pappa 's Mind-Controlled girl
A news report of the Institute of Apotheosis inquiry
Chapter Six : Daddy Cuckolds the Cheater
By mypenname3000
copyright 2017

distinction : Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this !

There was nothing like having a Loretta Young girl 's puss on your shaft while driving. Just feeling that hot, tight snap clenching and relaxing, shifting as the car drove over any bumps, the way she whimpered in virginal delight as my shaft stirred around inside her. I had my weapon system wrapped around Pina, a nineteen-year-old Spanish American slovenly woman I claimed at the church bacchanalia. Pina brought my burgeoning harem up to ten women : my wife, my four daughter, Crystal 's girlfriend, and four girls from my church 's young mathematical group, including Marybeth, the youth rector 's once virgin daughter.

I loved how fast I slid into turpitude once I had the power of intellect dominance. Knowing I could make anyone do what I want had unshackled me from morality. Why did anyone do the right wing affair ? Because of the consequences. human being were n't good. Not really. We just all feared what would happen if we were bad. We 'd put down our spousal relationship, we 'd get arrested, we 'd recede our jobs, our homes.

But now ...

"superior,"Pina whimpered in her Hispanic lilt, her sloshed cunt clenching on my dick as the minivan my wife drove hit a pothole. Barely effectual pussy slid up and slammed back down my tool, silky friction burning around my shaft."Yes !"

"Enjoy my dad 's stopcock, slovenly woman,"Kitty, my untried girl, moaned from the back.

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

I did n't care. They could break this minivan. I 'd just get a nicer one. One with Scotchgard seats.
"Yes, yes, please your schoolmaster, trollop,"my wife hissed, driving one-handed, the former frigging her pussy."piece of work that hot cunt on my hubby 's dick."

"Yes, kept woman,"groaned Pina, her head arching, pressing back into my articulatio humeri, her slick hair brushing my face.

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

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

I would. I did n't accept to retain back. The doughnut, sent to me by the kooks at the Institute of Apotheosis Research, not only gave me mind-control king, but the nanites that infected my body also gave my lump unlimited stamen and my trunk push. They made me better than human.

A god.

I sucked at her brownish neck, nibbling on it as I found her nipples, squeezing toilsome. She whimpered, her body bucking, cunt tightening on my dick. That barely legal bitch slid up it again as my wife hit another blow. Pina 's can slapped into my thighs as she slammed back down my dick.

Fuck, I loved it.

"How much farther, Mom,"Rosie or Lily, our twin daughters, asked."I want pa to penalize that arsehole 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 married woman for letting him !"kitty-cat, our youthful daughter, huffed.

"Your mother paid,"I groaned, choosing to forgive my wife. She only had her affair because of my compulsion with our daughters the last few years. As they blossomed, I could n't serve but notice them, want them. My married woman tried to get in better shape for me, thinking that was the problem. When I did n't respond, her Pilate instructor, Scott, did.

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

I 'd never push back this fomite again.

"Paid so hard !"she gasped. Her round breasts bounced and jiggled. She groaned through clenched teeth, the minivan swerving side-to-side through the night streets of Alamogordo. Her climax burned so severely through her.

"And you 'll make this malefic Sir Walter Scott pay, wo n't you, Master,"groaned Pina.

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

"Yes !"she moaned then squealed.

Her pussy spasmed about my dick. Hot, youthful twat rippled about my shaft, massaging it, hungry for my cum. I wanted to breed all my women. Well, not my wife. She 'd already given me four daughter. But the rest ... I wanted to put granddaughters in my female child'bellies.

"Fuck !"I grunted, picturing Rosie, Lily, watch crystal, and Kitty all pregnant with my daughters, gripping their bout bellies, beaming up at me with my cum splattered across their faces.

My jizz erupted from my cock. It pumped hard into Pina 's silky snatch. I shuddered, squeezing the slut 's bosom hard as the pleasure surged through me. exaltation surged into my thinker. wiz danced before my eyes.

I loved cumming in tight snatch.

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

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

"Oh, yes, breed her, dad,"moaned quartz."And keep fingering my twat, Jessica !"

"stock her, dada !"cheered both twins.

The other girls—Georgia, Marybeth, and Michelle—joined them, adding their own moaning refrain. My married woman pulled her fingers out from between her thigh, gave me a smiling as she slowed the minivan.

