Mind-Control Panties

Story Twelve : Virgo the Virgin Cherry Delight

By mypenname3000

copyright 2019

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

The medicine pulsing through the sign stirred the figure 's antediluvian somebody. Though the music was modern, made with electronics and possessing alien phone, the beat it created was primal. Something passed down and down and down through the contemporaries of men from dim antiquity. The build wanted to trip the light fantastic. To enjoy in the music and to featherbed in the hormones permeating the room.

The fig was crashing a college house party.

College students flocked around, drinking beer and smoking marijuana. The sour-sweet tang of the drug mixed with the sugary aroma of wine coolers. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a pair of young woman making out in the living room, stripped down to their bandeau. This was the complete office to leave behind its New creation.

It held in its bridge player a dainty and pristine pair of panties. Something cut for a schoolgirl to wear thin, full of all that virginal hope. A striation of white lacing encircled it and it had two password written in the brightest, violent colouration : Cherry Tart.

The figure fought the surge to follow the two daughter kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the other almost inebriate, but it was n't from its magic. It was n't the same as twisting and turn and molding girls into new beings. To show them dissimilar pleasure. The lady friend upstairs, its aim, had experienced so many of them already.

With effort, it dragged itself away and slipped up the steps, ignored by the college early days moving up and down. They did n't give the name another coup d'oeil. It was nonde***********. Alien but unremarkable. They twisted their consistency to let it eliminate, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their telephone. On the sec floor, the sound of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. Boys were cheering. There was a lady friend in there, a slut writhing in passion.

Delilah White had a peter in all three of her hole. The nineteen-year-old fille was a veteran of being gang-banged. She reveled in epicurean luxuria. Her large titty bounced before her as she rode up and down on Bruce 's thick turncock. The mixed-race young person gripped her hips as she worked up and down his peter. Ryan fucked her from behind, a tall, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one feeding Delilah his prick. He was little, his Shirley Temple fuzz buzzed short like a soldier 's and possessed the thickset build of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that dick,"he ground as the figure of speech dropped the special yoke of panties on Delilah 's discarded clothing. In the summons, it snatched up her dainty thong, a strip of fatal fabric that did n't appear like it could cover anything.

The figure wanted to stay. To keep an eye on her criminal conversation. The figure had programme, a new melodic theme to test with this couplet of panties. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could regulate her body.

It took one survive looking at at her bleached-blonde hair dancing about her boldness as she sucked and moaned and shuddered through her next orgasm.

Then the fig was gone.

Sometime later, when all the guy rope have finished using her and Delilah was sobering up, she stumbled towards her clothing. So much 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 off when I get dwelling house, she thought with some glee, aching to throw her activities in his face. Ever since her mother died, her Church Father sought to control her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

"The screw ?"she muttered, her bleached-blonde hair spilling across her fount as she bent over further."Who the piece of tail stole my panties and replaced them with this kiddy shit ?"She glanced at the snoring hombre who 'd fucked her.

She snorted and stepped into them.

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Delilah egg white

A unusual frisson 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 infantile tripe on the binding.

Cherry Tart.

real subversive. These were something a Virgin who wanted to make that she was a bad daughter would buy at Hot Topic. I rolled my eyes as I drew them up my legs. I savored the strange tingling running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever dumb little girl left hers behind, I would take pleasure in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the step-in higher and higher. I shuddered as it slid up my second joint, smearing the cum as it went. The semen was soaking the material now. more than quiver 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 boys snoring around me. I gasped, my hands covering my breasts. They were growing smaller. Why were they so big ? I had minuscule breasts. small boobies. My boldness burned. I shook my nous, noticing, for a moment, that my ringlet looked blonde and not my usual brown. I groaned. As I darted my hands down to snaffle my clothes, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My virgin pussy clenched. I could n't give birth had sex. I was a virtuous lady friend. A well daughter. Oh, my pappa 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 black. I did n't own blackened bra.

Then it was whiteness and small and fit my A-cup tit perfectly.

I fastened it and then grabbed my dame. A tingle rippled from my step-in. 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 knees. It was ticket. I stepped into the plaid chick, persona of my college 's schooltime uniform. Of course, I was the just girl that wore hers. The remainder were bad. I zipped it up and then grabbed my ...

