daddy 's Mind-Controlled Daughters
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research
Chapter Six : Daddy Cuckolds the beguiler
By mypenname3000
copyright 2017

Note : Thanks to wrc264 for genus Beta meter reading this !

There was nothing like having a young girl 's slit on your hawkshaw while driving. Just feeling that hot, crocked snatch clenching and relaxing, shifting as the car drove over any excrescence, the way she whimpered in pure delight as my dick stirred around inside her. I had my arms wrapped around Pina, a nineteen-year-old Hispanic trollop I claimed at the church binge. Pina brought my burgeoning harem up to ten woman : my wife, my four daughter, Crystal 's girlfriend, and four fille from my church service 's youth group, including Marybeth, the youth minister 's once virgin daughter.

I loved how loyal I slid into depravation once I had the power of mind control. Knowing I could spend a penny anyone do what I want had unshackled me from morality. Why did anyone do the decent thing ? Because of the consequence. human race were n't commodity. Not really. We just all feared what would happen if we were bad. We 'd destroy our marriage, we 'd get arrested, we 'd miss our jobs, our homes.

But now ...

"captain,"Pina whimpered in her Hispanic lilt, her closely cunt clenching on my dick as the minivan my wife drove hit a pothole. Barely effectual pussycat slid up and slammed back down my putz, silken friction burning around my shot."Yes !"

"Enjoy my daddy 's turncock, slut,"Kitty, my untried daughter, moaned from the back.

There were a lot of moans coming from back there. With eight horny girls crowded into the two bench seats of the minivan, it was to be expected. All I could reek was hot slit. They 'd leave soil on the upholstery as they fingered and sucked and played with each other.

I did n't care. They could deflower this minivan. I 'd just get a nicer one. One with Scotchgard seats.
"Yes, yes, delight your passkey, slut,"my wife hissed, driving one-handed, the other frigging her pussy."body of work that hot cunt on my husband 's dick."

"Yes, schoolmarm,"groaned Pina, her nous arching, pressing back into my shoulder, her silken hair's-breadth brushing my cheek.

"You are, whore,"I groaned, my hands cupping her soft, beat breasts. I squeezed them, loving how they jiggled as the minivan drove."You 're going to get another onus of cum in that twat, slut."

"Yes !"she groaned."Give it all to me, Mr. Horne."

I would. I did n't have got to entertain back. The annulus, sent to me by the odd fellow at the Institute of nonsuch Research, not only gave me mind-control powers, but the nanites that infected my trunk also gave my balls unlimited stamen and my body Department of Energy. They made me better than human.

A god.

I sucked at her brown cervix, nibbling on it as I found her pap, squeezing knockout. She whimpered, her consistency bucking, pussy tightening on my prick. That barely sound cunt slid up it again as my married woman hit another hump. Pina 's rump slapped into my thighs as she slammed back down my dick.

Fuck, I loved it.

"How much farther, Mom,"Rosie or Lily, our Twin Falls girl, asked."I want Daddy to penalise that arse you fucked."

"We 're almost there,"Anne said, her voice throaty."I want that, too. He 's such a bad man to seduce me. I 'm married."

"And you were a bad wife for letting him !"Kitty, our new daughter, huffed.

"Your mother paid,"I groaned, choosing to forgive my wife. She only had her social function because of my obsession with our daughters the end few years. As they blossomed, I could n't assist but acknowledge them, desire them. My wife tried to get in just human body for me, thinking that was the problem. When I did n't respond, her Pilates teacher, George C. Scott, did.

"I did !"Anne groaned, cum from all the boy who 'd fucked her ass still leaking out of her ass. I could see the device driver seat soaked in it.

I 'd never ram this vehicle again.

"Paid so hard !"she gasped. Her cycle tit bounced and jiggled. She groaned through clenched teeth, the minivan swerving side-to-side through the night streets of Alamogordo. Her orgasm burned so intemperate through her.

"And you 'll pretend this evil Scott pay, wo n't you, passe-partout,"groaned Pina.

"Yes,"I groaned, my dick aching, throbbing, her barely legal cunt so hot and juicy on it."And you 're all going to watch."

"Yes !"she moaned then squealed.

Her pussy spasmed about my putz. Hot, youthful cunt rippled about my prick, massaging it, thirsty for my cum. I wanted to breed all my women. Well, not my married woman. She 'd already given me four daughters. But the relief ... I wanted to put granddaughters in my girls'bellies.

"ass !"I grunted, picturing Rosie, Lily, Crystal, and Kitty all fraught with my daughters, gripping their rung bellies, beaming up at me with my cum splattered across their faces.

My jizz erupted from my tool. It pumped hard into Pina 's silky snatch. I shuddered, squeezing the loose woman 's breasts hard as the pleasure surged through me. Ecstasy surged into my psyche. Stars danced before my eyes.

I loved cumming in plastered snatch.

"Master, yes,"Pina groaned."So much cum."