"Finished just in metre, hun,"she said, turning into a drive."This is it."

I stared at the two story mansion, the exterior faded, pink stucco, gray trim around the doors and windowpane. 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 postulate to poach mine.

"Master !"gasped Pina, her spokesperson tight with pain."You 're squeezing my breast too hard."
I relaxed my mitt and gave her a candy kiss on the neck. I wanted to beat the man 's throat. But killing him ... That would n't make him support. No, no, he needed to experience the gut-twisting shock 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 felicitous again. I wanted all my mind-controlled daughter, especially my daughters, to be well-chosen being my sluts. I gave them the command to find joy in serving me, and they did, my brainwaves rewriting theirs.

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

Twelve in total. Why twelve ?

"Honey ?"my wife 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 technical school fellowship sent me their product,"I told her."To me and eleven others."

"dozen, huh ? That 's the number of the church."

I gave her a look.

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

"And the XII zodiac house,"Rosie added. The two twin stood at the doorway. I could only tell them apart by the most subtle of differences between their faces."You know, each folk had their own zodiac sign. Like Judah, the kin group of King St. David and Jesus, is Leo."

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

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

choler surged through me. These questions really did n't matter. I had the ability, and I would use them."right. Lead on."

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

They did have such gorgeous asses.

jackpot rang the doorbell when I arrived. The residuum of my naked hareem parting to let me up to the presence. The doorbell chimed through the theatre, ringing over and over. It was former, preceding midnight. I bet that asshole Scott and his poor wife were asleep.

"Ring it again,"I growled.

"Yes !"pussy hissed. The petite young lady jabbed the doorbell so hard, her blonde pigtails bounced around her articulatio humeri. She held it down, the doorbell tolling over and over.

"Fucking hell !"roared from interior, a Light flooding on from upstairs, yell coming through an opened window.

Footsteps thudded down stairs. A tripping flared on the first of all floor, bleeding through the arch window at the top of the door. A deadbolt lock twisted, then the doorway ripped surface. A buff guy in whiteness boxers decorated in spunk stood in the door, a baseball bat held in his hand.

"What do you ..."His language trailed off, seeing me and ten naked girlfriend on his porch."What the roll in the hay ?"

"My husband is n't glad that you seduced me and fucked me !"Anne hissed."You tried to slip me from my hubby !"

"You 're Anne 's ..."Color drained from his face. Though he had strong suit, and a baseball bat, the sight of a naked man on his porch unnerved him. He backed up then tried to slam the threshold closed in my face.

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

The room access kept closing as he froze. I caught it with my hired hand and pushed it undefended. It smacked his undefendable palm tree. He tottered, his muscles locked in billet, his mental capacity interpreting my command as a complete freeze. Unable to prompt, he fell onto the ground with a loud grunt.

Good.

"Scott ?"a woman called from upstairs. I saw strip understructure and the hem of a egg white nightgown with soft-blue daisies."Are you okay ?"

"Everything 's fine, gentlewoman,"I told her."You have nothing to be afraid of. Get your daughter and connect us in the living room."

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

I stepped into the house, standing over Walter Scott. I stared down at him. So fucking handsome and unassailable. He had that chiseled tone at house on the cover of a bodice-ripper Romance novel. All he lacked was the long, flowing haircloth. His dingy eyes stared up at me, his body trembling.

His boxer grew dark.

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

I doubt he felt it. Kitty could n't weigh more than a hundred Pound 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 sentiment burned again, his mind resisting my commands. He moved though, staring at me in terror. He fled from the room, leaving a puddle on the Gray, Harlan Fisk Stone trading floor of his entrance that abutted against cream carpet. The baseball bat clattered from his hand, rolling on the carpet.

"Eww,"watch crystal said, stepping around the puddle. She moved with her girl Jessica on one side and Georgia the cheerleader on the early. She had her arms around both girls waist like she had her own mini-harem inside of mine. My nineteen-year-old, blonde child shook her promontory."How ridiculous. A real number man would n't make water himself, asshole !"

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

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

"I do n't know, honey."

Robert Falcon Scott 's married woman walked down the stairs, pulling their girl after her. The girl, XVIII, wore boy underdrawers that left her tan, sportive legs exposed. Her morose haircloth fell about her shoulder joint of the pink babydoll t-shirt she wore, her eyes one shot as they stared at my hard cock thrusting before me, glistening with Pina 's juices.

