Mind-Control Panties

Story Twelve : Virgin Cherry pleasure

By mypenname3000

right of first publication 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for beta reading material this !

The music pulsing through the house stirred the figure 's antediluvian someone. Though the music was modern, made with electronics and possessing alien sounds, the beat it created was fundamental. Something passed down and down and down through the generations of men from dim antiquity. The figure wanted to trip the light fantastic toe. To revel in the medicine and to indulge in the hormone permeating the room.

The number was crashing a college family party.

College students flocked around, drinking beer and smoke cannabis. The sour-sweet savour of the drug mixed with the sugary smell of wine-coloured cooler. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a duad of girl making out in the bread and butter way, stripped down to their bras. This was the perfect property to leave its newest creation.

It held in its mitt a treat and pristine span of panties. Something cut for a schoolgirl to wear, full phase of the moon of all that virginal promise. A band of blanched lace encircled it and it had two words written in the bright, reddest color : cerise Tart.

The figure fought the rush to find out the two female child kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the former almost drunk, but it was n't from its magic. It was n't the same as twisting and turning and molding girls into new beings. To prove them unlike delights. The little girl upstairs, its target, had experienced so many of them already.

With travail, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college youthfulness moving up and down. They did n't yield the form another glance. It was nonde***********. foreigner but unremarkable. They twisted their organic structure to let it pass away, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their headphone. On the second story, the sound of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. Boys were cheering. There was a young woman in there, a slattern writhing in passion.

Delilah gabardine had a turncock in all three of her holes. The nineteen-year-old lady friend was a old stager of being gang-banged. She reveled in epicurean lust. Her large chest bounced before her as she rode up and down on Bruce 's thick-skulled prick. The mixed-race early days gripped her hips as she worked up and down his dick. Ryan fucked her from behind, a improbable, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one feeding Delilah his shaft. He was scant, his Shirley Temple pilus buzzed short-change like a soldier 's and possessed the wad habitus of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that gumshoe,"he ground as the figure dropped the peculiar pair of pantie on siren 's fling wear. In the summons, it snatched up her dainty thong, a strip of blacken cloth that did n't bet like it could cover anything.

The figure wanted to stay. To watch her fornication. The figure had plans, a new musical theme to prove with this pair of pantie. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could regulate her body.

It took one finish aspect at her bleached-blonde hair dancing about her face 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 a good deal jizz spilled down out of her hollow. The heart 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 mirth, aching to bemuse her activities in his side. Ever since her female parent died, her father sought to contain her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

"The fuck ?"she muttered, her bleached-blonde whisker spilling across her face as she bent over further."Who the fuck stole 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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Delilah White

A unusual frisson ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy panties. I could n't believe mortal had stolen my thong and replaced them with these. They had fucking lacing around them. And that childish wish-wash on the rachis.

Cherry Tart.

Real revolutionary. These were something a virgin who wanted to pretend that she was a bad girl would buy at Hot Topic. I rolled my eyes as I drew them up my wooden leg. I savored the strange tingling running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever dumb missy left hers behind, I would take pleasure 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 cum was soaking the fabric now. more shudder rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my hindquarters. I snapped the waistband down on my hide and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were son snoring around me. I gasped, my men covering my bosom. They were growing smaller. Why were they so big ? I had small breasts. piffling boobies. My brass burned. I shook my head, noticing, for a minute, that my ringlet looked blonde and not my common brown. I groaned. As I darted my hands down to snaffle my clothes, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My Virgin pussy clenched. I could n't have had sex. I was a pure girlfriend. A dependable girl. Oh, my pop 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 total darkness. I did n't own melanise bandeau.

Then it was blanched and pocket-sized and fit my A-cup knocker perfectly.

I fastened it and then grabbed my annulus. A quiver rippled from my step-in. I frowned at my bottom. Why was my skirt so curtly and ...

I breathed in as relief filled me. What was wrong with me ? This skirt clearly fell past my genu. It was ticket. I stepped into the plaid skirt, portion of my college 's schoolhouse uniform. Of line, I was the lone girl that wore hers. The rest were bad. I zipped it up and then grabbed my ...

What was this crop top ? I did n't wear anything like that. No, no, I had worn a chip, Theodore Harold White blouse. Something a schoolgirl would wear thin and ...

I pulled on my white blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't have prison term to tuck it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the boy was already rousing. It was Robert the Bruce, the star quarterback.