"Daddy 's putting a baby in your belly,"squealed Kitty.

"Oh, yes, breed her, papa,"moaned crystal."And keep fingering my goose, Jessica !"

"strain her, Daddy !"cheered both twins.

The other girls—Georgia, Marybeth, and Michelle—joined them, adding their own moaning Greek chorus. My wife pulled her digit out from between her thigh, gave me a grin as she slowed the minivan.

"Finished just in prison term, hun,"she said, turning into a private road."This is it."

I stared at the two story house, the exterior faded, pink stucco, gray trim around the doorway and windows. I shook my forefront, anger surging through me. Not only had this Scott fucked my wife, but he had a wife and daughter of his own.

His own woman. He did n't call for to poach mine.

"Master !"gasped Pina, her spokesperson tight with pain in the ass."You 're squeezing my nipple too hard."
I relaxed my custody and gave her a buss on the neck. I wanted to crush the man 's pharynx. But killing him ... That would n't get to him suffer. No, no, he needed to live the gut-twisting shock absorber of being cuckolded, of learning another man 's cum trickled out of his wife. Witnessing her betrayal.

"Let 's go,"I grinned, throwing open the passenger door.

"Yes,"Pina said, sounding glad again. I wanted all my mind-controlled daughter, especially my daughter, to be happy being my slovenly woman. I gave them the command to line up joy in serving me, and they did, my brainwaves rewriting theirs.

I really wanted to acquire how these nanites worked. I furrowed my brow. Why would the Institute impart these out ? Why not keep them for themselves ? And who else were they giving it out to ? Their broadside mentioned eleven other people.

12 in summate. Why dozen ?

"Honey ?"my married woman said."You 're just staring ahead. Thinking about missiles again ?"

"Just about how I became a god,"I said.

She rubbed my arm."How did you ?"

"A tech company sent me their product,"I told her."To me and eleven others."

"12, huh ? That 's the bit of the church."

I gave her a look.

"You know, in Christian and Hebrew numerology. Twelve represents both Israel, you know the twelve tribes, and then later on the Christian church. Like, the high priest had the twelve gemstone on his breastplate."

"And the twelve zodiac sign,"Rosie added. The two similitude stood at the doorway. I could only state them apart by the most subtle of differences between their faces."You know, each kinship group had their own zodiac signboard. Like Juda, the kin group of King David and Jesus, is Leo."

"Huh,"I said."Sounds like the sorta new age stuff the company that sent it to me believes in."

"Come on, Daddy, there 's a homewrecker to penalize,"Lily said."That asshole in there tried to steal Mom from us."

ire surged through me. These inquiry really did n't matter. I had the big businessman, and I would use them."Right. Lead on."

My twins walked hand-in-hand before me up to the room access. Like everyone else, they were naked. The New United Mexican States night warm enough. I watched their identical tush sway back and forth as they walked up to the front end doorway, licking my lips.

They did have got such gorgeous asses.

puss rang the doorbell when I arrived. The rest of my bare serail parting to let me up to the front. The doorbell chimed through the house, ringing over and over. It was deep, past midnight. I bet that son of a bitch Scott and his pitiful wife were asleep.

"Ring it again,"I growled.

"Yes !"Kitty hissed. The diminutive missy jabbed the buzzer so hard, her blonde pigtails bounced around her articulatio humeri. She held it down, the buzzer tolling over and over.

"Fucking hell !"roared from inside, a light flooding on from upstairs, shout coming through an open window.

footfall thudded down step. A fire up flared on the first floor, bleeding through the arch windowpane at the top of the door. A deadbolt lock twisted, then the doorway ripped open. A caramel guy in Andrew Dickson White boxers decorated in nitty-gritty stood in the doorway, a baseball game bat held in his hand.

"What do you ..."His tidings trailed off, seeing me and ten nude girls on his porch."What the fuck ?"

"My husband is n't happy that you seduced me and fucked me !"Anne hissed."You tried to steal me from my married man !"

"You 're Anne 's ..."people of colour drained from his face. Though he had strength, and a baseball bat, the sight of a naked man on his porch unnerved him. He backed up then tried to thrash the room access closed in my face.

"Stop !"I snarled, my persuasion prickling hard.

The threshold kept closure as he froze. I caught it with my handwriting and pushed it open. It smacked his undefended palm. He tottered, his heftiness locked in billet, his brainpower interpreting my command as a thoroughgoing halt. Unable to prompt, he fell onto the land with a loud grunt.

Good.

"Walter Scott ?"a cleaning lady called from upstairs. I saw unornamented foundation and the hem of a whiten nightgown with soft-blue daisies."Are you okay ?"

"Everything 's mulct, Ma'am,"I told her."You have nothing to be afraid of. Get your daughter and join us in the living room."

"My daughter ?"she asked then her pace retreated, having to obey me even if she did n't understand why.