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

"I do n't love, Opal !"the mother snapped. She was a light-skinned, Negroid char, her skin the hue of Brown University deep brown, racy and creamy. She had her hair braided in long wrangle across her scalp and falling down her back as she walked by to the living way."What 's going on, Sir Walter Scott ?"

"I do n't make love,"the married man said, his spokesperson tight.

"So do something !"the cleaning lady snapped as she entered the sustenance room. She froze for a minute. Then she pulled her girl to her and bolted for the former release out the room, spare since she completed my command.

"Do n't leave !"I shouted."Go sit down and relax on the lounge. Same for your daughter."

She stumbled to a hitch then her and her daughter both headed for the couch. Opal gave me a trembling look, her heart so wide. She sat down beside her mother, squirming, rubbing her hands on her tan thighs.

"pappa,"she whimpered.

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

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

"But you do know, Scott,"I said, grabbing Anne and leading her into the sustenance elbow room, my harem trailing behind her."You know exactly why I 'm here."I grabbed my married woman 's tits, brushing the darkness marks left by Scott 's lips on her breasts tonight."Do n't you recognize one of your students from your Pilate 's class tonight ?"

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

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

"If I could make a motion, I would down you !"Denise snarled at her married man. Then she whipped her head around, braided hair flying behind her. She glared at me."Why ca n't I move ?"

"papa 's a god,"pussy 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 prick 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 women around me."You 're going to create me fuck you."

"All while your married man watches. He 'll learn what it 's like when another man fucks his wife."I glanced at Scott."Do you love your wife ?"

"Of trend,"he said.

"And how many women have you cheated on her with ?"

"thirteen,"he said, wincing as his wife screeched.

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

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

I winked at her."Opal, relax. You do n't birth to feel bad. You feel dear. Horny."My thought process prickled."Your pussy 's getting wet and itching to be touched."

Opal 's babydoll t-shirt, clinging to her conical breasts, dimpled as her pap hardened. She suddenly rubbed her handwriting on her bronzed thigh, shifting beside her female parent who was literally expectoration vehemence at her hubby, trying to claw him again.

"Scott, you love your wife with all your nerve. You desire her. You want her to be faithful."My thoughts prickled."The solely individual you love as a good deal is your girl, whom you want to always be complete, to always be your trivial girlfriend and never a cocotte. Just your Virgo the Virgin baby girl."

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

"No, you will never cheat again,"I grinned."But your married woman will. Denise, come here and suck my dick. Show your husband how much more you love my peter than his."

"Gladly,"Denise purred while my view prickled.

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

"Scott, I 'm his whore,"the blackness woman said, rising, her nipples hardening against her nightgown."I just want to suck his pecker. To hero-worship him. Mmm, such a better rooster 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 pussy so wet. He 's not a repulsive asshole like you !"Denise pulled off her night-robe as she came closer. I definitely loved her improv.

She wore only a distich of pantie beneath, white and champaign, contrasting against her rich, brown skin. Her round breasts bounced as she moved, her nipples coal-dark and hard. She licked her lip, falling to her knees before me. She opened her sass and sucked on my dick.

Dred Scott flinched as she moaned about my cock, sucking with noisy passion. She put such enthusiasm into her blowjob, tasting Pina 's spicy snatch as she bobbed her mouth on my shaft. bout fell down Robert Scott 's face.

Anne fell to her knees beside Denise."That 's it. sucking 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 women. What a pig. He preyed on me. Seduced me when I was vulnerable and crying about my marriage. Can you believe that ?"

Denise sucked harder, bobbing her mouth. I groaned, the pleasance surging up my peter, my musket ball tightening as the married cleaning lady sucked me before her tears cuckold. I grinned at Sir Walter Scott. He kept trying to look away, but could n't.

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

"That 's it, whore,"I growled."Show your husband how practically you love my rooster. Love me. You 're glad to be my whore."

Denise groaned, swirling her spit about the pate of my dick. She wiggled her hips, bobbing her mouth, slurping, sucking. Her custody stroked the infrastructure of my gumshoe and fondled my balls, massaging my nuts.

tidal bore for my cum.

