bliss that haunted my pipe dream. The terrible estrus that made me do such naughty things. newsbreak of activities I never could get performed darted through my judgment. They only fueled the fires that Daddy 's tongue stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

Daddy 's lingua lapped and licked at my snatch. I could n't conceive how great it felt. It was just incredible. He brushed my hymen, stroked my labia, and caressed my small clit. Sparks burst with each stroke. I had never felt anything like this in my life.

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

I shuddered, his rough hairsbreadth rasping against my sore flesh. His lingua was so hungry. He lapped up my emollient, building and building that heating system in me. This must be what an orgasm was. He was going to ca-ca me take one. I was going to cum. I could n't consider this. This was my papa doing it, so did that arrive at 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 storey. I stared down at him, my doll bunched around my waist, almost blocking his middle. He stared up at me with such hungriness. 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, lowly breasts to him. He had to see that I always had low breast. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those lousy dreams.

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

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me savage. I shuddered, grabbing his whisker for sustenance. I gripped him, my hips writhing from English to side. I ground on his expression and savored every short licking disruption of his glossa. He did such naughty things to me. I quivered, a hot esthesis building and construction inside of me.

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

"Jesus, I ca n't believe this is really you, Delilah,"he said. He pulled his side away from my twat, my cream dribbling down his chin."Have the finally few years just been a pipe dream ?"

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

He groaned and buried his face back into my slit. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't damage because I was with Daddy. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my ruby-red twat. He licked and lapped at my tart juice. I groaned, my middle 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 clit, his tongue fluttering around it. That little nub, that Pearl nestled in the folds of my labia, burst with pleasure. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the pleasure rippled about me. I groaned, my hip shaking from side to side. A wonderful heat swelled inside of me. His lingua teased my bud. Then his mouth sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."Daddy !"

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 whisker, swaying. I ground my pussy against his hungry sassing. I loved the smell of him against my naughty bits.

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

His cherry red daughter.

He sucked on my clit hard. I gasped at the feel of his lips wrapped about my bud again. It was unbelievable. I quivered and moaned, my little titties jiggling. The air pressure built and built. I could n't exact much more of this. I squeezed my center shut, little wiz twinkling in the shadow. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the first time ever.

My snatch convulsed. I felt a spasming recondite inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My Virgin body trembled, my crimson juices bathing his face. I could smell my tart passion perfuming the air. I gasped as those waves of pleasure splashed across my mind.

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

"You taste unbelievable, Delilah,"he growled.

His tongue licked and lapped at my sheepcote. He gathered up all the juice overflowing out of me. It was unbelievable. I felt so dizzy from my flood tide. I shook my head, more of those waves drowning my head. My back arched, my firm titties jiggling. pop held me blind drunk as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so lots I lost my balance. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my tail end and then I was sprawled on my cover, my branch spread. My skirt fluttered up to get over my stomach, my pussy exposed.

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

"I 'm fine, Daddy,"I said."My, oh my, that was unbelievable. I ca n't conceive how nonplus that felt."

"I know,"he groaned."screw, I ca n't serve myself. I 'm bad, Delilah."

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

I gasped at the rustling of his jeans. He shoved them down in a flash. His cock popped out of his underdrawers a flash later. It was the start one I 'd ever seen. Those I in the dreams did n't numerate. I stared at my papa 's cock in seismic disturbance. It thrust out thick and long from his nighttime pubic hair. He moved over me, his heavy chunk swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wave of awe washed through me.

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

"femme fatale,"he growled, placing the tip of his cock against my Virgo the Virgin flesh. I gasped as he brushed my clit, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it scurvy."I 'm sorry, you 're just so aphrodisiacal. I miss your mommy. 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 cock pressing on my hymen.

My cherry stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a hungry beast. 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 sharply pain followed by an intense heat driving into my depths. My eyes widened as I felt my pa 's cock 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 rose hip. I stared him around while I stared up at him in awe. It was incredible. It felt so properly. I know I should be a virgin forever, but this was my pa. He fit me perfectly. My pussy squeezed around him, savoring the feel of his girth. He groaned, staring at me with these burning eyes.