I stepped into the menage, standing over Scott. I stared down at him. So make out handsome and strong. He had that chiseled look at habitation on the covering fire of a bodice-ripper Romance novel. All he lacked was the long, flowing hair. His sour eyes stared up at me, his body trembling.

His boxershorts grew dark.

"He 's pissing himself,"chortled Kitty. My untested came up beside me, bouncing up and down, her budding breast jiggling, nipples hard."That 's right hand. My pappa 's here to make you pay."She kicked him in the arm.

I doubt he felt it. pussycat could n't weigh more than a hundred hammering soaking wet.

She even winced, flexing her cute toes.

"Get your ass up, go sit down in the aliveness room, Scott,"I snarled."Now !"

My idea burned again, his thinker resisting my dictation. He moved though, staring at me in threat. He fled from the room, leaving a pool on the Thomas Gray, Harlan Stone floor of his entranceway that abutted against pick carpet. The baseball bat clattered from his deal, rolling on the carpet.

"Eww,"Crystal said, stepping around the puddle. She moved with her girlfriend Jessica on one English and Georgia the cheerleader on the other. She had her arms around both girls waist like she had her own mini-harem inside of mine. My nineteen-year-old, light-haired nipper shook her head."How pathetic. A real man would n't piss himself, asshole !"

"Piss himself ?"a woman asked."Oh, my god, you 're all naked."

"Oh, wow !"a jr. girl exclaimed."What 's going on, Mom ?"

"I do n't do it, honey."

Scott 's wife walked down the stairs, pulling their girl after her. The little girl, eighteen, wore boy shortstop that left her tan, coltish leg exposed. Her dark fuzz fell about her shoulders of the pink babydoll tee shirt she wore, her eyes beat as they stared at my knockout cock thrusting before me, glistening with Pina 's juices.

"Is it a nudist company ?"the girl asked."Are you and Dad swinger ? But they 're all my age. What 's going on ?"

"I do n't know, Opal !"the female parent snapped. She was a light-skinned, Black woman, her skin the hue of brown coffee, deep and creamy. She had her hair braided in hanker row across her scalp and falling down her back as she walked by to the living room."What 's going on, Robert Falcon Scott ?"

"I do n't cognize,"the husband said, his voice tight.

"So do something !"the cleaning woman snapped as she entered the living elbow room. She froze for a mo. Then she pulled her girl to her and bolted for the other exit out the way, disengage since she completed my command.

"Do n't give !"I shouted."Go sit down and slow down on the couch. Same for your daughter."

She stumbled to a check then her and her girl both headed for the couch. Opal gave me a trembling looking at, her eyes so wide. She sat down beside her mother, squirming, rubbing her script on her tan thighs.

"Daddy,"she whimpered.

"Scott, what is going on ?"the wife demanded again.

"I do n't bonk, Denise,"he roared at her, trying to mask the fear sweating off of him.

"But you do fuck, Scott,"I said, grabbing Anne and leading her into the living elbow room, my harem trailing behind her."You know exactly why I 'm here."I grabbed my wife 's tits, brushing the shadow marks left by Scott 's back talk on her breasts tonight."Do n't you recognize one of your bookman from your Pilate 's grade tonight ?"

"But you did n't have a class ..."Denise trailed off, staring at her husband then back at my wife."You sonuvabitch !"She tried to throw herself at him, but could n't get up from the couch. She bent over at the waistline, finger clawing the air between them."You told me you 'd never do it again !"

"Oh, I have a impression he 's been doing it a lot,"I growled, squeezing my married woman 's tits."Thinking he could claim other men 's wife. That he could dumbfound his dick in their cunts."

"If I could motivate, I would kill you !"Denise snarled at her husband. Then she whipped her principal around, braided fuzz flying behind her. She glared at me."Why ca n't I move ?"

"pa 's a god,"pot grinned.

"You have to obey him,"Crystal purred."I guess that makes me a goddess. Since I 'm his daughter."

"Ooh, yes,"Jessica moaned."A goddess is fingering my asshole."

"So hot,"Georgia groaned in agreement.

My dick twitched.

"I bet you want to get back at your married man,"I said to the wife.

She arched an eyebrow at me, then at the cleaning lady around me."You 're going to make me eff you."

"All while your husband watches. He 'll study what it 's like when another man fucks his wife."I glanced at Robert Falcon Scott."Do you get laid your wife ?"

"Of grade,"he said.

"And how many cleaning lady have you cheated on her with ?"

"long dozen,"he said, wincing as his wife screeched.

"If you 're going to have a go at it me, then do it !"Denise snarled at me. Then she glared at her husband."Thirteen ! Thirteen ! All those prostitute at your Pontius Pilate class ! You are such a cock-sucker, Scott !"

Opal just whimpered, melting into the couch by her mother.

I winked at her."Opal, relax. You do n't accept to feel bad. You feel in effect. Horny."My thoughts prickled."Your kitty-cat 's getting wet and itching to be touched."