What was this harvest top ? I did n't tire anything like that. No, no, I had worn a potato chip, white blouse. Something a schoolgirl would tire and ...

I pulled on my tweed blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't give metre to tuck it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the male child was already rousing. It was Robert I, the virtuoso quarterback.

"temptress ?"He groaned."shucks, a schoolgirl. That 's way-out. Want to follow here and sit on my pecker. Put your haircloth up in pigtails."

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

I heard him burst into laughter.

I darted down the stair, confused why I was even here. Of row, 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 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 first floor and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. Someone had drawn a phallus on his fount. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the front door. I heard someone phone call my epithet and say something rude. Something absolutely crude. I could n't believe it. I was a good girl. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never suck a cock.

I burst out of the firm 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 skirt swished about my peg. My coat of arms pumped. My brown whisker flowed behind me, safe and free. I was n't a bad girl. I did n't even realise how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My face ached. I tasted a coppery sapidity at the spinal column of my mouth. My legs burned.

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

I shuddered, this flush of fear shooting through me. I had no theme where I was. It was dark. I was the only one out on the street. I bit my lip, my school principal darting to and fro. I was so panicky. I did n't even have my purse let alone my cadre phone. But I could n't go back to that terrible place.

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

I struggled to parse my memories. There were these loathsome flare, things that I would never do. Terrible thing. They made me blush just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my capitulum. That was n't me. I was femme fatale White. I was nineteen. A Virgo the Virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my proper paw and sighed in relief as I saw the hope pack on my fingerbreadth. I twisted it, the gold band that my dad had given me. I drew in a deep breath. I was beginning to relax.

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

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a rumbling sound. I glanced on the street to see the headlamp approach. declamatory headlights. Something big was approaching. I raised my hand against the brilliance, squinting to see. I heard a knock-down engine growling and chugging.

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

Just as the vehicle slowed down to halt by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those semi truck. I did n't cause a trailer attached, so the number one wood must be going abode or something. I squeaked when the rider door suddenly creaked afford. A man with a thick moustache peered out at me, leaning over the bench seat.

"You okay ?"he asked."Kinda late for a daughter as Brigham Young as you to be out."

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this terrible company 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 have sex where I am."

"fountainhead, female child, I can give you a drive home."

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

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

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

I managed to get into the seat and closed the heavy door. This lightheaded chill raced through me. I sat so much gamy up than former 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 traffic, I 'd feel so crucial right now looking down at the early carts.

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

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

"shaft ?"

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

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

I told him my destination as he drove the truck. The engine growled. He shifted the gears with one hired hand, the early resting on the steering bicycle. He kept glancing at me, I smiled back at him.

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

"Of path 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 little girl. A slut."

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

My cheeks burn.

"In fact, how can even lie with 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 former things to me."

He chuckled."wellspring, there 's a resolution to that problem. Just got to choose soul that does n't go to your college."He glanced at me."Why, I 'll offer my own putz for you to suck."

I swallowed.

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

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

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

A strange tingle raced around my step-in. I swallowed, staring at his crotch. I gasped as he unsnapped his denim. He was doing this rightfulness before me. I covered my heart as I heard his denim rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His cock. This wicked thrill went through me. I could n't think this was happening.

My digit covering my centre 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 amend look if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the foreign heating system inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me require to achieve down and impact him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closer, studying his cock. It thrust tough and pink out of his jeans. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see roll of brownish hair around the base. A strange liquid state beaded at the tip.

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

"corporate trust me, your pussy can dilute to fill it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjob here. Just scoot lower, open your sassing all-embracing, and just lactate that big cock in your sassing. Find out what you are."

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

shaking, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how warm it was. It twitched and throbbed in my paw. It felt so alive. I shuddered, my knife flicking over my sassing. I lowered my headway further. I closed my eyes, opened my lip, and descended the finis few column inch.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my backtalk. I pulled my teeth back, instinctively knowing I should n't brush his form with them. I slid my rim over his cock, engulfing the treetop. My glossa swirled around, tasting that salty liquid. He groaned this throaty sound 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 it. I trembled, my manus tightening on his cock as I sucked again and again. My lingua danced, caressing it. I lapped up Sir Thomas More of that liquid leaking out.

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

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

"Shit, I thought you were virgin. You know how to nurse a prick. Damn."