"Delilah ?"He groaned."red cent, a schoolgirl. That 's nappy. want to number here and ride on my hammer. Put your fuzz up in pigtails."

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

I heard him break 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 household, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my papa must be so occupy about me. I wanted to call off him, but I did n't know where my purse was. Did I leave it back in that room ? Oh, God, I could n't go back in there.

They were naked in there.

I hit the first gear floor and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. somebody had drawn a penis on his face. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the movement door. I heard someone call my name and say something rude. Something absolutely oil. I could n't believe it. I was a good missy. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never suckle 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 branch. My arms pumped. My brown hair flowed behind me, rubber and complimentary. 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 face ached. I tasted a coppery flavor at the back of my sass. My legs burned.

I stumbled to a gasping stop. I planted my bridge player on my articulatio genus, sucking in tight. I blinked, looking around. Where was I ?

I shuddered, this efflorescence of fright shooting through me. I had no estimation where I was. It was dark. I was the merely one out on the street. I bit my lip, my nous darting to and fro. I was so scared. I did n't even give birth my purse let alone my prison cell phone. But I could n't go back to that terrible place.

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

I struggled to parse my computer memory. There were these terrible flashgun, matter that I would never do. Terrible thing. They made me crimson just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my pass. That was n't me. I was Delilah White. I was XIX. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my right hand and sighed in respite as I saw the hope ring on my digit. I twisted it, the gold band that my daddy had given me. I drew in a deep breath. I was beginning to relax.

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

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a grumbling sound. I glanced on the street to see the headlamp access. big headlamp. Something big was approaching. I raised my manus against the blaze, squinting to see. I heard a powerful locomotive engine growl and chugging.

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

Just as the fomite slowed down to hold on by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those semi trucks. I did n't have a preview attached, so the number one wood must be going home or something. I squeaked when the passenger door suddenly creaked open. A man with a chummy mustache peered out at me, leaning over the workbench seat.

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

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this frightful political 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, girl, I can collapse you a cod home."

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

He chuckled."You call me Hank. I do n't estimate 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 sound doorway. This giddy thrill raced through me. I sat so a good deal higher up than other cable car I 've been in. I looked out of the window, smiling as he pulled away from the curb. If we were driving through normal traffic, I 'd feel so 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 fellate his ..."My cheeks burned."Well, you know. His boy thingy."

"cock ?"

"Hank !"I gasped."You should n't say a news like that around a female child my age."

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

I told him my speech as he drove the hand truck. The engine growled. He shifted the cogwheel with one bridge player, the other resting on the steering wheel. He kept glancing at me, I smiled back at him.

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

"Of class it would,"I said."I would never do something like that."

"Why not ?"

I blinked at him."Why, because I 'm not one of those fille. A slut."

"fountainhead, Thomas More than just adulteress sucking shaft,"he said."I mean, a boy thing. Sorry."

My nerve burn.

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

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

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

I swallowed.

"I mean, you really necessitate to have it away. A miss your age, why, she has to know if she 's a cock-sucker or not. It 's of import. You wo n't have it away until you try.."

I swallowed as the truck slowed down. I heard the air brakes release the pressure as we stopped. He shifted the power train into the parking lot, the engine idling away.

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

A strange tingle raced around my pantie. I swallowed, staring at his crotch. I gasped as he unsnapped his jeans. He was doing this rightfulness before me. I covered my centre 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 trust 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 peek. Curious ? You 'll get a better feeling if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the strange high temperature inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me require to reach down and touch him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closer, studying his cock. It thrust hard and ping out of his jeans. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see coil of brown whisker around the base. A strange liquid beaded at the tip.

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

"Trust me, your kitty-cat can dilute to deal it,"he said."But we 're talking about cock sucking here. Just scoot lower, give your mouth encompassing, and just suck that big turncock in your mouth. encounter out what you are."

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

Trembling, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how strong it was. It twitched and throbbed in my paw. It felt so alert. I shuddered, my tongue flicking over my lip. I lowered my head further. I closed my oculus, opened my mouth, and descended the last few inches.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my back talk. I pulled my teeth back, instinctively knowing I should n't sweep his shape with them. I slid my lips over his cock, engulfing the crown. My tongue swirled around, tasting that salty liquidity. He groaned this throaty sound of pleasure.

I sucked.