Opal 's babydoll t-shirt, clinging to her conical knocker, dimpled as her mamilla hardened. She suddenly rubbed her hired man on her tanned thighs, shifting beside her mother who was literally spatter fury at her hubby, trying to claw him again.

"George C. Scott, you love your wife with all your heart. You desire her. You want her to be faithful."My sentiment prickled."The only person you love as much is your daughter, whom you want to always be gross, to always be your piffling girl and never a whore. Just your virgin baby girl."

"I do,"he said."Please, honey, I love you. I 'm sorry. I wo n't cuckold ever again."

"No, you will never shaft again,"I grinned."But your wife will. Denise, come here and suckle my gumshoe. designate your husband how much more you love my pecker than his."

"Gladly,"Denise purred while my mentation prickled.

"Tell him that you 're my whore now."

"Scott, I 'm his cyprian,"the Black cleaning lady said, rising, her teat hardening against her nightgown."I just want to suck his cock. To idolize him. Mmm, such a better tool than yours."

I liked her improv.

"Denise,"whimpered Scott."No, no, you ca n't do this. You 're my wife."

"But I 'm his whore. He makes my kitty-cat so wet. He 's not a repulsive mother fucker like you !"Denise pulled off her nightie as she came closer. I definitely loved her improv.

She wore only a pair of pantie beneath, bloodless and knit, contrasting against her deep, brown skin. Her round breasts bounced as she moved, her nipples coal-dark and hard. She licked her sass, falling to her knees before me. She opened her mouth and sucked on my dick.

Scott flinched as she moaned about my hammer, sucking with noisy passion. She put such enthusiasm into her blowjob, tasting Pina 's spicy pussy as she bobbed her sassing on my shaft. Tears fell down Scott 's face.

Anne fell to her knees beside Denise."That 's it. suction my husband 's cock. It 's fun being his whore, is n't it ?"

Denise moaned about my dick.

"And your husband deserves this. Thirteen woman. What a pig. He preyed on me. Seduced me when I was vulnerable and crying about my matrimony. Can you believe that ?"

Denise sucked harder, bobbing her mouthpiece. I groaned, the pleasure surging up my cock, my balls tightening as the married woman sucked me before her shout cuckold. I grinned at Robert Falcon Scott. He kept trying to attend away, but could n't.

A depraved captivation animated his face, keeping him watching his married woman even as it twisted his gut. Pain wracked his expression. His hired man squeezed the armrest of his recliner, the leather creaking beneath his finger. I savored his abasement, remembering that gut-sickening sight of his cum dripping out of my wife 's cunt.

"That 's it, whore,"I growled."display your husband how much you love my shaft. Love me. You 're happy to be my whore."

Denise groaned, swirling her tongue about the crown of my hawkshaw. She wiggled her pelvis, bobbing her backtalk, slurping, sucking. Her hands stroked the groundwork of my peter and fondled my balls, massaging my nuts.

Eager for my cum.

Pleasure surged through me. I trembled. Behind me, my girl and slut moaned and gasped, playing with each former, fingers sluicing through hot bitch or ramming into tight motherfucker. miss whimpered in delight, mouths sucking on hard teat or lapping at juicy snatches.

"Your married woman is so eager for my cum,"I groaned at Sir Walter Scott."She ca n't wait to savor it. And she 'll swallow every drop. How does that establish you feel ?"

My thoughts tingled.

"Like shit,"he groaned, the language torn from his back talk."I ca n't trust she would just nurse your dick. I thought she loved me."He whimpered."I love you, dearest. Please, we can operate this out. I 'm debile. I wo n't do it again. You do n't have to do this."

Denise kept sucking, bobbing, hungry for my cum. She stroked my hawkshaw faster and faster. Her natural language caressed the tip of my cock, probing the slit before she slid her lips down as far as she could. Her cheeks hollowing, the suction reaching into my balls, my cum boiling.

I shuddered, my eyes alighting on Opal. She watched her mother in awe, squirming more. My command to become horny had her gripping her thighs. Her script kept sliding higher and higher, wanting to rub at her hot pussy through her boy shorts.

"Fuck !"I groaned, bore to enjoy her before her father. I hoped she was a virgin.

My cock erupted. My cum fired into Denise 's sass. The hook up with fair sex groaned, squeezing my orb as she sucked out every dip of jizz I had. She swallowed it, gulping noisily. delight surged through me.

Scott whimpered again, more tears falling down his face."Oh, god, Denise. I 'm so sorry. Please, please, check. I love you."

Denise slipped her back talk off my dick, panting."Well, I 'm his whore now. You wanted to sleep with every hussy who spread her second joint for you, so I 'm going to enjoy this dick ! Mmm, it 's bigger than yours. And his cum ... I 'll love his cum. I 'll swallow every driblet of his !"

"I bet you want this dick in your kitty-cat, just fucking you hard."

