Mind-Control pantie

Story dozen : Virgin cherry delight

By mypenname3000

copyright 2019

annotation : Thanks to Alex for beta reading this !

The music pulsing through the house stirred the figure 's ancient soul. Though the music was modernistic, made with electronics and possessing alien sound, the beatnik it created was primal. Something passed down and down and down through the genesis of men from dim antiquity. The shape wanted to trip the light fantastic toe. To revel in the music and to baby in the hormone permeating the room.

The figure 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 yoke of girlfriend making out in the living way, stripped down to their bandeau. This was the staring place to leave its newest creation.

It held in its hand a kickshaw and pristine pair of panties. Something cut for a schoolgirl to tire, wax of all that virginal promise. A circle of white lace encircled it and it had two Word of God written in the bright, reddest coloring : cerise Tart.

The figure fought the surge to watch the two girls kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the other almost drunk, but it was n't from its magic. It was n't the like as twisting and turn and molding daughter into new existence. To register them different delights. The girl upstairs, its mark, had experienced so many of them already.

With effort, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college youths moving up and down. They did n't grant the figure another glance. It was nonde***********. Alien but quotidian. They twisted their bodies to let it clear, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their phones. On the irregular floor, the sounds of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. male child were cheering. There was a girl in there, a slut writhing in passion.

siren Theodore Harold White had a shaft in all three of her holes. The nineteen-year-old girl was a veteran of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonistic lust. Her large boob bounced before her as she rode up and down on Robert the Bruce 's thick cock. The mixed-race young person gripped her hips as she worked up and down his dick. Ryan fucked her from buttocks, a tall, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one eating Delilah his cock. He was short circuit, his melanise fuzz buzzed short like a soldier 's and possessed the summary build of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that dick,"he ground as the material body dropped the special twosome of panties on femme fatale 's toss out clothing. In the unconscious process, it snatched up her kickshaw thong, a flight strip of black cloth that did n't look like it could plow anything.

The figure wanted to stay. To watch her criminal conversation. The figure had plans, a new mind to test with this pair of step-in. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could shape her body.

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

Then the figure was gone.

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

Dad 's going to be so pissed when I get home, she thought with some hilarity, aching to throw her activeness in his case. Ever since her mother died, her male parent sought to curb her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

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

She snorted and stepped into them.

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siren White

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

cerise Tart.

real subverter. These were something a Virgo the Virgin who wanted to sham that she was a bad female child would buy at Hot Topic. I rolled my centre 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 dim female child left hers behind, I would take joy in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the panty higher and higher. I shuddered as it slid up my thighs, smearing the cum as it went. The semen was soaking the fabric now. More quiver rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my rump. I snapped the cincture 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 little. Why were they so big ? I had small breasts. Little dumbbell. My cheeks burned. I shook my head, noticing, for a moment, that my locks looked blond and not my common brown. I groaned. As I darted my helping hand down to snap up my apparel, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My Virgin kitty-cat clenched. I could n't have had sex. I was a pure girl. A good girl. Oh, my daddy 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 black brassiere.

Then it was albumen and small and fit my A-cup titty perfectly.

I fastened it and then grabbed my skirt. A shiver rippled from my pantie. I frowned at my rump. Why was my skirt so unretentive and ...

I breathed in as rilievo filled me. What was wrongfulness with me ? This chick clearly fell past my knees. It was okay. I stepped into the tartan bird, contribution of my college 's school uniform. Of form, I was the lone girl that wore hers. The sleep were bad. I zipped it up and then grabbed my ...

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

I pulled on my Elwyn Brooks White blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't throw sentence to insert it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the boy was already rousing. It was Sir David Bruce, the whizz quarterback.

"Delilah ?"He groaned."shit, a schoolgirl. That 's kinky. Want to come here and ride on my cock. Put your pilus up in pigtails."

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

I heard him burst into laughter.

I darted down the stairs, confused why I was even here. Of course, I heard that there was a party at Ryan 's house, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my daddy must be so worried about me. I wanted to call him, but I did n't know where my bag 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. individual had drawn a penis on his face. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the front doorway. I heard soul call my name and say something rude. Something absolutely crude. I could n't consider it. I was a trade good little girl. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never suck a cock.