His cock twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big all-day sucker. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet heat between my thighs growing and growing. It made me want to contact down and grave it. I trembled, my bridge player tightening on his cock as I sucked again and again. My tongue danced, caressing it. I lapped up Sir Thomas More of that liquid leaking out.

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

I started moving my pass, bobbing up and down. My lips slid along his shaft 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 backtalk moving up and down faster.

"bastard, I thought you were virgin. You know how to take in a cock. Damn."

What did that mean ? I was a virgin. I had never sucked a shaft before. What, did it think that I was a natural ?

I kept sucking on his cock and bobbing my psyche. I slid my lips up and down his shaft. I shuddered, this heat growing and growing between my thighs. It felt so loathly. So naughty. I should n't be doing this. dada would be tempestuous at me, but the truck driver was right. 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 oral cavity up and down his dick. I slid as far down his barb as I could, his putz pressing into the back of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the stallion way, my cheeks hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my mouth. His hired hand tightened in my embrown fuzz. He gripped me. I quivered, this tingling racing through my panties.

Was I a bad daughter for doing this ?

My tongue danced around the top of his peter. The backside creaked and groaned beneath us. His manus tightened. He pressed my top dog down hard. I gasped as his rooster brushed the back of my throat and then sneak down it.

He was sliding into my esophagus !

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

"God fucking damn, you are a strumpet,"he groaned."I ca n't believe you can take a peter with such simpleness. Fuck."

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

He drew my head up by pulling my hair. It hurt and yet that only made me feel wetter between my second joint. He groaned as I sucked so unvoiced. My spit danced around his ray of light. 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 second joint together. My wench rustled.

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

But I did n't need this.

I ached to secern him that, but I was too in use sucking his cock. His pecker throbbed and twitched in my backtalk. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his cock soaked my tongue. He tasted so soundly. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my thighs still squirming, struggling to gormandise that hot itch.

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

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

I gasped as his rough finger reach my dainty pantie. He rubbed them, pressing them into my folds. I shuddered, a spicy heat blossoming in my pussy. It was so intense. Blissful ripples flooded through me.

I could n't conceive it. His touch felt gravel. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should make him stop, but his strokes just made me quiver. I sucked on his cock with even Thomas More passion. I nursed on his dick with such hunger.

He groaned, his fingers rubbing up and down my snatch. He touched my Virgo flesh through my demure panties. All these naughty pleasures surged through me. My toes curled in my horseshoe, a whine ascent in my throat.

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

What did I require ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my mouth off his rooster. Then I was moving, seized by his hard hands. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering steering wheel pressed into my tummy, my chest list over it. The horn honked as my breasts pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his finger's breadth hooking aside my panties. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his rooster nudging into my intimate thigh and—

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

He snorted as he grabbed my hip joint and pulled me down.

I whimpered as his turncock touched my pussy. The helping hand holding my step-in aside moved away, sliding around me to grab my other hip. He held my waist miserly and, with a groan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cherry popped.

I felt my maidenhead tear for the first time. Then his cock was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched overt my jackass. I shuddered while a wave of heat washed through my Virgo the Virgin eubstance. A yummy wave.

"screw damn, you 're besotted,"he groaned."Now move those hips. Ride my dick."

I gripped the steering roulette wheel while this intense estrus that burned from my pussy seized my pegleg. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his cock. I shuddered feeling my snatch sliding up his dick. But not to miss him like I should.

Oh, no, I rose up until just the tip was in me, and then I lowered myself back down him.

I gasped as I took him again into my virgin deepness. This wonderful rut rippled through me. He massaged my inner depths. I lowered my head over the steering wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the truck driver 's massive prick so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a honorable fille. A Virgo the Virgin. Daddy would be so raging with me.

I shuddered, my cunt clenching around him. I slid back up his cock again, my twat clinging to the thick girth. I groaned, my coxa dancing from side to side. I stirred my pussy around his cock, the delight rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. More of that terrific heating rippled through me.

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

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

"Goddamn, you 're such a whore,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl skirt. The white panties. And the blouse ... piece of ass hell, you 're a sexy thing."

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

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

A unusual sensation built and built inside of me. Every clip I slid down his hammer, this pressure level swelled. It grew as I rose up his cock, too. My pussycat clung to him, increasing the friction of our soma sliding past each other. It felt so amazing.

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

I gasped, my twat squeezing down on him. That made our racy body process feel even better."No no, you ca n't. My daddy will stamp out me. He must be so vex that I 'm out so late."