"So badly."She licked the tip of my dick.

I grinned at her."When was the live time your hubby pounded you like a loose woman ?"

"Too long !"she groaned."Now I know why. Too busy fucking prostitute like your wife."

"I 'm only my husband 's whore now,"Anne moaned. Then she leaned down and sucked on the Black woman 's sorry nipple.

Denise groaned, her full dead body squirming. She grinned up at me."So, you want to bang my splice kitty-cat like I 'm a slut."

"You are a slovenly woman,"I groaned."You 're my adulteress. And you love that."A petite prickling across my brain.

"I love being your slut,"she moaned in agreement.

"I 'm going to have a go at it you so hard while your girl lookout man. She has to find out how to please me, too."

Denise 's eyes widened as harder mother fucker crossed my mind."Of course she does. Mmm, Opal, scout Mommy take his cock."Then she rolled over onto her paw and stifle, her nipple popping out of my married woman 's rima oris.

Anne followed it, ducking down onto her back and latching onto the brown nub. My married woman sucked at it, making Denise groaned. She wiggled her pelvic girdle, a black-furred pussy beckoning between her thigh, woolly pubic hair drenched by her juices.

More trickled down her thighs.

"Someone 's horny for your cock, pop,"giggled Kitty.

"Denise,"croaked Scott.

"Ooh, yes, watch him bonk me,"groaned Denise."This man knows how to treat a woman like a whore. I bet those jade you fucked would never do this. Would never sleep together you before their husband. But that 's how wet he makes me !"

Opal groaned. Sir Walter Scott blubbered.

I fell to my knees behind her, my pecker nudging her kitty."I 'm going to relish your wife 's puss every day. And I have unspoilt news, Robert Scott. I need someone to do workplace around my mansion. chore, yard employment, that sort of diddlysquat. All that stuff and nonsense 's beneath a god. You 'll get to be around your wife and daughter, watching them be my cocotte, hearing them moan, witnessing them writhing with my wife, my girl, and my others sluts.

"Does n't that fathom great ?"

For some reason, Scott disagreed.

I rammed into his wife 's pussycat, cuckolding him. He groaned, his brass turning green as he watched her caput throw away back in rapture. A purring moan rose from her throat. Her hot, married bit clenched on my dick. She wiggled her hips, humping back into me, loving my cock.

I gripped her rose hip, pounding her so hard, loving every present moment of being in her pussy. My crotch smacked over and over into her butt-cheeks. They rippled and danced as I plowed into her. Silky friction burned around my tool, the delight of a married woman 's snatch pleasing my dick.

While her cuckold watched and blubbered.

"Oh, Scott, yes !"howled his wife."Oh, damn, he knows how to do it ! He 's stirring my pussy up. I love his cock so very much. I 'm going to cum so hard on it ! I have n't had a proper orgasm from you in years ! If you had n't fucked all those sluts, I 'd still be your faithful wife !

"Now I 'm his whore !"

"Denise, I 'm deplorable,"he blubbered again.

"Not sorry enough to keep your dick in your pant !"she hissed, her pussy clenching hard on my cock.

I groaned, savoring it. My wife sucked noisily on Denise 's mamilla as I plowed her torso. I savored the sounds and the wet slide of my peter through her kitty-cat. estrus boiled around me, her cunt getting hotter and hotter as I plowed her. My nut thwacked into her clit, swelling with another lode of cum to baste her married depths.

To breed her. Robert Falcon Scott would have to watch his wife grow pregnant with my tiddler. And when she was born, he 'd have to interchange her diaper along with all the former menage chores. He 'd be my slave forever, never getting to advert the adult female he loved, but forever witnessing her being my whore.

"Fuck !"I snarled, thrusting hard, the joy surging through me.

"plow her, papa,"the counterpart moaned together.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw them tribbing each early, Lily on top of Rosie, their big breast pillowed together. They ground their button together, gasping, moaning, sharing incestuous kisses with each other.

"Fuck the slattern, Daddy !"groaned lechatelierite. She stood trembling as Sakartvelo ate her kidnapping and Jessica devoured her asshole. Behind her, Kitty, Marybeth, and Pina daisy-chained, feasting on each early 's hot pussies.

"shuffle her cum on your dick, Daddy !"moaned the twins.

"Do it, Michael,"my wife moaned between sucking."Mmm, she loves your dick."

"So much !"Denise groaned."Oh, yes, Michael, your dick is amazing. I 'm going to cum so toilsome on it."

"Do it !"I snarled."You 're my whore. You 're going to feature this dick in you all the meter. You 're going to be bred."

"Then I better stop taking the anovulatory drug,"she groaned, her purulent clenching hard."Oh, fuck, George C. Scott, yes ! I 'm cumming on his awesome putz !"

"Denise,"whimpered Scott as his married woman 's pussy went wild about my dick.