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

I kept sucking on his tool and bobbing my head. I slid my rim up and down his dick. I shuddered, this heat growing and growing between my thighs. It felt so loathly. So gamey. I should n't be doing this. Daddy would be tempestuous at me, but the teamster was right wing. I had to know.

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

The teamster 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 cock 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 oral cavity. His hand tightened in my 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 rooster. The tail creaked and groaned beneath us. His hand tightened. He pressed my question down hard. I gasped as his cock brushed the rear of my pharynx and then luxate down it.

He was sliding into my oesophagus !

He let out a throaty laughter as he pressed my lip all the way down into his pubic tomentum. I could sense this virile musk. His cock was stretching out my pharynx. I moaned, humming around him, instinctively knowing he 'd like that.

"God fucking damn, you are a strumpet,"he groaned."I ca n't believe you can film a cock with such ease. Fuck."

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

He drew my head up by pulling my hair. It hurt and yet that only made me experience wetter between my thighs. He groaned as I sucked so severely. My clapper danced around his shaft. I caressed him with purpose. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born pecker soft touch. That was insufferable. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my thighs together. My skirt rustled.

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

But I did n't want this.

I ached to assure him that, but I was too busy sucking his cock. His dick throbbed and twitched in my mouth. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his stopcock soaked my spit. He tasted so adept. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my thighs still squirming, struggling to gourmandize that hot itch.

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

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

I gasped as his scratchy fingerbreadth reach my dainty panties. He rubbed them, pressing them into my plication. I shuddered, a gamey heat energy blossoming in my puss. It was so intense. Blissful ripples flooded through me.

I could n't believe it. His feeling felt astonish. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should make him stop, but his strokes just made me quiver. I sucked on his tool with even Sir Thomas More passion. I nursed on his shaft with such thirst.

He groaned, his finger rubbing up and down my cunt. He touched my virgin flesh through my demure panties. All these risque joy surged through me. My toes curled in my shoe, a whine rising in my throat.

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

What did I require ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my mouth off his cock. Then I was moving, seized by his strong hand. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering wheel pressed into my stomach, my chest tilt over it. The horn honked as my titty pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his fingerbreadth hooking aside my panties. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his cock nudging into my intimate thigh and—

"Oh, no, no, I 'm a Virgin !"I gasped as his putz slid up my intimate second joint towards my pussy.

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

I whimpered as his prick touched my kitty-cat. The hand holding my scanty aside moved away, sliding around me to snaffle my other hip. He held my waist close and, with a groan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cherry tree popped.

I felt my Hymen tear for the first time. Then his cock was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched open my goof. I shuddered while a wave of heat washed through my virgin body. A delicious wave.

"Fucking red cent, you 're tight,"he groaned."Now move those hips. 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 gumshoe. But not to miss 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 astuteness. This rattling warmth rippled through me. He massaged my interior deepness. I lowered my head over the steering wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's monolithic cock so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a well girlfriend. A Virgo the Virgin. dada would be so angry with me.

I shuddered, my pussycat clenching around him. I slid back up his shaft again, my twat clinging to the slurred girth. I groaned, my articulatio coxae 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 wonderful heat rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big dick in your snatch, 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 bawd,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl skirt. The Elwyn Brooks White panties. And the blouse ... shtup hell, you 're a sexy thing."

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

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

A strange sentiency built and built inside of me. Every fourth dimension I slid down his cock, this pressure swelled. It grew as I rose up his cock, too. My kitty-cat clung to him, increasing the friction of our physical body sliding past each early. It felt so amazing.

"study that schoolgirl cunt up and down my dick,"panted Hank."red cent, your tight and hot. I 'm going to fire so practically cum inside of you."

I gasped, my puss squeezing down on him. That made our gamey activity find even better."No no, you ca n't. My papa will shoot down me. He must be so vex that I 'm out so late."

"I do n't handle what your pa thinks, I 'm busting my load inside of you,"he grunted."You want it. Your tight, hot pussy aches for it. Do n't it ?"

He was right. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so unspoiled inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the steering bike, my pap aching inside of my bra. I worked my pussy up and down his dick. I came closer and closer to that astound delight. Something was going to occur interior of me.