He kissed me.

I tasted my tart succus on his lips as he drew back his peter. I whimpered into his mouth, my nipples rubbing into his t-shirt. I felt his dresser through the cotton fabric, his virile strength. I quivered, my pussy clinging to his withdrawing cock. The friction felt incredible, igniting something inside of me.

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

He slammed back into my deflowered profoundness. I groaned, squeezing around him. My naughty twat welcomed him. My blazonry and legs wrapped around his body, holding him crocked as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my tart passion on his rim as his tongue thrust into my mouth. He claimed my mouth like his turncock claimed my pussy.

I trembled in delectation as he pumped away at me. Our torso moved and heaved together. It was howling. His putz buried into me over and over, his balls smacking into my figure. Against the bottom incline of my butt-cheeks and that strip of flesh between my pussy in my asshole.

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

Daddy 's balls smacked into my contamination over and over. He drove his rooster hard into me. I gripped his torso, my arms and second joint were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his rear. He stirred such passion in me. I was n't a Virgin any longer. My pappa had claimed me.

I was his.

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

"My petty young lady,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending chill racing through me. My pussy clamped down on his cock, increasing the friction.

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his brawny chest through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck opening. His face fungus rasped against my spiritualist material body as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every thrust bringing me snug and closer to that grand rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so tidal bore for it. I hungered for my sexual climax. I wanted to palpate his shaft slamming into me and taking me to that wonderful exaltation. I knew it would be incredible. A moment of pure seventh heaven. I humped against him, grinding my clit against his pubic mound. glint flared inside of me.

I savored every moment of it.

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

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

That made me shudder. My pussy clamped down hard on his gumshoe, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my cuckoo welcoming him. So incredible. His pubic bone priming coat against my clitoris, piffling twinkle bursting from it every sentence. I whimpered, my centre fluttering. I was so closemouthed to exploding.

So close to that moment of rapture.

He drove so unvoiced into me. So deep into me. That wonderful stopcock filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my hips dancing from side of meat to side. I stirred my cunt around him.

"Daddy ! Daddy !"I moaned."It 's about to go on. I 'm about to throw my number 1 orgasm."

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

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

I came.

My puss writhed and spasmed about his rooster. That rattling pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my body and splashed across my mind. Euphoria drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my cunt spasming wildly about his girth.

My pussy climaxed and writhed around his shaft. I trembled in pleasure every time he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his point, staring down into my oculus. His were so brown and burning with his cacoethes. He hammered my convulsing goofball, sending new and wise waves of seventh heaven sweeping through my body.

"dad !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his putz. 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 slit, his pecker stirring me up. It was incredible. I trembled beneath him, squeezing tight around him. So much exaltation 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. rising tide my pussy."

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

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the floor, the carpet rasping beneath my rachis and tail. I shuddered beneath him, my nipple kissing his dresser and his curly hairs. Such pleasure shot through my body.

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

His jizz.

"Oh, Daddy, yes !"I gasped as the strongest Wave yet swept through me.

go drowned my judgement. My thoughts swirled in eddies of transport. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his hawkshaw dry. I savored every drop of his cum. It felt so special to take all of him. He was my dada. I loved them so much. I nuzzled my nose against his, cooing in delight.

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

He pulled away of me, his rooster ripping out of my cunt 's embrace. I gasped as his cock left me. I was suddenly so hollow again. He stood up, his stopcock swaying before him. He gleamed with my juices, proof that I was n't a Virgo the Virgin any longer.

I shuddered, feeling a quiver racing from the panty even though they were not on me. It surged across the floor and hit my body. My pussy felt electrified. I gasped and groaned as pa 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 prickling finished rippling through my pussy."pa, 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 juices. It was n't water on him, so what was it ?

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

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

"See, you can never thwart me. You can never form me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his tool, smelling something whore and delicious on him."I 'll always be intimate you, Daddy !"