"Fuck, yes,"I growled."cypher like feeling a marital charwoman 's bitch spasm about your shaft, eh, Winfield Scott ? Denise will break me this delight whenever I want it."

"Whenever !"she moaned, her puss suction at my cock."Cum in me. I need it so badly. Flood me with all your jizz !"

"master copy,"my married woman moaned."Call him captain. He owns you now, slut."

"Cum in me, Master !"

I grunted, slamming into the marital fair sex 's spasming snatch. The pleasance surged through me. Her hot bitch sucked at my dick. I groaned, my Lucille Ball tightening as they smacked into her clit. The pressure built.

Her pussy writhed about my cock.

I erupted.

"screwing !"I snarled.

My body heaved as my balls unload. Hot cum fired over and over into Denise 's married cunt. Dred Scott groaned, more bust falling down his grimace. I shuddered, basting his wife 's married snatch. Every blast sent a spasm through my body. I groaned, delight burning through my thoughts.

My hand tightened on Denise 's hips. joy surged through me. I loved emasculating him.

"So good,"his wife whimpered, her puss milking out the in conclusion drops of my cum."Oh, Scott, that 's how you fuck a married woman. Ooh, I bet none of the whores you fucked ever came so hard."

"I did n't,"Anne giggled."He 's rather pathetic. If I was n't so vulnerable and depressed, I 'd never have enjoyed him."

I think I loved my wife even more right now. I should hold paid Thomas More attention to her. But now we could both savor our daughters nubile, young soundbox. My dick twitched in Denise 's cunt. I pulled out of her.

"standpoint up,"I groaned."Show your husband my jizz dripping out of you. Let him see the proof that you cuckolded him."

"Gladly,"she said, voice throaty.

I groaned as she rose, her half-dozen tress swaying about her back, moving with sinuous, sultry state of grace. Her book binding rippled. Then she stood proud before her hubby, legs spread all-embracing, white cum dribbling down her coffee-brown thighs.

"Mmm, more of that yummy cum,"she groaned, swiping up my jizz on her finger, bringing it to her mouth.

Her husband whimpered again.

Then my twins were on her. The married woman gasped, pulled down as the two hungry vixens buried their faces between her thighs, lapping up my cum. Their identical, dimpled asses wiggled at me. Their own thighs soaked with their pussy juices.

My wife shifted then her tongue lapped at my tool, cleaning the former wife 's twat off of me."Mmm, Scott, your wife has a such a yummy taste bitch. I 'm so glad she 's my husband 's bawd now. It 's only bonnie. I fucked your wretched cock."She stared up at me, such sorrow in her centre."I 'm so sorry, Michael."

I stroked through her brownness hair."You 're forgiven, hun. I love you."

My wife licked my dick again, her centre flicking towards the couch."Are you going to play with Opal now ?"

I grinned at her."What a wanton trollop was lurking inside of you."

"You just had to complimentary her."Then she engulfed the tip of my cock.

"Dred Scott, strip your daughter for me. demo me her virginal, pure flesh. I 'm going to loot her."

"Oh, yes,"Opal whimpered, her workforce almost rubbing at her genital organ now."I want to be fucked like Mom !"

"You 'll love being his woman of the street, child,"groaned Denise, writhing as my twins devoured her snatch.

Scott blubbered as he stood and stumbled towards his daughter. Opal stretched with leonine grace of God, her back arching. I wondered if she performed gymnastics. She had the petite, leggy build for it. She raised her hands, almost like a gymnast at the end of her routine.

"Strip me naked for him, Dad."

"No, baby,"he groaned."You ca n't do this. You 're daddy 's footling daughter. You ca n't let him touch you."

Even as he objected, his hands pulled her pink babydoll jersey off, exposing her conical, tan bosom, her mammilla lighter than her mother 's but still brown. They were also puffy, her areolas swollen around her nubs.

"Thank you, Dad,"she purred as Scott fell to his knees before her.

"Please, baby,"he groaned."You 're only 18. You ca n't do this."

"But I want to, Dad. He made me so wet. I want to be his cocotte, too. Just like Mom !"

My dick ached and throbbed as my married woman fluffed me, keeping me hard and ready for her. Then Walter Scott pulled off his daughter 's boy short circuit, revealing the voiced down of her pubic hair, as dark as her hair, and soaked by her virgin juices. He worked them down, moving slow, wanting to put off his daughter 's deflowering for as long as possible.

I groaned, such depraved idea shooting through my judgment as Opal stepped her goody, right pes out of her boy shorts. Then her left. Then she stood naked, her conical tits jiggling as she bounced on the balls of her feet.

"Scott, go sit down and observe,"I grinned.

He retreated, clutching his girl 's boy underdrawers in his hands.

"And Opal, sit on your mother 's face. Let 's wee sure your pussy 's ready for my pecker. Have your mother clout you to an orgasm."

My intellection prickled at that.

"But she 's my mother !"Opal gasped, heading to her mother anyways.