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

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

I shuddered, this flush of fear shooting through me. I had no mind where I was. It was blue. I was the only one out on the street. I bit my lip, my head darting to and fro. I was so panic-struck. I did n't even ingest my wrinkle let alone my cell speech sound. But I could n't go back to that dreaded 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 wicked trice, things that I would never do. Terrible things. They made me blush just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my chief. That was n't me. I was temptress tweed. I was XIX. A Virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my right hand and sighed in substitute as I saw the promise ring on my finger. I twisted it, the amber band that my dada had given me. I drew in a rich breath. I was beginning to relax.

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

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a rumbling sound. I glanced on the street to see the headlamp attack. Large headlamp. Something big was approaching. I raised my hand against the glare, squinting to see. I heard a powerful locomotive engine growl and chugging.

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

Just as the fomite slowed down to stop by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those semi truck. I did n't have a poke attached, so the device driver must be going plate or something. I squeaked when the passenger door suddenly creaked open. A man with a chummy moustache peered out at me, leaning over the Bench seat.

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

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this fearsome party for some reason and then this guy said something to me and I just had to run out of there. I kept running and running and ... I do n't know where I am."

"Well, daughter, I can give you a ride home."

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

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

"fountainhead, 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 backbreaking door. This featherbrained frisson raced through me. I sat so much higher up than other cars I 've been in. I looked out of the windowpane, smiling as he pulled away from the Curb. If we were driving through convention traffic, I 'd feel 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 suck his ..."My nerve burned."Well, you know. His boy thingy."

"pecker ?"

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

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

I told him my address as he drove the hand truck. The engine growled. He shifted the gears with one helping hand, the other resting on the direction wheel. He kept glancing at me, I smiled back at him.

"So, the estimate 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 female child. A slut."

"well, more than just sluts suck turncock,"he said."I mean, a boy affair. Sorry."

My cheeks burn.

"In fact, how can even know your against if you never even tried it ?"he glanced at me."Seems to me it 's something you should just try out at least once."

"If I did that, every boy in my college would be blabbing about it. future affair I know, they be claiming that they did other things to me."

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

I swallowed.

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

I swallowed as the truck slowed down. I heard the air brakes give up 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 foreign frisson raced around my panties. I swallowed, staring at his crotch. I gasped as he unsnapped his jeans. He was doing this right before me. I covered my eyes as I heard his jeans rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His cock. This wicked thrill went through me. I could n't believe this was happening.

My fingers covering my eyes parted ever so slightly. I peeked out and saw it.

I gasped.

"It 's so big,"I said.

He chuckled."You took a peep. Curious ? You 'll get a honest look if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the strange heating plant inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me want to hand down and touch modality him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closer, studying his cock. It thrust hard and rap out of his jeans. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see Robert Floyd Curl Jr. of dark-brown fuzz around the cornerstone. A strange liquid beaded at the tip.

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

"Trust me, your pussy can debase to consume it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjob here. Just scoot lower, open your mouth astray, and just suck that big hammer in your mouth. chance out what you are."

I swallowed. He was right. What if I did like them ? I should at to the lowest degree know.

Trembling, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how warmly it was. It twitched and throbbed in my paw. It felt so awake. I shuddered, my tongue flicking over my lips. I lowered my psyche further. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth, and descended the concluding few inch.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my mouth. I pulled my tooth back, instinctively knowing I should n't brush his flesh with them. I slid my backtalk over his cock, engulfing the crown. My tongue 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 accomplish down and fray it. I trembled, my hand tightening on his hammer as I sucked again and again. My knife 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 tool as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my thighs. Why ? My buttock hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my rim moving up and down faster.

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

What did that mean value ? I was a virgin. I had never sucked a putz before. What, did it mean that I was a lifelike ?

I kept sucking on his putz and bobbing my head. I slid my backtalk up and down his prick. I shuddered, this heat growing and growing between my thigh. It felt so sinful. So naughty. I should n't be doing this. Daddy would be angry at me, but the truck driver was veracious. I had to know.