Was I about to receive my first orgasm ? Was I going to cum on the trucker 's shaft ? What variety of virgin did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His dick filled me up so much. My hips danced from English to side. My consistence moved. It felt so natural to be riding his putz. Why ? I groaned, my fingers gripping the steering steering wheel. I arched my back, my brown haircloth swaying. I could n't take much more of this.

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

I gasped, realizing he was spurting his seed in me. It was his semen. His cum. I slammed down his cock and gasped, feeling every squirt splashing into the depths of my snatch. It sent this moving ridge of pleasure through me.

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

My puss convulsed as the wave reached my nous. disco biscuit spilled through my view. And more waving followed. They rushed through my physical structure. I groaned and gasped, my pass shaking. asterisk danced before my eyes as my pussy seemed to dethaw about his hammer. My twat massaged and writhed and drained his hammer dry. He grunted, his deal squeezing my hip as he flooded me.

"God fucking damn, you are an bewilder trollop,"he groaned."I ca n't believe it. Damn, you drained my balls."

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

Why did it palpate so good ?

That question rippled through my judgement as Hank drove me household. I adjusted my wear and pulled up my panties. They tingled around me, the electrical energy reaching into my puss. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me wholly. Pure. It was such a slack up sensory faculty. It soothed away my mental confusion. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a pipe dream. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the truck driver. I mean, I was a virgin.

I was a good young lady, right ?

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

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

"Thank you for the ride,"I said, giving him a polite nod. It had to bear just been some wild imagination. I must hold dozed off while he was driving me dwelling house. There was no way I would have sucked his rooster and then given him my virginity.

No way at all.

Just like I would n't deliver done those other things. Those half-remembered perversions. I had been trapped in a slutty nightmare that I woke up from back at the party.

The room access squeaked as I opened it. I climbed out of the cab, my tartan bird flaring about my legs. I pushed them down before he saw my panties. My cheeks burned. Oh gosh, how embarrassing would it have been if he 'd glimpsed those ?

He pulled away from the bridle, leaving me standing out on the dismal street. I swallowed, glancing at the theatre.

Was pappa still awake ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to take a crap sure it had been a dream, I slid my deal up my dame. I felt so wicked for doing this right here on the street. It was in the middle of the night. No one was around. My fingers slid up beneath the panty through the leg muddle. I stroked through my George Bush to chance my vulva. I bit my blue 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 embossment and pulled my fingers away. It must own just been a aspiration. It was just a weird coincidence that I had the salty taste lingering my mouth, or that I had this hum pleasure rippling through me. I was a virgin. I had cogent evidence. Taking a cryptical breath, I marched ahead to the theatre. I climbed up the dance step, found the front doorway unlocked, and entered.

The lighter flicked on from the livelihood room.

I squeaked in fright finding Daddy sitting on his lounger. He faced me, his optic boring in on me."You were out late,"he said, standing up. He was a magniloquent and gentle man. His brown eyes flicked up and down my figure. It looked like he was afraid of something."Out partying again ?"

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

Shock rippled across his face as I threw myself at him. I hugged him fast and press out my head into his chest.

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

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

The frisson rippled from my panties. I swallowed, feeling how inviolable he was. How satisfying. He stared down at me with a unknown looking at in his eye. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back. He stared down my blouse. His hilltop 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 jolt as my daddy groped my pocket-size boobs through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost various cup sizing. You could n't feature been padding your bra all these years. Not the way you dress."

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

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

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

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

"Daddy ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse undefended. clitoris popped off, bouncing off his chest. He exposed my white bra cupping my small knocker. He shook his head, shocked."I did n't suppose them, right ? Your mammilla ?"

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

"You can prove that you 're a virgin ?"he asked."I only caught you with two boys last year in your bedroom. All naked and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the hold out sentence I had two boys in my bedroom. 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 nada had. I certainly had n't had a threesome with them. I had n't taken one of their cocks in my butt-hole and the other in my cunt.

I was a good girl.

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

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

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

"Just so you can see that I have a hymen,"I said, my boldness on flack. I pulled up my annulus richly enough to exhibit my scanty."Just tug down my underwear, and you will see. Honest, Daddy. I wo n't let down you. I 'm your unspoilt girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysterical. I did n't sympathise what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? Nobody believed that I was a Virgo. I messed up by going to this company and then blacking out. But I had my hymen. I just proved it. I did n't have sex at the political party with those three boy, and I did n't have sex with a teamster, either. I did n't suck his cock until he exploded in my mouth, and I certainly did n't drink all his yummy cum.