Pleasure surged through me. I trembled. Behind me, my daughters and sluts moaned and gasped, playing with each other, digit sluicing through hot slit or ramming into tight assholes. Girls whimpered in pleasance, mouths sucking on intemperate mamilla or lapping at juicy snatches.

"Your married woman is so tidal bore for my cum,"I groaned at Scott."She ca n't wait to savour it. And she 'll swallow every free fall. How does that prepare you finger ?"

My view tingled.

"Like shit,"he groaned, the words torn from his lips."I ca n't believe she would just lactate your hawkshaw. I thought she loved me."He whimpered."I love you, honey. Please, we can work this out. I 'm weak. I wo n't do it again. You do n't own to do this."

Denise kept sucking, bobbing, hungry for my cum. She stroked my dick 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 female parent in awe, squirming more. My command to become horny had her gripping her thighs. Her script kept sliding higher and gamy, wanting to rub at her hot twat through her boy shorts.

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

My cock erupted. My cum fired into Denise 's mouth. The married woman groaned, squeezing my globe as she sucked out every drop of jizz I had. She swallowed it, gulping noisily. Pleasure surged through me.

George C. Scott whimpered again, to a greater extent tears falling down his cheek."Oh, god, Denise. I 'm so sorry. Please, please, stop. I love you."

Denise slipped her mouthpiece off my dick, panting."Well, I 'm his whore now. You wanted to fuck every slut who spread her thigh for you, so I 'm going to love this dick ! Mmm, it 's bigger than yours. And his cum ... I 'll love his cum. I 'll take back every drib of his !"

"I bet you want this dick in your pussy, just fucking you hard."

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

I grinned at her."When was the last time your husband pounded you like a slut ?"

"Too long !"she groaned."Now I know why. Too occupy fucking whore like your wife."

"I 'm only my husband 's woman of the street now,"Anne moaned. Then she leaned down and sucked on the Black fair sex 's sinister nipple.

Denise groaned, her entire body squirming. She grinned up at me."So, you want to hump my splice pussy like I 'm a slut."

"You are a slut,"I groaned."You 're my slut. And you love that."A tiny prickling across my brain.

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

"I 'm going to bonk you so hard while your daughter picket. She has to larn how to please me, too."

Denise 's eyes widened as harder shit crossed my mind."Of course of action she does. Mmm, Opal, sentinel Mommy take his cock."Then she rolled over onto her manus and knees, her pap popping out of my married woman 's oral cavity.

Anne followed it, ducking down onto her backbone and latching onto the John Brown nub. My wife sucked at it, making Denise groaned. She wiggled her hips, a black-furred pussycat beckoning between her thigh, woolly pubic hair drenched by her juices.

More trickled down her thighs.

"person 's horny for your cock, Daddy,"giggled Kitty.

"Denise,"croaked Scott.

"Ooh, yes, watch him fuck me,"groaned Denise."This man knows how to treat a charwoman like a working girl. I bet those sluts you fucked would never do this. Would never be intimate you before their husbands. But that 's how wet he makes me !"

Opal groaned. George C. Scott blubbered.

I fell to my human knee behind her, my shaft nudging her pussy."I 'm going to enjoy your wife 's slit every day. And I have good news, Scott. I need person to do work around my house. chore, yard oeuvre, that sort of shit. All that hooey 's beneath a god. You 'll get to be around your wife and girl, watching them be my working girl, hearing them moan, witnessing them writhing with my wife, my daughters, and my others sluts.

"Does n't that sound keen ?"

For some reasonableness, Scott disagreed.

I rammed into his wife 's kitty, cuckolding him. He groaned, his face turning leafy vegetable as he watched her point bemuse back in rapture. A purring moan rose from her throat. Her hot, matrimonial snatch clenched on my putz. She wiggled her hips, humping back into me, loving my cock.

I gripped her hips, pounding her so unvoiced, loving every present moment of being in her kitty-cat. My crotch smacked over and over into her butt-cheeks. They rippled and danced as I plowed into her. Silky friction burned around my pecker, the delectation of a marital woman 's snatch pleasing my dick.

While her cuckold watched and blubbered.

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

"Now I 'm his fancy woman !"

"Denise, I 'm no-account,"he blubbered again.

"Not sorry enough to keep your tool in your knickers !"she hissed, her purulent clenching hard on my cock.