I opened my lips broad and sucked his pecker into my mouth. I nursed on him, my impertinence hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my dada 's dick. His pecker was dirty with something, and I just wanted to clean house him up. The liquid tasted get.

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

It did suffer the Lapp prostitute 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 look of cushion on his face. I bobbed my head up and down his dick. My sass sealed tight about his shaft of light. He throbbed in my mouth.

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

I popped my backtalk 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 hand stroking my hair. I liked that. It made me feel so naughty as I nursed on him. I bobbed my head, sliding my sass up and down his dick. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the roof of my mouth and the English of my cheeks.

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

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

I popped my backtalk off his dick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to fuck me like that ?"My cheek burned as this virginal heat burst inside of my cunt."I mean ... I 'm a skillful girl. If you need me to do it, I will. Right now."

"God help oneself 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 zany man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my rump at him. I felt so severe and wanton. Like that dirty girl from my aspiration. She had big nipple and blonde hair. Nothing like me.

Daddy groaned. I felt his eyes running up and down my body. It made me tingle. I licked my lips, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his handwriting on my proper 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 revolting ache inside of me.

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

"Damn, I can palpate it,"he said. He pressed his cock a small harder against my virginal membrane. I felt my membrane stretching."You recognise how puzzle this tone, femme fatale ? Do you love your pure dead body ?"

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

"So very much."

I smiled in pleasure."Then it makes me happy, too. Come on, Daddy, 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 dada slid his cock into me for the first base metre. I groaned as he stretched out my twat. My flesh expanded around his shot then his testicle smacked into my clit. I gasped as twinkle of pleasance flare-up through me. My small breasts jiggled.

My finger clenched against the lenient carpet. I groaned as pop drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his cock evasion me. But he kept sliding out of me. 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 brown hair swaying about my typeface. My hips wiggled, stirring my deflower pussy around his girth. It was unbelievable. His prick felt so fantastic. So amazing. He groaned and gasped, fucking me hard. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every second base of it. He thrust so hard into me. So fast.

He must love how I feel.

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

I beamed in joy. I was so happy I could make him feel amazing."You feel wonderful in me, too, Daddy ! Oh, yes, yes !"

My pussycat squeezed around him, welcoming his dick every clip he buried into me. Little moving ridge of delight washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would happen. I would ingest a true delight when my daddy came in me. I groaned, savoring every instant of this. Every hot plunge of his gumshoe thrusting into me. He fucked me intemperately. He filled me up. It was incredible.

How much more than of this cloud nine could I take ? I did n't know.

"Dad ?"a new voice groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my elderly comrade, billystick, standing at the entree of the animation way. He wore merely a duad of packer, his body youthful and sinewy, his hair Same shade of brown as mine. He rubbed his eyes like he could n't believe what he was seeing. pop groaned, holding me tight, his dick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

I gasped, wiggling my coxa around his diaphysis, stirring him up. I wanted him to pump his dick in and out of me.

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

"Your sister is n't a harlot !"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."

"shit,"billy club said."If you to do it her, why not me ? I had to suffer from her flaunting around the house, showing off those big mamilla of hers, like she was teasing me to have it away her. Why do n't I just shove my pecker into her mouth right field now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't share her Dad ..."

His threat hung in the air.

"Do n't say anything about what I 'm doing, please,"dad gasped. He shifted."Uh ... maybe you could roll in the hay her mouth."

"I 'll do it, billystick,"I said to my brother,"I 'll do it for Daddy. I 'm a good girl."

I shuddered as Billy shoved down his packer. His putz flopped out, as tough as daddy 's. A naughty rippling ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as dad started fucking me again. He pumped his cock in and out of me as Billy brought his dick closer to my mouth. I opened all-encompassing and swallowed my brother 's dick. I was a good missy. I was just helping out my family. I loved my pappa and my sidekick.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on billy goat 's stopcock. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his tool deep into me, fucking my backtalk like pappa fucked my pussy. Both their putz were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

This naughty, incestuous rush ran through me. My orgasm built faster and faster as I sucked on billy 's shaft. My pussy squeezed down on daddy 's cock. I wiggled my hips, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my mouth up and down Billy 's thrusting cock while Daddy pumped his dick in and out of my pussy.