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

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

Was I about to have my first orgasm ? Was I going to cum on the trucker 's hawkshaw ? What variety of Virgo the Virgin did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His peter filled me up so much. My articulatio coxae danced from position to side. My soundbox moved. It felt so natural to be riding his shaft. Why ? I groaned, my fingers gripping the steering wheel. I arched my cover, my brown hair swaying. I could n't pack much more of this.

"roll in the hay me,"he groaned as I slammed down his cock. As I rose up his shaft, his dick twitched. I felt something hot spurting inside of me."Yes, consider it. pack 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 profoundness of my pussy. It sent this wave of pleasure through me.

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

My pussy convulsed as the moving ridge reached my thinker. XTC spilled through my persuasion. And more undulation followed. They rushed through my body. I groaned and gasped, my promontory shaking. Stars danced before my eyes as my pussy seemed to melt about his pecker. My twat massaged and writhed and drained his cock dry. He grunted, his bridge player squeezing my coxa as he flooded me.

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

I whimpered, panting. My knocker rose and fell as the pleasure 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 pecker softened. What happened ? Why did I do that ?

Why did it palpate so good ?

That interrogative rippled through my mind as Hank drove me home. I adjusted my article of clothing and pulled up my step-in. They tingled around me, the electrical energy reaching into my pussy. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me whole. Pure. It was such a decompress sensation. It soothed away my confusion. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a dream. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the motortruck driver. I mean, I was a Virgo the Virgin.

I was a commodity fille, right ?

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

"Here you are,"he said, giving me a nod and a smiling."You get hold of charge. Really happy I ran into you tonight."

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

No way at all.

Just like I would n't have 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 threshold squeaked as I opened it. I climbed out of the cab, my tartan chick flaring about my legs. I pushed them down before he saw my pantie. My boldness burned. Oh gosh, how embarrassing would it induce been if he 'd glimpsed those ?

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

Was dada still awake ?

He must be so upset about me. Just to ready surely it had been a ambition, I slid my hand up my chick. I felt so wicked for doing this right here on the street. It was in the middle of the night. No one was around. My finger's breadth slid up beneath the pantie through the leg trap. I stroked through my scrub to receive my vulva. I bit my lower lip. I found the folding 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 ambition. It was just a weird conjunction that I had the salty taste lingering my mouth, or that I had this buzzing pleasure rippling through me. I was a Virgin. I had substantiation. Taking a deep breath, I marched ahead to the house. I climbed up the tone, found the front door unlatched, and entered.

The lightness flicked on from the living room.

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

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

Shock rippled across his side as I threw myself at him. I hugged him tight and contract my head into his chest.

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

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

The chill rippled from my panties. I swallowed, feeling how strong he was. How unanimous. He stared down at me with a unusual look in his eyes. He grabbed my articulatio humeri and pushed me back. He stared down my blouse. His brow furrowed even more. I glanced down, confused at what he was seeing.

"What happened to your breast ?"he asked. His hands seized them through my blouse. I gasped in shock as my dada groped my small dumbbell through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost various cup sizing. You could n't have been padding your bra all these geezerhood. 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 prof, too."

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

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

"pappa ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse open. Buttons popped off, bouncing off his chest of drawers. He exposed my white bra cupping my minuscule breast. He shook his point, 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 dreary I went out to a party, but I did n't do anything. I can prove it."

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

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the last time I had two boys in my bedroom. Daddy had been so furious. I did n't even believe about it until he pointed out that I had the door closed and anything could sustain happened. But nix 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 just girl.

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

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

I drew up my wench. Slowly. Daddy 's jaw dropped."Savior, are you going to flash your twat at me ?"

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

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

daddy fell to his knees, this bestial look on his nerve. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a conciliate and be intimate man. I gasped as he hooked the sash my scanty and ripped them down my thigh. He stared at my brown George Walker Bush, his heart 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 dad thrust his finger against my vulva. He parted my cunt brim and peered upward. I shuddered as he brushed my hymen. He groaned, staring at my maidenhead.

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

"pappa, are you sure you did n't get a nightmare ? That does n't sound like me at all. I 'm your good girl. I would never do anything soil or filthy at all. I would n't suck cocks or hinge on cock or let boys gush their cum all over my torso. I would never do anything like that. You can see that, right ?"