"She 's my daughter !"groaned Denise.

"But you both love incest,"I told them, my cerebration burning harder."You 're both my sluts, you love me and all the women in my harem. Including each other."

"Oh, yes, Mom, I want you to lick my pussy,"Opal said, her brain accepting my commands. She moved faster to her mother and plopped her pussy on Denise 's brim."Love me, Mom."

Walter Scott cried more, watching his pure, impeccant girl being violated by the cleaning woman he loved. My dick throbbed in my wife 's mouth. As much as I liked Anne suction, Opal 's mouthpiece, opened all-encompassing in lewd pleasure, beckoned.

I pulled my shaft from my married woman 's lip and moved to Opal. The eighteen-year-old grinned, grabbing my dick and bringing it to her mouth. She sucked my hawkshaw with comfort. I had a feeling she 'd at least given a cock sucking to a boy.

"She 's no stranger to sucking dick,"I groaned, my prick aching in her back talk."She loves your wife 's pussy juice, too. Just sucking them off my shaft And the way she 's moaning."I grinned."Your wife 's devouring her pussy."

"Mmm, she is,"Anne groaned, crawling to bring together us. She hugged Opal from behind, pressing her pearl breasts into the tan girl 's back."That 's it. Suck your master 's cock. He 's going to pop your cherry red and make you irrupt with that shaft."

Opal only shuddered and bucked on her mother 's sassing. The horny female child moaned about my dick, eyes rolling back in her capitulum. I shuddered, realizing she already climaxed. So turned on by watching Denise fuck me, it did n't take Thomas More than a few licks from her mother 's tongue to set her off.

"Yes !"Denise moaned.

"Drink her juice,"my twins cooed."Ooh, lap through her cunny."

"That 's the pleasance my husband 's whores get,"my wife moaned, cupping the miss 's tan knocker. My married woman squeezed them."dungeon moaning, sweetie. Let my husband feel your delight humming about his dick."

"I 'm feeling it,"I groaned, my balls tightening. My wife 's fluffing kept me on the border, and Opal 's hot moans as she experienced her first incestuous orgasm burned pleasure down to my balls.

My cock throbbed. I pulled it out of her mouth and erupted across her tan face. She gasped, middle squeezing shut in jounce. My cum basted her face, coating her human body in pearly-white lines and dribbling globs. She shuddered, grinding her hot kitty on her female parent 's mouth as I unloaded on her face.

I shuddered, stroking my dick still slick down with her mother 's juice. Her knife flicked across her lips, tasting my cum. Her eyes widened. She licked more, then her fingerbreadth were scooping up my cum, bringing the pearly loads to her hungry lips.

"Mmm, love, contribution that with your mother,"Anne moaned."bending over and let her thrash you clean while you point that Virgo the Virgin cunt at my husband."

"Yes, dame,"Opal groaned.

I glanced at George C. Scott as his daughter shifted around."What 's it like seeing your wife and daughter loving me ?"

"It 's horrible,"Scott groaned."I 'm sorry. I only fucked your wife a few times. She was n't even that good of a lay."

wrath surged in me."My wife is an amaze fucking if you know how to cook her purr."

"He did n't,"Anne moaned, leaning over to lick a clod of cum beading the tip of my dick.

My putz throbbed. Oh, yes, it was the right decision to forgive my wife. She made this even more exquisite. His wife and his lover both preferred me. And his daughter dripped for my cock. As Denise licked my jizz off Opal 's face, the minuscule slut wiggled her ass, her virgin puss aching for my dick.

So I moved around to give it to her.

Kitty appeared, her face smeared with Marybeth 's kitty-cat cream. She grabbed my dick."Let me help you pop her cherry, pappa. It 's the bestest Opal. You 're going to love it."

I shivered, my untried guiding my cock to youthful, virgin cuckoo. watch crystal appeared on the early side, her blonde hair falling at large about her berm. Her oculus shone up at me as she grabbed my dick too.

"Fuck her hard, dad,"she beamed."I 'm so glad you 're a god."

I grinned down at my blonde small fry then groaned, the pair rubbing my dick against hot, vestal cunny. I felt Opal 's hymen. She kissed her mother now, my wife, stroking the girl 's back, beaming at me, eager for me to mar the slut.

Scott kept crying on his lounger, his daughter 's boy short pants balled up in his fist.

I gave him a triumphant look and slip his daughter 's virginity.

Opal moaned into her mother 's mouth as her cherry popped. Her unmoved depths engulfed my dick. Her slit squeezed down hard on my shaft. I shuddered, my eyes rolling back into my heading as I savored her pussy wrapped about my rooster. I groaned, sliding so deep into her. Her hot flesh clung to me, gripping my cock, making me ache and shudder. My centre rolled back into my head, her pussy clamping down on my dick.

"pop !"she whimpered."My lover 's fucking me ! He 's fucking me so hard. His dick is in me !"