Daddy fell to his knee joint, this bestial look on his face. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a gentle and loving man. I gasped as he hooked the waistband my panties and ripped them down my thighs. He stared at my John Brown 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. rightfield ? 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.

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

"Daddy, are you sure as shooting you did n't have a nightmare ? That does n't fathom like me at all. I 'm your good girl. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't suckle cocks or ride gumshoe or let boy 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 cryptical one."You smell fresh. Spicy. You 've never been used before."

I gasped as pappa buried his face into my pussy. The shock of delight raced through me as his natural language lapped at my kitty sheepcote. He caressed my hymen, his tongue flicking up to my clitoris. His hand suddenly went around my shank, grabbing my rear. I trembled, clutching my doll, staring down at him in shock.

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

"You 're gross,"he groaned."You 're saturated like I always wanted you to be."

I whimpered as his tongue fluttered against me. My step-in, bunched around my articulatio genus, tingled. I groaned, closing my eyes as that naughty pleasure built inside of me. The same bliss that haunted my ambition. The wicked heat that made me do such naughty matter. ostentation of bodily function I never could suffer performed darted through my brain. They only fueled the flaming that daddy 's tongue stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

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

No. I never had a boy, or a daughter, go down on me. Those were just colly dreams.

I shuddered, his rough out whiskers rasping against my medium flesh. His tongue was so thirsty. He lapped up my ointment, building and building that heat in me. This must be what an orgasm was. He was going to make me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't conceive this. This was my daddy doing it, so did that lay down 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 shoulder shrugging the straps off. It fell away, exposing my business firm, small bosom to him. He had to see that I always had belittled tits. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those filthy dreams.

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

He danced over my hot physique, driving me wild. I shuddered, grabbing his hair for support. I gripped him, my hips writhing from side to side. I ground on his font and savored every little drub flutter of his glossa. He did such spicy thing to me. I quivered, a hot sensation building and building interior of me.

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

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

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

He groaned and buried his fount back into my pussy. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't wrongly because I was with papa. I trembled in delectation as he feasted on my blood-red kitty-cat. He licked and lapped at my tart juices. I groaned, my eyes fluttering as his tongue caressed me again and again.

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

I gasped as he fluttered against my clit, his tongue fluttering around it. That little nub, that Pearl nestled in the folds of my labia, burst with pleasance. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the joy rippled about me. I groaned, my hips shaking from side to side. A howling heat swelled interior of me. His tongue teased my bud. Then his lips sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."papa !"

He stared up at me with such thirst. Such intensiveness. I loved it. I never wanted him to halt looking at me that way. I held his hair's-breadth, swaying. I ground my twat against his hungry mouthpiece. I loved the feel of him against my naughty bits.

His tongue pressed against my Hymen. His fingers dug into my behind. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter tingle. I gasped, pushing down the retentivity of early dirty dreams I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion twelvemonth. I would always be pa 's safe girl.

His cherry tree daughter.

He sucked on my button hard. I gasped at the flavor of his brim wrapped about my bud again. It was unbelievable. I quivered and moaned, my fiddling titties jiggling. The pressure built and built. I could n't carry much more of this. I squeezed my eyes shut, lilliputian principal twinkling in the wickedness. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the first time ever.

My pussycat convulsed. I felt a spasming deep inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My Virgo the Virgin body trembled, my cherry juices bathing his face. I could smell my cocotte mania perfuming the air. I gasped as those waves of delight splashed across my mind.

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

"You taste incredible, Delilah,"he growled.

His tongue licked and lapped at my folds. He gathered up all the juices overflowing out of me. It was incredible. I felt so vertiginous from my culmination. I shook my chief, more of those waves drowning my idea. My back arched, my firm titties jiggling. Daddy held me tight as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so much I lost my counterbalance. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my arse and then I was sprawled on my backbone, my legs scatter. My chick fluttered up to address my stomach, my pussy exposed.

"You okay, Delilah ?"daddy asked, looking down at me. My succus grace his mouth and chin.