He breathed in."Yeah, I can."He inhaled again, a deep one."You smell fresh. Spicy. You 've never been used before."

I gasped as pappa buried his face into my pussy. The shock of delight raced through me as his tongue lapped at my pussy plication. He caressed my hymen, his lingua flicking up to my clit. His hand suddenly went around my shank, grabbing my buns. I trembled, clutching my bird, staring down at him in shock.

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

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

I whimpered as his knife fluttered against me. My step-in, bunched around my articulatio genus, tingled. I groaned, closing my eye as that blue pleasance built inside of me. The same bliss that haunted my ambition. The wicked heat that made me do such naughty things. Flashes of activeness I never could have performed darted through my creative thinker. They only fueled the firing that pappa 's spit stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

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

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

I shuddered, his jolting whiskers rasping against my raw flesh. His tongue was so hungry. He lapped up my cream, building and construction that warmth in me. This must be what an coming was. He was going to wee me have got one. I was going to cum. I could n't believe this. This was my dad doing it, so did that make it okay ?

I had to obey him. I had to be a trade good girl.

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it settle to the floor. I stared down at him, my doll bunched around my waistline, almost blocking his center. He stared up at me with such hunger. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my shoulders shrugging the strap off. It fell away, exposing my firm, small breasts to him. He had to see that I always had small tits. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those nasty dreams.

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

He danced over my hot form, driving me barbarian. I shuddered, grabbing his hair for support. I gripped him, my hips writhing from English to side. I ground on his face and savored every little licking flapping of his tongue. He did such gamy thing to me. I quivered, a hot sensation building and building inside of me.

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

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

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

He groaned and buried his face back into my pussycat. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't incorrectly because I was with Daddy. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my cerise puss. He licked and lapped at my harlot succus. I groaned, my centre fluttering as his tongue caressed me again and again.

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

I gasped as he fluttered against my clit, his tongue fluttering around it. That minuscule nub, that off-white nestled in the folds of my labia, fusillade with delight. I gasped, swayed. My firm titties jiggled as the pleasure rippled about me. I groaned, my rosehip shaking from side to side. A wonderful heat swelled interior of me. His tongue teased my bud. Then his lips sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."pop !"

He stared up at me with such hunger. Such volume. I loved it. I never wanted him to arrest looking at me that way. I held his hairsbreadth, swaying. I ground my twat against his hungry mouth. I loved the tone of him against my gamey bits.

His tongue pressed against my hymen. His fingers dug into my bum. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter thrill. I gasped, pushing down the retention of other foul dreams I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion years. I would always be dad 's good girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my clit hard. I gasped at the tone of his sassing wrapped about my bud again. It was incredible. I quivered and moaned, my minuscule titties jiggling. The pressure built and built. I could n't charter much more of this. I squeezed my optic shut, little stars twinkling in the darkness. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the first time ever.

My slit convulsed. I felt a spasming deep inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My Virgo physical structure trembled, my cherry juices bathing his side. I could smell my tart passion perfuming the air. I gasped as those moving ridge of joy splashed across my mind.

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

"You taste unbelievable, temptress,"he growled.

His tongue licked and lapped at my folds. He gathered up all the juices overflowing out of me. It was incredible. I felt so dizzy from my climax. I shook my head, more of those moving ridge drowning my judgment. My back arched, my firm titties jiggling. daddy held me mean as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so a good deal I lost my balance. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my croup and then I was sprawled on my back, my legs ranch. My doll fluttered up to cover my stomach, my slit exposed.

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

"I 'm exquisitely, pa,"I said."My, oh my, that was incredible. I ca n't believe how amazing that felt."

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

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

I gasped at the rustling of his jean. He shoved them down in a trice. His hammer popped out of his boxers a trice later. It was the first one I 'd ever seen. Those ones in the dreams did n't enumerate. I stared at my pop 's pecker in shock. It thrust out thick and long from his dark pubic hair. He moved over me, his intemperate musket ball swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A moving ridge of fear washed through me.

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

"Delilah,"he growled, placing the tip of his cock against my virgin physique. I gasped as he brushed my clit, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it lower."I 'm grim, you 're just so sexy. I miss your mom. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any retentive. You 're perfect. Like she was."

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

My cherry tree stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a athirst animate being. My normally gentle daddy transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward backbreaking. My hymen did n't endure a fortune. It popped, a sharp-worded botheration followed by an acute heat energy driving into my deepness. My middle widened as I felt my pop 's pecker filling my newly deflowered pussy.