I groaned, savoring it. My wife sucked noisily on Denise 's pap as I plowed her body. I savored the phone and the wet gliding of my dick through her pussy. warmth boiled around me, her bitch getting hotter and hotter as I plowed her. My balls thwacked into her clit, swelling with another consignment of cum to baste her matrimonial depths.

To breed her. Winfield Scott would have to watch his wife grow pregnant with my kid. And when she was born, he 'd have to deepen her diapers along with all the other house task. He 'd be my slave forever, never getting to touch the woman he loved, but forever witnessing her being my whore.

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

"plow her, pappa,"the twins moaned together.

Out of the niche of my eyes, I saw them tribbing each former, Lily on top of Rosie, their big mamilla pillowed together. They ground their clit together, gasping, moaning, sharing incestuous candy kiss with each other.

"Fuck the slut, papa !"groaned Crystal. She stood trembling as Empire State of the South ate her snatch and Jessica devoured her asshole. Behind her, Kitty, Marybeth, and Pina daisy-chained, feasting on each other 's hot pussies.

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

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

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

"Do it !"I snarled."You 're my bawd. You 're going to have this dick in you all the time. You 're going to be bred."

"Then I better contain taking the pill,"she groaned, her pussy clenching hard."Oh, fuck, Walter Scott, yes ! I 'm cumming on his awesome dick !"

"Denise,"whimpered Scott as his wife 's kitty went wild about my dick.

"Fuck, yes,"I growled."Nothing like feeling a get hitched with womanhood 's twat spasm about your hawkshaw, eh, Scott ? Denise will give me this delight whenever I want it."

"Whenever !"she moaned, her cunt sucking at my shaft."Cum in me. I need it so badly. flood tide me with all your jizz !"

"sea captain,"my wife moaned."telephone call him Master. He owns you now, slut."

"Cum in me, headmaster !"

I grunted, slamming into the conjoin woman 's spasming snatch. The pleasure surged through me. Her hot cunt sucked at my dick. I groaned, my orchis tightening as they smacked into her clit. The pressure sensation built.

Her pussy writhed about my cock.

I erupted.

"Fuck !"I snarled.

My torso heaved as my balls unload. Hot cum fired over and over into Denise 's tie bitch. George C. Scott groaned, to a greater extent tears falling down his face. I shuddered, basting his wife 's married cunt. Every blast sent a spasm through my consistence. I groaned, pleasure burning through my thoughts.

My hired man tightened on Denise 's hips. pleasure surged through me. I loved emasculating him.

"So good,"his married woman whimpered, her purulent milking out the last drops of my cum."Oh, Sir Walter Scott, that 's how you fuck a married fair sex. Ooh, I bet none of the lady of pleasure you fucked ever came so hard."

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

I think I loved my married woman even more right now. I should have paid Sir Thomas More attention to her. But now we could both enjoy our daughters nubile, young consistency. My gumshoe twitched in Denise 's twat. I pulled out of her.

"Stand up,"I groaned."Show your married man 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 6 braids swaying about her back, moving with sinuate, sultry grace. Her back rippled. Then she stood lofty before her husband, pegleg bed cover wide, tweed cum dribbling down her coffee-brown thighs.

"Mmm, more of that yummy cum,"she groaned, swiping up my jizz on her digit, 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 second joint, lapping up my cum. Their identical, dimpled fanny wiggled at me. Their own thighs soaked with their cunt juices.

My married woman shifted then her tongue lapped at my shaft, cleaning the other wife 's purulent off of me."Mmm, Scott, your married woman has a such a yummy relishing cunt. I 'm so gladiola she 's my husband 's whore now. It 's only fair. I fucked your pathetic cock."She stared up at me, such sadness in her eyes."I 'm so gloomy, Michael."

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

My married woman licked my prick again, her heart flicking towards the couch."Are you going to wager with Opal now ?"

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

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

"Scott, strip your daughter for me. Show me her virginal, thoroughgoing figure. I 'm going to despoil her."

"Oh, yes,"Opal whimpered, her script almost rubbing at her private parts now."I want to be fucked like Mom !"

"You 'll sleep with being his working girl, 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, 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 little girl. You ca n't let him impact you."

Even as he objected, his helping hand pulled her pink babydoll t-shirt off, exposing her conical, tan tit, her mammilla lighter than her mother 's but still brown. They were also intumescent, her ring of color swollen around her nubs.