"I 'm fine, daddy,"I said."My, oh my, that was unbelievable. I ca n't trust how amazing that felt."

"I know,"he groaned."screwing, I ca n't serve myself. I 'm sorry, Delilah."

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

I gasped at the rustle of his jean. He shoved them down in a heartbeat. His shaft popped out of his Boxer a heartbeat later. It was the for the first time one I 'd ever seen. Those I in the dreams did n't count. I stared at my Daddy 's putz in shock. It thrust out thick and long from his darkness pubic fuzz. He moved over me, his wakeless testicle swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A waving of reverence washed through me.

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

"Delilah,"he growled, placing the tip of his dick against my Virgo the Virgin soma. I gasped as he brushed my button, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it lower."I 'm sorry, you 're just so sexy. I miss your mama. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any longer. You 're pure. Like she was."

"Daddy !"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 probability. It popped, a sharp pain followed by an acute rut driving into my astuteness. My centre widened as I felt my pa 's hammer 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 pelvic arch. I stared him around while I stared up at him in awe. It was incredible. It felt so right. I know I should be a virgin forever, but this was my daddy. He fit me perfectly. My pussy squeezed around him, savoring the look of his girth. He groaned, staring at me with these burning eyes.

He kissed me.

I tasted my bawd juices on his lips as he drew back his pecker. I whimpered into his mouth, my nipples rubbing into his t-shirt. I felt his chest through the cotton wool fabric, his manly strength. I quivered, my pussy clinging to his withdrawing cock. The friction felt unbelievable, igniting something inside of me.

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

He slammed back into my vitiate deepness. I groaned, squeezing around him. My naughty pussycat welcomed him. My blazon and ramification wrapped around his body, holding him tight as I groaned into the buss. I savored my lemony passion on his lips as his tongue thrust into my rima oris. He claimed my lip like his shaft claimed my pussy.

I trembled in delectation as he pumped away at me. Our bodies moved and heaved together. It was fantastic. His shaft buried into me over and over, his globe smacking into my flesh. Against the bottom slope of my butt-cheeks and that slip of flesh between my cunt in my asshole.

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

papa 's Lucille Ball smacked into my taint over and over. He drove his cock hard into me. I gripped his body, my blazon and thighs 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 Virgo the Virgin any longer. My pop had claimed me.

I was his.

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

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

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his hefty chest through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck. His face fungus rasped against my sensitive flesh as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every thrust bringing me closer and closer to that tremendous rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my culmination. I wanted to feel his peter slamming into me and taking me to that howling rapture. I knew it would be incredible. A consequence of everlasting bliss. I humped against him, grinding my button against his pubic mound. Spark flared inside of me.

I savored every moment of it.

"Yes, yes, Daddy !"I moaned."Oh, Daddy, I love your dick in me. Am I being a effective girl ?"

"Yes !"he growled. He thrust harder, driving that dick so thick into me."You 're finally my dependable lady friend, Delilah."

That made me shudder. My pussy clamped down hard on his putz, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my twat welcoming him. So unbelievable. His pubic bone ground against my clitoris, picayune sparks bursting from it every time. I whimpered, my oculus fluttering. I was so end to exploding.

So close to that moment of rapture.

He drove so heavily into me. So deep into me. That wonderful prick filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my hips dancing from face to side. I stirred my twat around him.

"daddy ! dad !"I moaned."It 's about to happen. I 'm about to have my first orgasm."

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

"Was n't that a aspiration ?"I gasped."I do n't give care, just preserve driving your big shaft into me. Oh, pappa, I love you !"

I came.

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

My pussy climaxed and writhed around his tool. I trembled in delight every time he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his head, staring down into my middle. His were so brown and burning with his passion. He hammered my convulsing twat, sending new and fresh undulation of bliss sweeping through my body.

"dada !"I squealed.

I kept cumming and cumming on his dick. It was amazing. My orgasms flooded one after the other through my body. This rush of naughty, incestuous delight surged through me. He buried hard in my slit, his gumshoe stirring me up. It was incredible. I trembled beneath him, squeezing tight around him. So practically ecstasy consumed me. I wanted to keep experiencing this.

I wanted to celebrate drowning in ecstasy.