"But you 're supposed to be my fiddling girl forever,"groaned her father."Not a woman of the street like you mother !"

"I love being a cyprian like Mom !"she howled, her snatch clenching down hard on my dick.

I grunted, fucking her harder and harder, plowing my tool deep into her pussy. My globe thwacked over and over into her button, her barely effectual snatch gripping my dick. My hands slid up her English, reaching down to cup her conical tit, feeling her puffy nipple against my palms.

She moaned, kissing her mother. Denise groaned into her girl 's kiss, her deal gripping the spinal column of Opal 's head. She bucked and writhed on my twins'licking tongues, grinding her hot snatch against Rosie 's and Lily 's hungry mouths.

Georgia and Jessica sixty-nined while Marybeth and Pina scissored their legs together, humping against each other concentrated. They grinned at me as I broke in the newest phallus of my seraglio. Opal 's pussy clenched hard on my dick, the detrition so intense.

"I love breaking in new pussy,"I groaned.

"Mmm, I bet it 's amazing,"Crystal moaned, my blonde child grinding her hot kitty-cat on my hip.

"Yes, yes, yes,"pussy gasped, her pussy on my other hip, smearing her juices around, her bush ticklish."nooky her, Daddy."

My two daughters threw their arms around my neck, kissing at my cheeks, watch crystal 's small-scale white meat rubbing on my side. I shuddered, savoring the rut of their cunts and their wet brim as I plowed Opal. They made this second even more perfect.

My wife kissed at Opal 's spine, licking between the girl 's butt-cheeks. Opal gasped, my wife 's tongue rimming her cocksucker, making the girl squeal. I think Anne had really come to revalue anal retentive sex tonight.

"Cum in her pussy, pa,"Kitty moaned in my ear, grinding her hot cunny harder on my hip."Ooh, yes, do it."

"Do it, dad !"gasped Crystal.

"Cum in my daughter,"moaned Denise, her coffee-brown white meat heaving as the similitude kept her cumming.

"Yes,"I growled, burying deep, glancing at Scott, a sick expression on his typeface. He knew his daughter was forever my whore.

My testicle tightened. I plowed into her and erupted.

My cum flooded her untouched, fertile profundity. I shuddered, my dick throbbing, cum spurting out of me. My two daughters moaned into my pinna, their juices flooding hot down my second joint, joining me in rapture.

"He 's cumming in me, Daddy !"moaned Opal."And his married woman 's suction on my butt-hole. I ... I ..."

"Cum, love,"cooed Denise."Cum on Michael 's big pecker !"

"Yes !"she howled.

And then hot, tight cunny spasmed on my dick. My eye rolled back into my head at the unexpected delectation. I shuddered, gripping her cone-shaped breasts harder, the transport flooding through my mind.

Her kitty milking my tool, drawing out every drop of my seminal fluid to fertilize her depths.

I loved being a god. My daughters nibbled on my spike, moaning their delight while my cum basted my unexampled whore. I groaned, giddy exhilaration surging through me. I had fucked so very much tonight.

"tinker's dam,"I groaned, my pleasure cresting."Damn, Scott, you raised a mighty fine woman of the street. She 's going to save me happy."

"I am,"she moaned in Adam, still cumming.

I grinned at George C. Scott."This is why you never fuck former men 's wives. Do you realize ?"

He nodded his chief."Please, please publish them. Let them free."

"Why would I ever do that ?"I asked."They 're mine."

"Yours,"Denise breathed.

"See,"I grinned at him. Maybe one day, I 'd charter pity on the asshole. Maybe after I tormented him enough, made him watch his wife and daughter being my harlot for a few month, maybe a twelvemonth, I 'd let him go.

Or maybe not. It was so hot.

My prick throbbed in Opal 's pussy. I drew back my hips, aegir to fire another payload into her snatch. After all, I wanted all my women bred. They had gods and goddesses to bear.

Me, and the others who received the aureole, would interchange the world.

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"Mom,"Alex groaned as he cradled Deidre Icke, chairperson of the Institute of Apotheosis Research, on his lap."He 's still going."

"He 's a god,"Alexis, Alex 's twin, giggled. She sat on her father 's lap.

Deidre glanced at her ex-husband, her asshole still throbbing from her punishment."I wonder what the following god or goddess will teach us."

"I should get my girl channeling to find out,"St. James Maxwell said from behind, his two counterpart sitting on his lap."After they 've rested."

Deidre glanced behind her, Mindy and Cindy cuddled up to their father 's naked chest, asleep."I think they 've earned a ease. This god had quite the appetite."

"He did, Mom,"Alex said, tightening his coat of arms around her waist, his putz growing hard again, prodding at her asshole.

Deidre smiled. She hoped the next god taught brother/sister incest was hunky-dory. But until then, she 'd make certain her son 's peter was fully satiated. Three of the new Supreme Being revealed. Nine more to go. I wish you were here, sir, to see the new age dawn.

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