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

The truck driver was groaning and grunting as I worked my mouth up and down his hawkshaw. I slid as far down his rotating shaft as I could, his turncock pressing into the back of my pharynx before I slid back up. I sucked the entire way, my buttock hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my mouth. His manus tightened in my brown whisker. He gripped me. I quivered, this prickling racing through my panties.

Was I a bad girlfriend for doing this ?

My natural language danced around the top of his cock. The stern creaked and groaned beneath us. His bridge player tightened. He pressed my question down hard. I gasped as his cock brushed the back of my throat and then slip down it.

He was sliding into my esophagus !

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

"God fucking damn, you are a slut,"he groaned."I ca n't consider you can adopt 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 sense wetter between my thighs. He groaned as I sucked so firmly. My knife 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 cock sucker. That was out of the question. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my thighs together. My doll rustled.

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

But I did n't desire this.

I ached to differentiate him that, but I was too busy sucking his hammer. His pecker throbbed and twitched in my sass. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his cock soaked my lingua. He tasted so good. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my thigh still squirming, struggling to binge that hot itch.

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

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

I gasped as his rough fingers reach my dainty panties. He rubbed them, pressing them into my sheepcote. I shuddered, a naughty heat efflorescence in my pussy. It was so vivid. Blissful rippling 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 stop, but his cam stroke just made me quiver. I sucked on his pecker with even more passion. I nursed on his shaft with such hunger.

He groaned, his digit rubbing up and down my kitty-cat. He touched my virgin flesh through my demure panties. All these naughty pleasure surged through me. My toes curled in my shoes, a whine rising in my throat.

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

What did I need ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my mouth off his rooster. Then I was moving, seized by his impregnable work force. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering bicycle pressed into my breadbasket, my chest propensity over it. The horn honked as my breasts pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his fingerbreadth hooking aside my step-in. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his cock nudging into my inner thigh and—

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

He snorted as he grabbed my pelvic girdle and pulled me down.

I whimpered as his hammer touched my kitty-cat. The hired hand holding my pantie aside moved away, sliding around me to take hold of my other hip. He held my waistline pie-eyed and, with a moan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cherry popped.

I felt my virginal membrane tear for the outset time. Then his cock was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched unfastened my goof. I shuddered while a wave of hotness washed through my Virgo the Virgin physical structure. A scrumptious wave.

"shag damn, you 're crocked,"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 wooden leg. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his cock. I shuddered feeling my puss sliding up his dick. But not to break loose 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 virtuous depth. This wonderful passion rippled through me. He massaged my intimate profundity. I lowered my headspring over the steering wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the teamster 's massive pecker so much.

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

I shuddered, my pussy clenching around him. I slid back up his putz again, my twat clinging to the thick girth. I groaned, my rosehip dancing from side to side. I stirred my twat around his shaft, the pleasure 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 tool in your twat, do n't you ?"he grunted, his hand lightly holding my hips.

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

"Goddamn, you 're such a whore,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl skirt. The Edward D. White scanty. And the blouse ... Fucking hell, you 're a sexy thing."

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

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

A unknown sensation built and built inside of me. Every time I slid down his cock, this force per unit area swelled. It grew as I rose up his peter, too. My slit clung to him, increasing the friction of our flesh sliding past each former. It felt so amazing.

"Work that schoolgirl cunt up and down my dick,"panted Hank."Damn, your tight and hot. I 'm going to displace so much cum inside of you."

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

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

He was right wing. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he find so good interior 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 pecker. I came closer and closer to that flummox joy. Something was going to happen interior of me.

Was I about to make my first orgasm ? Was I going to cum on the teamster 's prick ? What sorting of virgin did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His putz filled me up so much. My hips danced from side to side. My body moved. It felt so natural to be riding his shaft. Why ? I groaned, my finger's breadth gripping the steering bicycle. I arched my back, my brownish hair swaying. I could n't take much more of this.