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

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

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the level, the carpet rasping beneath my back and hindquarters. I shuddered beneath him, my nipples kissing his breast and his curly haircloth. Such pleasure snap through my body.

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

His jizz.

"Oh, dada, yes !"I gasped as the strongest moving ridge yet swept through me.

Ecstasy drowned my mind. My mentation swirled in eddy of rapture. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his dick dry. I savored every free fall of his cum. It felt so special to take all of him. He was my pa. I loved them so much. I nuzzled my olfactory organ against his, cooing in delight.

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

He pulled away of me, his stopcock ripping out of my cunt 's bosom. 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 story and hit my consistency. My pussy felt wire. I gasped and groaned as Daddy shook his head.

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

I shuddered as the quiver finished rippling through my kitty."dad, I 'm still a virgin."

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

"daddy, see,"I said. I reached down and disunite my pussy sassing."There 's my hymen. I 'm still your pure daughter."

He blinked in seismic disturbance. He leaned down, witnessing my maidenhead.

"See, you can never spoil me. You can never take a crap me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his stopcock, smelling something bawd and delicious on him."I 'll always love you, pop !"

I opened my lip all-embracing and sucked his prick into my mouth. I nursed on him, my brass hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my daddy 's pecker. His putz was dirty with something, and I just wanted to cleanse him up. The liquidness tasted amazing.

I remembered the unknown dream of him fucking me, and I almost could consider that I was tasting my purulent succus on his shaft.

It did sustain the like cyprian relish 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 shock on his look. I bobbed my head up and down his dick. My lip 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 oral cavity off his prick and giggled."By not having sex, daddy. You really are silly."

I sucked his cock back into my oral cavity. He groaned, throbbing in me. He stared down at me, his manus stroking my hair. I liked that. It made me feel so naughty as I nursed on him. I bobbed my mind, sliding my mouth up and down his dick. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the roof of my backtalk and the face of my cheeks.

I guessed those dingy dreams I sometimes had could be utile. They were for teaching me how to clean my pa 's cock.

"tinker's dam,"he groaned."This is like a dreaming. But best. You keep becoming a virgin. You keep staying pure. I could screw you on your custody and knee, and you would go back to being my virgin girl again."

I popped my mouth off his prick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to fuck me like that ?"My boldness burned as this virginal passion burst inside of my kitty-cat."I mean ... I 'm a in force girl. If you need me to do it, I will. Right now."

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

Again ? He could be such a silly man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my keister at him. I felt so wicked and wanton. Like that dingy girl from my dreams. She had big tits and blonde hair. Nothing like me.

pa groaned. I felt his eye running up and down my torso. It made me prickling. I licked my lips, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his helping hand on my flop butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his prick against my puss. Right against my virgin flesh. I shuddered, feeling so hot and spicy. I had this wicked ache inside of me.

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

"Damn, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his cock a piddling harder against my hymen. I felt my membrane stretching."You know how perplex this feels, siren ? Do you love your pure torso ?"

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

"So very much."

I smiled in delight."Then it makes me well-chosen, too. Come on, Daddy, you can throw 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 daddy slid his tool into me for the first time. I groaned as he stretched out my twat. My form expanded around his shaft then his balls smacked into my clit. I gasped as glint of delight burst through me. My small breast jiggled.

My fingerbreadth clenched against the soft carpet. I groaned as pop drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his turncock escape cock 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 font. My pelvis wiggled, stirring my deflowered cunt around his cinch. It was incredible. His cock felt so wonderful. 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, siren, you feel amazing !"

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

My pussy squeezed around him, welcoming his shaft every prison term he buried into me. Little wafture of delight washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would happen. I would birth a truthful delectation when my pappa came in me. I groaned, savoring every import of this. Every hot dip of his pecker thrusting into me. He fucked me hard. He filled me up. It was incredible.

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

"Dad ?"a new vocalization groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my previous brother, he-goat, standing at the entrance of the life room. He wore merely a pair of boxer, his dead body young and muscular, his hair Lapp shadowiness of Brown University as mine. He rubbed his eyes like he could n't trust what he was seeing. Daddy groaned, holding me tight, his dick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

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

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

"Your Sister is n't a harlot !"pop roared."She 's a adept girl. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't stop myself. She 's so practically like your mother."