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

I sucked as hard as I could on Billy 's gumshoe. He groaned, his powerful chest rippling above me. twaddle ran down my chin. The taste of his precum filled my mouth. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to retrieve hearing it in my naughty aspiration. I shuddered, my rose hip wiggling back and Forth River, stirring Daddy 's dick around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"suck my stopcock, footling whore,"Billy groaned.

"She 's not a whore !"Daddy growled, slamming his gumshoe hard and oceanic abyss into my cunt."She 's your loving, little sister. Respect her."

"Sure,"truncheon groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to suck my turncock for so long, Delilah. Fuck, I got to burst forth in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to set off. I wanted both my brother and my daddy to be so happy. To fill amazing. I squeezed my impair pussy around pop 's thrusting peter. He groaned, his laborious balls smacking into my clit. Delicious sparks burst from it. My coming came closer and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

I squeezed my heart shut, rocking between them. They both used me. Fucked me. Billy held my hair as he groaned. He drove his cock farther and farther down my throat. His putz slammed down my gorge. Before I knew it, his buddy-buddy pubic tomentum was rubbing into my mouth and his glob were smacking into my Chin. He groaned in delight.

"You can deep-throat a prick, trollop,"he growled.

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

I came.

My snatch quivered around daddy 's dick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around he-goat 's cock. I sucked hard as Daddy rammed into me. wafture of pleasure washed out of my pussy. Sparks burst before my eye.

The pleasure was stupendous.

My kitty convulsed and spasmed around Daddy 's big dick. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my depths and sent new Wave of joy rippling through my body. I groaned, whimpering about my comrade 's big dick as he drove it down my pharynx. His testicle smacked into my chin.

Stars burst across my eyes.

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

"You got to try her pussy,"groaned Daddy."tinker's dam, she 's expectant. So tight and juicy. It 's the endorsement metre I fucked her deflowered cunt. Ca n't wait to pop your cherry again."

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

Hot cum splashed against my cervix and spurted into the back of my pharynx. The jizz filled my pussy and back talk. I gulped down my brother 's salty load while my cunt milked Daddy 's Ball dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The pleasance drowned my nous. This was so awful. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my brother 's incestuous seed while dad filled my pussy with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my mind melting.

The swarthiness swelled and swirled across my imaginativeness. My sexual climax intensified so much, I could n't mean. I was just a quivering ballock of flesh pleasing the men of my sept. I felt myself drifting. Floating. Tingles raced through me as I shuddered.

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

I felt like I was on my face, my pussy and verbalise both suddenly empty. The delight began to dwindle down. I had just blown my brother and dad. The tingles intensified around my slit, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My eyes fluttered open. The naughty dreaming I was having faded away. It was so arch of me to envisage that I had sucked on my brother 's cock while pappa fucked me hard from behind.

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

"No discourtesy, Dad, I do n't exactly require your soggy seconds,"billy said.

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

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

I spread my thighs, my fingers parting my pussy lips adorned by my soft down of brown hair. I nudged my Hymen."See, no dick has ever been in me."

"What the nookie ?"groaned my brother.

Dad grinned."See, she 'll always be my pure slight girl. 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 sharp prick of pain as my blood brother popped my cherry and slammed his dick into my virginal depths. I shuddered, taking my first cock ever. All those other ones did n't enumerate.

They were only racy dreams.

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

It stared down at the adjacent yoke it had prepared, wide-cut of its mischievous magic. This one was a swirl of contraband and white, like the traffic pattern you 'd see on a dairy farm cow. The physical body stroked across the cloth, caressing the two word. A short phrase.

A question.

Got Milk River ?

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

To be continued in the next taradiddle of Mind-Controlling step-in ...