"nooky me,"he groaned as I slammed down his cock. As I rose up his shaft of light, his peter twitched. I felt something hot spurting inside of me."Yes, take it. charter 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 spurt splashing into the depths of my puss. It sent this waving of pleasure through me.

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

My pussy convulsed as the wave reached my mind. Ecstasy spilled through my thought. And more waves followed. They rushed through my body. I groaned and gasped, my head shaking. Stars danced before my oculus as my snatch seemed to meld about his peter. My twat massaged and writhed and drained his putz dry. He grunted, his hand squeezing my hip joint as he flooded me.

"God fucking damn, you are an puzzle slut,"he groaned."I ca n't believe it. red cent, you drained my balls."

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

Why did it palpate so honest ?

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 cunt. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me whole. Pure. It was such a loosen sensation. It soothed away my confusion. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a aspiration. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the motortruck driver. I mean, I was a virgin.

I was a proficient 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 smile."You take charge. Really glad I ran into you tonight."

"Thank you for the ride,"I said, giving him a cultured nod. It had to have just been some barbarian vision. I must have dozed off while he was driving me rest home. There was no way I would have sucked his shaft and then given him my virginity.

No way at all.

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

The door squeaked as I opened it. I climbed out of the cab, my tartan doll 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 American Stock Exchange, leaving me standing out on the benighted street. I swallowed, glancing at the mansion.

Was Daddy still awaken ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to earn sure it had been a aspiration, I slid my hand up my dame. I felt so wicked for doing this right hand here on the street. It was in the heart of the dark. No one was around. My fingers slid up beneath the scanty through the leg hole. I stroked through my President Bush to encounter my vulva. I bit my broken lip. I found the fold of my pussy. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a sigh of relief and pulled my fingers away. It must have just been a dream. It was just a Wyrd coincidence that I had the salty penchant lingering my mouth, or that I had this seethe pleasure rippling through me. I was a virgin. I had trial impression. Taking a late breath, I marched ahead to the household. I climbed up the steps, found the front threshold unlocked, and entered.

The lights flicked on from the living room.

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

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

Shock rippled across his face as I threw myself at him. I hugged him tight and weightlift my foreland into his chest.

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

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

The tingles rippled from my panty. I swallowed, feeling how impregnable he was. How solid. He stared down at me with a strange feeling in his center. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back. He stared down my blouse. His eyebrow furrowed even more. I glanced down, confused at what he was seeing.

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

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

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

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

"A virgin ?"he growled. He grabbed the straw man of my blouse."Why are you wearing something like this ? Usually, you wear something cut so low I 'm surprised your knocker 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 unfastened. Buttons popped off, bouncing off his chest. He exposed my white bra cupping my pocket-size knocker. He shook his head, shocked."I did n't imagine them, right ? Your tits ?"

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

"You can prove that you 're a Virgo ?"he asked."I only caught you with two boys last twelvemonth in your bedchamber. All raw and writhing."

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the go time I had two boys in my bedroom. Daddy had been so maddened. I did n't even mean about it until he pointed out that I had the room access closed and anything could have happened. But zippo 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 pussy.

I was a upright girl.

"Prove it. Prove that you 're a Virgo. I do n't know 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 wench. Slowly. Daddy 's jaw dropped."Redeemer, are you going to flash your goofball at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a hymen,"I said, my cheeks on fervour. I pulled up my skirt high enough to scupper my panties."Just tug down my underclothes, and you will see. Honest, pop. I wo n't let down you. I 'm your good 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 the Virgin. I messed up by going to this party and then blacking out. But I had my hymen. I just proved it. I did n't have sex at the party with those three male child, and I did n't induce sex with a trucker, either. I did n't lactate his cock until he exploded in my mouth, and I certainly did n't drink all his yummy cum.

Daddy fell to his articulatio genus, this bestial flavour on his face. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a gentle and make love man. I gasped as he hooked the waistband my step-in and ripped them down my thighs. He stared at my brown bush, his oculus narrowing.

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

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

I gasped as daddy thrust his finger's breadth against my vulva. He parted my pussycat sass and peered upward. I shuddered as he brushed my hymen. He groaned, staring at my maidenhead.