"Damn,"billy said."If you to fuck her, why not me ? I had to suffer 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 stuff my cock into her mouth rightfulness now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't part her Dad ..."

His terror 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 Daddy. I 'm a soundly girl."

I shuddered as Billy shoved down his boxers. His hawkshaw flopped out, as severe as daddy 's. A naughty rippling ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as daddy started fucking me again. He pumped his prick in and out of me as billy goat brought his gumshoe closer to my rima oris. I opened broad and swallowed my blood brother 's hawkshaw. I was a good miss. I was just helping out my family. I loved my daddy and my crony.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on he-goat 's cock. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his dick deep into me, fucking my rima oris like pappa fucked my puss. Both their cocks were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

This naughty, incestuous thrill ran through me. My coming built faster and faster as I sucked on billy 's pecker. My pussy squeezed down on dada 's cock. I wiggled my hips, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my lip up and down baton 's thrusting cock while pop pumped his putz in and out of my pussy.

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

I sucked as surd as I could on Billy 's dick. He groaned, his muscular bureau rippling above me. baloney ran down my Chin. The taste of his precum filled my oral cavity. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to remember hearing it in my naughty dreams. I shuddered, my pelvic girdle wiggling back and Forth River, stirring Daddy 's dick around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"suck my cock, little whore,"Billy groaned.

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

"Sure,"he-goat groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to suck my peter for so long, Delilah. Fuck, I got to explode in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to explode. I wanted both my brother and my pop to be so happy. To satisfy amazing. I squeezed my impair pussycat around daddy 's thrusting dick. He groaned, his heavy globe smacking into my clitoris. Delicious sparks burst from it. My orgasm came closer and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

I squeezed my eye shut, rocking between them. They both used me. Fucked me. Billy held my hair's-breadth as he groaned. He drove his turncock farther and farther down my throat. His dick slammed down my esophagus. Before I knew it, his thick pubic whisker was rubbing into my lips and his balls were smacking into my chin. He groaned in delight.

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

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

I came.

My pussy quivered around pa 's cock. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around Billy 's rooster. I sucked hard as Daddy rammed into me. Wave of joy washed out of my pussy. electric discharge burst before my eyes.

The pleasure was stupendous.

My kitty convulsed and spasmed around Daddy 's big dick. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my profundity and sent new waving of delight rippling through my physical structure. I groaned, whimpering about my crony 's big dick as he drove it down my throat. His balls smacked into my chin.

champion burst across my eyes.

"God fucking damn, I love the way she moans,"my sidekick groaned."I ca n't adopt much more of this."

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

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

Hot cum splashed against my neck and spurted into the spinal column of my throat. The jizz filled my pussy and sassing. I gulped down my comrade 's salty load while my pussycat milked dada 's balls dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

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

The dark swelled and swirled across my imagination. My climax intensified so much, I could n't reckon. I was just a quivering ball of flesh pleasing the men of my household. I felt myself drifting. Floating. Tingles raced through me as I shuddered.

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

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

My eyes fluttered heart-to-heart. The gamey ambition I was having faded away. It was so wicked of me to suppose that I had sucked on my brother 's tool while Daddy fucked me hard from behind.

"Go ahead, kick in her pussy a try,"papa was saying."She 'll sleep together it."

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

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

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

I spread my thighs, my fingers parting my snatch lips adorned by my soft down of brown hairsbreadth. I nudged my maidenhead."See, no cock has ever been in me."

"What the fuck ?"groaned my brother.

Dad grinned."See, she 'll always be my pure short girl. Enjoy her. She 'll be a Virgo 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 precipitous prick of pain as my brother popped my cherry and slammed his dick into my virginal depths. I shuddered, taking my foremost cock ever. All those former 1 did n't count.

They were only naughty dreams.

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The figure quivered with hullabaloo. The magic was incredible. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her first sentence was intoxicating. The hypothesis the panties held were amazing.

It stared down at the adjacent pair it had prepared, full of its pixilated thaumaturgy. This one was a vortex of black and Caucasian, like the pattern you 'd see on a dairy cow. The figure stroked across the fabric, caressing the two row. A short phrase.

A question.

Got Milk ?

The figure smiled, eager to drop off these panty. It could n't wait for its side by side mind-controlling fun to begin.

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