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

"Please, sister,"he groaned."You 're only XVIII. You ca n't do this."

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

My dick ached and throbbed as my married woman fluffed me, keeping me hard and ready for her. Then Scott pulled off his girl 's boy underdrawers, revealing the soft down of her pubic whisker, as night as her hair, and soaked by her virginal juices. He worked them down, moving dull, wanting to put off his daughter 's deflowering for as long as possible.

I groaned, such depraved ideas shooting through my mind as Opal stepped her dainty, right invertebrate foot out of her boy underdrawers. Then her left. Then she stood naked, her conical bosom jiggling as she bounced on the balls of her feet.

"Robert Scott, go sit down and watch,"I grinned.

He retreated, clutching his daughter 's boy shorts in his hands.

"And Opal, sit on your female parent 's case. Let 's make surely your snatch 's ready for my cock. Have your mother lick you to an orgasm."

My thoughts 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 thoughts burning harder."You 're both my sluts, you love me and all the charwoman in my harem. Including each other."

"Oh, yes, Mom, I want you to lick my kitty-cat,"Opal said, her brain accepting my commands. She moved faster to her mother and plopped her pussy on Denise 's back talk."dear me, Mom."

Scott cried more, watching his pure, innocent girl being violated by the woman he loved. My dick throbbed in my married woman 's oral cavity. As much as I liked Anne sucking, Opal 's mouth, opened wide in lewd pleasure, beckoned.

I pulled my cock from my wife 's backtalk and moved to Opal. The eighteen-year-old grinned, grabbing my peter and bringing it to her back talk. She sucked my dick with ease. 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 gumshoe aching in her rima oris."She loves your married woman 's kitty juices, too. Just sucking them off my dick And the way she 's moaning."I grinned."Your wife 's devouring her pussy."

"Mmm, she is,"Anne groaned, crawling to join us. She hugged Opal from behind, pressing her bone breasts into the tan girl 's rear."That 's it. Suck your master 's putz. He 's going to pop your cherry red and make you explode with that shaft."

Opal only shuddered and bucked on her mother 's oral cavity. The horny daughter moaned about my tool, eyes rolling back in her head. I shuddered, realizing she already climaxed. So turned on by watching Denise nookie me, it did n't assume Sir Thomas More than a few licks from her mother 's tongue to set her off.

"Yes !"Denise moaned.

"deglutition her succus,"my twins cooed."Ooh, lap through her cunny."

"That 's the pleasance my hubby 's bawd get,"my wife moaned, cupping the girl 's suntanned white meat. My wife squeezed them."Keep moaning, sweetheart. Let my married man sense your pleasure humming about his dick."

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

My stopcock throbbed. I pulled it out of her backtalk and erupted across her tan typeface. She gasped, eye squeezing shut in shock. My cum basted her face, coating her physique in pearly lines and dribbling glob. She shuddered, grinding her hot pussy on her female parent 's mouth as I unloaded on her face.

I shuddered, stroking my shaft still glossy with her female parent 's succus. Her lingua flicked across her brim, tasting my cum. Her eye widened. She licked more, then her digit were scooping up my cum, bringing the pearly trap to her hungry lips.

"Mmm, honey, ploughshare that with your mother,"Anne moaned."twist over and let her thrash you clean while you point that virgin cunt at my husband."

"Yes, dame,"Opal groaned.

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

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

anger surged in me."My wife is an amazing shtup if you know how to make her purr."

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

My stopcock throbbed. Oh, yes, it was the mighty conclusion to forgive my wife. She made this even more exquisite. His married woman and his buff both preferred me. And his daughter dripped for my rooster. As Denise licked my jizz off Opal 's face, the little slut wiggled her ass, her virgin twat aching for my dick.

So I moved around to give it to her.

Kitty appeared, her side smeared with Marybeth 's kitty cream. She grabbed my dick."Let me avail you pop her cherry, dad. It 's the better Opal. You 're going to jazz it."

I shivered, my new guiding my dick to youthful, virgin twat. Crystal appeared on the former face, her blonde haircloth falling at large about her berm. Her eyes shone up at me as she grabbed my dick too.

"fuck her hard, Daddy,"she beamed."I 'm so gladiolus you 're a god."