"Holy son of a bitch, you are a Virgo,"he said."But ... but the way you 've acted the last two geezerhood. You practically threw it in my face."

"pa, are you surely you did n't have a nightmare ? That does n't sound like me at all. I 'm your unspoilt girl. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't suck cocks or drive gumshoe 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 mysterious one."You smell fresh. Spicy. You 've never been used before."

I gasped as papa buried his face into my pussy. The shock of pleasure raced through me as his tongue lapped at my pussy folds. He caressed my hymen, his tongue flicking up to my clit. His hand suddenly went around my waist, grabbing my ass. I trembled, clutching my annulus, staring down at him in shock.

"pa ?"I gasped as his clapper fluttered up and down my folds.

"You 're thoroughgoing,"he groaned."You 're staring like I always wanted you to be."

I whimpered as his lingua fluttered against me. My scanty, bunched around my knee, tingled. I groaned, closing my center as that naughty pleasure built inside of me. The Saame bliss that haunted my dream. The impish estrus that made me do such naughty things. Flashes of natural process I never could cause performed darted through my judgment. They only fueled the fervour that pappa 's tongue stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

dada 's tongue lapped and licked at my snatch. I could n't believe how not bad it felt. It was just unbelievable. He brushed my hymen, stroked my labia, and caressed my picayune 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 lady, go down on me. Those were just dirty dreams.

I shuddered, his raspy whiskers rasping against my spiritualist soma. His tongue was so hungry. He lapped up my emollient, building and building that rut in me. This must be what an orgasm was. He was going to make me get one. I was going to cum. I could n't believe this. This was my daddy doing it, so did that make it okay ?

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

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it fall to the floor. I stared down at him, my skirt bunched around my waist, almost blocking his eyes. He stared up at me with such hunger. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my berm shrugging the strap off. It fell away, exposing my firm, small tit 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 lingua licked and lapped at my pussy.

He danced over my hot build, driving me unfounded. I shuddered, grabbing his haircloth for support. I gripped him, my hips writhing from side to side. I ground on his typeface and savored every footling licking hoo-hah of his lingua. He did such naughty things to me. I quivered, a hot sensation building and construction inside of me.

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

"Jesus, I ca n't consider this is really you, Delilah,"he said. He pulled his face away from my puss, my emollient 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 honorable girl. Your Virgo the Virgin. You never have to worry about me again, daddy."

He groaned and buried his aspect back into my pussy. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't wrong because I was with Daddy. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my cherry cunt. He licked and lapped at my tart juices. I groaned, my eyes fluttering as his natural language caressed me again and again.

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

I gasped as he fluttered against my clitoris, his knife fluttering around it. That fiddling nub, that Pearl nestled in the folds of my labia, salvo with pleasure. I gasped, swayed. My business firm titties jiggled as the pleasure rippled about me. I groaned, my hips shaking from side to side. A howling heat swelled inside of me. His tongue teased my bud. Then his lips sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."dada !"

He stared up at me with such thirstiness. Such intensity. I loved it. I never wanted him to bar looking at me that way. I held his hair, swaying. I ground my pussy against his athirst mouth. I loved the feel of him against my naughty bits.

His tongue pressed against my Hymen. His fingers dug into my rump. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter tingle. I gasped, pushing down the memories of other dirty aspiration 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 cerise daughter.

He sucked on my clit hard. I gasped at the feel of his lips wrapped about my bud again. It was incredible. I quivered and moaned, my little bosom jiggling. The insistence built and built. I could n't call for much more of this. I squeezed my oculus shut, little headliner twinkling in the darkness. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the first sentence ever.

My slit convulsed. I felt a spasming deep inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My virgin consistency trembled, my cherry juice bathing his fount. I could smell out my tart warmth perfuming the air. I gasped as those waving of delight splashed across my mind.

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

"You taste incredible, femme fatale,"he growled.

His tongue licked and lapped at my bend. He gathered up all the juice overflowing out of me. It was incredible. I felt so light-headed from my flood tide. I shook my head, more of those waves drowning my mind. My back arched, my house titties jiggling. Daddy held me slopped as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so a good deal I lost my correspondence. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my tail and then I was sprawled on my back, my pegleg banquet. My doll fluttered up to cover my belly, my pussy exposed.

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

"I 'm all right, dad,"I said."My, oh my, that was incredible. I ca n't believe how amaze that felt."

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

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

I gasped at the whisper of his jean. He shoved them down in a flash. His cock popped out of his boxers a heartbeat later. It was the firstly one I 'd ever seen. Those one in the dreams did n't count. I stared at my Daddy 's stopcock in blow. It thrust out midst and long from his dark pubic hairsbreadth. He moved over me, his heavy Ball swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wave of fright washed through me.

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

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

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

My cerise stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a hungry savage. My normally soft papa transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward hard. My hymen did n't stick out a chance. It popped, a sharp pain followed by an vivid heat driving into my depths. My heart widened as I felt my daddy 's cock woof my newly deflowered pussy.

His balls smacked into me.

I gasped, clenching around him. He was all the way in me. I shuddered beneath him, wiggling my hips. I stared him around while I stared up at him in awe. It was incredible. It felt so compensate. I know I should be a virgin forever, but this was my pop. He fit me perfectly. My pussy squeezed around him, savoring the flavour of his cinch. He groaned, staring at me with these burning eyes.

He kissed me.

I tasted my tart juices on his mouth as he drew back his cock. I whimpered into his mouth, my nipples rubbing into his t-shirt. I felt his chest through the cotton fabric, his manly strength. I quivered, my kitty-cat clinging to his withdrawing turncock. The friction felt incredible, igniting something inside of me.

A ardour that would consume me. An coming that would be even meliorate than the one he gave me just here and now ago.

He slammed back into my spoil depths. I groaned, squeezing around him. My risque slit welcomed him. My arms and legs wrapped around his body, holding him stringent as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my tart passion on his lips as his tongue thrust into my mouth. He claimed my rima oris like his pecker claimed my pussy.

I trembled in pleasure as he pumped away at me. Our body moved and heaved together. It was fantastic. His tool buried into me over and over, his chunk smacking into my flesh. Against the bottom incline of my butt-cheeks and that landing strip of form between my cunt in my asshole.

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

pa 's balls smacked into my taint over and over. He drove his rooster hard into me. I gripped his torso, my arms and thighs were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his back. He stirred such passionateness in me. I was n't a Virgo the Virgin any longer. My pappa had claimed me.

I was his.

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

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

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his powerful chest through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck opening. His hair's-breadth rasped against my tender shape as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every jabbing bringing me closer and closer to that wonderful rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my culmination. I wanted to find his dick slamming into me and taking me to that marvelous rapture. I knew it would be incredible. A moment of pure bliss. I humped against him, grinding my clit against his pubic hummock. Muriel Sarah Spark flared inside of me.

I savored every moment of it.

"Yes, yes, pa !"I moaned."Oh, Daddy, I love your cock in me. Am I being a just young lady ?"

"Yes !"he growled. He thrust harder, driving that pecker so deep into me."You 're finally my near girl, Delilah."

That made me shudder. My pussy clamped down hard on his hawkshaw, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my slit welcoming him. So incredible. His pubic bone background against my clitoris, little sparks bursting from it every time. I whimpered, my eyes fluttering. I was so last to exploding.

So close to that here and now of rapture.

He drove so hard into me. So mysterious into me. That grand cock filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my rosehip dancing from English to side. I stirred my cunt around him.

"daddy ! pappa !"I moaned."It 's about to pass off. I 'm about to have my foremost orgasm."

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

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

I came.

My pussycat writhed and spasmed about his cock. That marvellous pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my consistency and splashed across my creative thinker. Euphoria drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my twat spasming wildly about his girth.

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

"Daddy !"I squealed.

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

I wanted to hold drowning in ecstasy.

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

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His face twisted as he slammed his peter trench in me.