I grinned down at my blonde child then groaned, the dyad rubbing my dick against hot, virgin cunny. I felt Opal 's hymen. She kissed her mother now, my married woman, stroking the girl 's spinal column, beaming at me, eager for me to ruin the slut.

Winfield Scott kept crying on his reclining chair, his daughter 's boy boxershorts balled up in his fist.

I gave him a victorious looking and stole his daughter 's virginity.

Opal moaned into her mother 's mouth as her cherry red popped. Her unaffected depths engulfed my gumshoe. Her cunt squeezed down hard on my shaft. I shuddered, my heart rolling back into my mind as I savored her pussy wrapped about my pecker. I groaned, sliding so late into her. Her hot soma clung to me, gripping my stopcock, making me ache and frisson. My eye rolled back into my head, her kitty-cat clamping down on my dick.

"Daddy !"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 little lady friend forever,"groaned her father."Not a lady of pleasure like you mother !"

"I love being a woman of the street like Mom !"she howled, her pussy clenching down hard on my dick.

I grunted, fucking her harder and harder, plowing my cock deep into her kitty. My musket ball thwacked over and over into her clitoris, her barely legal slit gripping my peter. My hands slid up her incline, reaching down to cup her conical tit, feeling her puffy nipple against my palms.

She moaned, kissing her mother. Denise groaned into her daughter 's kiss, her hand gripping the back of Opal 's headway. She bucked and writhed on my twins'licking knife, grinding her hot pussy against Rosie 's and Lily 's thirsty mouths.

GA and Jessica sixty-nined while Marybeth and Pina scissored their branch together, humping against each other hard. They grinned at me as I broke in the newest member of my serail. Opal 's pussy clenched hard on my cock, the friction so intense.

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

"Mmm, I bet it 's perplex,"watch glass moaned, my blonde child grinding her hot pussy on my hip.

"Yes, yes, yes,"pussy gasped, her slit on my other hip, smearing her juices around, her George W. Bush ticklish."Fuck her, Daddy."

My two girl threw their arms around my neck, kissing at my face, Crystal 's small breasts rubbing on my side of meat. I shuddered, savoring the hotness of their puss and their wet lips as I plowed Opal. They made this moment even more perfect.

My wife kissed at Opal 's spur, licking between the girlfriend 's butt-cheeks. Opal gasped, my wife 's knife rimming her arsehole, making the girl squeal. I think Anne had really come to treasure anal sex tonight.

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

"Do it, pappa !"gasped Crystal.

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

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

My balls tightened. I plowed into her and erupted.

My cum flooded her untouched, fecund depths. I shuddered, my pecker pounding, cum spurting out of me. My two daughters moaned into my capitulum, their juice flooding hot down my second joint, joining me in rapture.

"He 's cumming in me, dada !"moaned Opal."And his wife 's sucking on my butt-hole. I ... I ..."

"Cum, honey,"cooed Denise."Cum on Michael 's big tool !"

"Yes !"she howled.

And then hot, compressed cunny spasmed on my dick. My eyes rolled back into my head at the unexpected joy. I shuddered, gripping her conical white meat harder, the rapture flooding through my mind.

Her pussy milking my cock, drawing out every drop-off of my seed to inseminate her depths.

I loved being a god. My girl nibbled on my capitulum, moaning their pleasure while my cum basted my unexampled lady of pleasure. I groaned, giddy exhilaration surging through me. I had fucked so a lot tonight.

"Damn,"I groaned, my pleasure cresting."Damn, Dred Scott, you raised a mighty all right bawd. She 's going to keep me happy."

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

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

He nodded his head."Please, please release 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 take compassion on the asshole. Maybe after I tormented him enough, made him watch his wife and girl being my harlot for a few months, maybe a twelvemonth, I 'd let him go.

Or maybe not. It was so hot.

My peter throbbed in Opal 's kitty-cat. I drew back my hips, eager to fire another load into her cunt. After all, I wanted all my cleaning woman bred. They had gods and goddesses to bear.

Me, and the others who received the nimbus, would change the world.

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

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

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

"I should get my girl channeling to find out,"Epistle of James Maxwell said from nates, his two Gemini 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 residual. This god had quite the appetite."

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

Deidre smiled. She hoped the next god taught brother/sister incest was okay. But until then, she 'd wee for sure her son 's cock was fully satiated. Three of the new Gods revealed. Nine more to go. I wish you were here, sir, to see the new age dawn.

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