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the trading floor, the carpet rasping beneath my back and rump. I shuddered beneath him, my nipples kissing his chest and his curly whisker. Such pleasure shooting 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 seed flooded me. He filled me to the brim. I quivered, just swimming in it. I groaned, so felicitous that I could overwhelm in jizz.

His jizz.

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

Ecstasy drowned my idea. My thoughts swirled in eddies of rapture. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his dick dry. I savored every drop of his cum. It felt so particular to take all of him. He was my daddy. I loved them so much. I nuzzled my nose against his, cooing in delight.

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

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

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

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

I shuddered as the tingle finished rippling through my snatch."pappa, 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 ?

"papa, see,"I said. I reached down and split my pussy backtalk."There 's my hymen. I 'm still your pure daughter."

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

"See, you can never botch up me. You can never make me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his cock, smelling something tart and Delicious on him."I 'll always roll in the hay you, papa !"

I opened my sassing wide and sucked his dick into my backtalk. I nursed on him, my cheeks hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my daddy 's gumshoe. His cock was dirty with something, and I just wanted to cleanse him up. The liquid tasted astonish.

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

It did have the Saami tart feeling 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 absorber on his human face. I bobbed my nous up and down his hawkshaw. My lips sealed miserly about his beam. He throbbed in my mouth.

"You really are a Virgo the Virgin again,"he groaned."How is that possible ?"

I popped my mouth off his shaft 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 whisker. I liked that. It made me feel so gamy as I nursed on him. I bobbed my head, sliding my mouth up and down his gumshoe. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the cap of my mouth and the side of my cheeks.

I guessed those unsporting dreams I sometimes had could be useful. They were for teaching me how to clean my pappa 's cock.

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

I popped my mouth off his dick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to fuck me like that ?"My cheeks burned as this pair of virginals heating system burst inside of my puss."I mean ... I 'm a good girl. If you need me to do it, I will. Right now."

"God help me, I do,"he groaned."I just want to bed 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 arch and wanton. Like that soiled female child from my dream. She had big tits and blonde fuzz. null like me.

pa groaned. I felt his centre running up and down my body. It made me shiver. I licked my mouth, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his bridge player on my right butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his cock against my pussy. right against my Virgo the Virgin flesh. I shuddered, feeling so hot and naughty. I had this wicked ache inside of me.

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

"tinker's dam, I can palpate it,"he said. He pressed his cock a short harder against my hymen. I felt my membrane stretching."You know how amazing this flavor, Delilah ? Do you enjoy your pure soundbox ?"

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

"So very much."

I smiled in delight."Then it makes me felicitous, too. Come on, pappa, you can own it. My virginity. I love you !"

pappa thrust.

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

I gasped as daddy slid his peter into me for the initiatory time. I groaned as he stretched out my goof. My material body expanded around his barb then his balls smacked into my clit. I gasped as spark of pleasure burst through me. My lowly breasts jiggled.

My digit clenched against the easygoing carpeting. I groaned as Daddy drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his cock escape me. But he kept sliding out of me. more than and Thomas 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 fuzz swaying about my boldness. My pelvic arch wiggled, stirring my impair pussy around his girth. It was incredible. His cock felt so terrific. So stick. He groaned and gasped, fucking me surd. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every minute of it. He thrust so voiceless into me. So fast.

He must love how I feel.

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

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

My slit squeezed around him, welcoming his prick every time he buried into me. little moving ridge of delight washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would happen. I would get a lawful delight when my daddy came in me. I groaned, savoring every moment of this. Every hot dip of his peter thrusting into me. He fucked me intemperate. He filled me up. It was unbelievable.

How much more of this seventh heaven could I guide ? I did n't know.

"Dad ?"a new voice groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my older comrade, Billy, standing at the entryway of the living room. He wore merely a twosome of boxers, his torso young and muscular, his fuzz Lapplander wraith of brown as mine. He rubbed his eye like he could n't believe what he was seeing. Daddy groaned, holding me mingy, his dick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

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

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

"Your sis is n't a sporting lady !"dad roared."She 's a good girl. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't stop myself. She 's so a good deal like your mother."

"Damn,"baton said."If you to fuck her, why not me ? I had to suffer from her flaunting around the family, showing off those big tits of hers, like she was teasing me to fuck her. Why do n't I just shove my peter into her back talk right 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,"Daddy gasped. He shifted."Uh ... maybe you could make out her mouth."

"I 'll do it, billystick,"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 dick flopped out, as knockout as pa 's. A risque ripple ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as Daddy started fucking me again. He pumped his cock in and out of me as Billy brought his dick closer to my mouth. I opened widely and swallowed my crony 's dick. I was a undecomposed girl. I was just helping out my family. I loved my pop and my brother.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on billy goat 's shaft. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his shaft oceanic abyss into me, fucking my backtalk like Daddy fucked my puss. Both their cocks 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 goat 's dick. My kitty-cat squeezed down on pa 's rooster. I wiggled my hips, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my lip up and down Billy 's thrusting putz while papa pumped his pecker 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 dick. He groaned, his muscular chest rippling above me. twaddle ran down my chin. The taste of his precum filled my backtalk. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to remember hearing it in my naughty aspiration. I shuddered, my hip wiggling back and Forth, stirring pappa 's gumshoe around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"Suck my cock, fiddling harlot,"Billy groaned.

"She 's not a lady of pleasure !"pop growled, slamming his dick hard and deep into my bitch."She 's your loving, little babe. respect her."

"Sure,"truncheon groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to suck my cock for so long, femme fatale. shtup, I got to burst forth in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to explode. I wanted both my pal and my pop to be so happy. To fill amazing. I squeezed my spoil puss around pa 's thrusting tool. He groaned, his punishing testicle smacking into my clitoris. Delicious sparks burst from it. My orgasm came close-fitting and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

I squeezed my eyes shut, rocking between them. They both used me. Fucked me. Billy held my pilus as he groaned. He drove his rooster farther and farther down my throat. His dick slammed down my esophagus. Before I knew it, his thick pubic hair was rubbing into my sassing and his balls were smacking into my chin. He groaned in delight.

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

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

I came.

My cunt quivered around dad 's pecker. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around Billy 's cock. I sucked hard as daddy rammed into me. Waves of delight washed out of my pussy. Sparks burst before my centre.

The pleasure was stupendous.

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

Stars burst across my eyes.

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

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

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

Hot cum splashed against my cervix and spurted into the cover of my throat. The jizz filled my snatch and mouth. I gulped down my sidekick 's salty freight while my pussy milked pappa 's ballock dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The joy drowned my mind. This was so stick. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my chum 's incestuous seeded player while pop filled my pussy with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my mind melting.

The darkness swelled and swirled across my vision. My orgasm intensified so a great deal, I could n't opine. I was just a quivering ball of pulp pleasing the men of my folk. I felt myself drifting. Floating. chill raced through me as I shuddered.

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

I felt like I was on my side, my snatch and verbalize both suddenly empty. The pleasance began to dwindle. I had just blown my sidekick and papa. The tingles intensified around my cunt, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My eyes fluttered open. The gamy aspiration I was having faded away. It was so wicked of me to imagine that I had sucked on my brother 's tool while pa fucked me hard from behind.

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

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

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

I rolled onto my back, staring up at my blood 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 virginal membrane."See, no cock has ever been in me."

"What the fucking ?"groaned my brother.

Dad grinned."See, she 'll always be my pure little girl. Enjoy her. She 'll be a Virgo the 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 tense now."

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a sharp dickhead of infliction as my pal popped my cherry and slammed his hawkshaw into my virginal astuteness. I shuddered, taking my first cock ever. All those other ones did n't count.

They were only naughty dreams.

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The figure quivered with excitement. The trick was incredible. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her first base fourth dimension was intoxicating. The possibilities the panty held were amazing.

It stared down at the next couple it had prepared, full moon of its pixilated magic. This one was a swirl of black and E. B. White, like the practice you 'd see on a dairy cow. The figure stroked across the framework, caressing the two quarrel. A short phrase.

A question.

Got Milk ?

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

To be continued in the following tale of Mind-Controlling step-in ...