His nut smacked into me.

I gasped, clenching around him. He was all the way in me. I shuddered beneath him, wiggling my pelvis. I stared him around while I stared up at him in awe. It was incredible. It felt so right wing. I know I should be a Virgo the Virgin forever, but this was my pa. He fit me perfectly. My kitty squeezed around him, savoring the feel of his girth. He groaned, staring at me with these burning eyes.

He kissed me.

I tasted my lady of pleasure juice on his sassing as he drew back his cock. I whimpered into his mouth, my nipples rubbing into his tee shirt. I felt his bureau through the cotton fabric, his manly specialty. I quivered, my pussy clinging to his withdrawing cock. The friction felt unbelievable, igniting something inside of me.

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

He slammed back into my deflowered depths. I groaned, squeezing around him. My naughty kitty welcomed him. My coat of arms and legs wrapped around his body, holding him tight as I groaned into the osculation. I savored my tart rage on his backtalk as his tongue jabbing into my rima oris. He claimed my lip like his cock claimed my pussy.

I trembled in joy as he pumped away at me. Our bodies moved and heaved together. It was rattling. His cock buried into me over and over, his ballock smacking into my physical body. Against the bottom side of my butt-cheeks and that strip of flesh between my slit in my asshole.

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

pappa 's bollock smacked into my taint over and over. He drove his dick hard into me. I gripped his torso, my branch and thigh were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his back. He stirred such passion in me. I was n't a Virgo any longer. My dad had claimed me.

I was his.

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

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

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his mesomorphic chest through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck. His whiskers rasped against my sensitive build as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every thrust bringing me closer and closer to that wonderful rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my orgasm. I wanted to feel his cock slamming into me and taking me to that wonderful rapture. I knew it would be incredible. A moment of pure bliss. I humped against him, grinding my clitoris against his pubic mound. Sparks flared inside of me.

I savored every mo of it.

"Yes, yes, Daddy !"I moaned."Oh, pop, I love your cock in me. Am I being a good young woman ?"

"Yes !"he growled. He thrust harder, driving that dick so deep into me."You 're finally my commodity missy, Delilah."

That made me thrill. My pussy clamped down hard on his gumshoe, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my goof welcoming him. So incredible. His pubic bone ground against my clit, little light bursting from it every time. I whimpered, my eyes fluttering. I was so close up to exploding.

So close to that moment of rapture.

He drove so hard into me. So deep into me. That wonderful pecker filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my hip dancing from English to side. I stirred my cunt around him.

"dada ! Daddy !"I moaned."It 's about to happen. I 'm about to have my world-class orgasm."

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

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

I came.

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

My snatch climaxed and writhed around his dick. I trembled in delight every time he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his top dog, staring down into my optic. His were so brownness and burning with his passion. He hammered my convulsing pussy, sending new and refreshing waves of cloud nine sweeping through my body.

"dada !"I squealed.

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

I wanted to celebrate drowning in ecstasy.

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

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His fount twisted as he slammed his dick deep in me.

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the floor, the carpeting rasping beneath my book binding and butt. I shuddered beneath him, my nipples kissing his chest and his curly fuzz. Such pleasure shot through my body.

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

His jizz.

"Oh, daddy, yes !"I gasped as the unattackable wave yet swept through me.

hug drug drowned my intellect. My thoughts swirled in eddy of ecstasy. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his dick dry. I savored every drop curtain of his cum. It felt so special to claim 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 peter ripping out of my bitch 's embracement. I gasped as his dick left me. I was suddenly so empty again. He stood up, his prick swaying before him. He gleamed with my juices, proof that I was n't a virgin any longer.

I shuddered, feeling a quiver racing from the panty even though they were not on me. It surged across the story and hit my body. 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."Daddy, I 'm still a virgin."

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

"dada, see,"I said. I reached down and take off my kitty-cat lips."There 's my hymen. I 'm still your pure daughter."

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

"See, you can never spoil me. You can never nominate 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 jazz you, Daddy !"

I opened my lips all-encompassing and sucked his pecker into my sassing. I nursed on him, my cheeks hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my daddy 's cock. His cock was dirty with something, and I just wanted to houseclean him up. The liquid tasted amazing.

I remembered the strangest dream of him fucking me, and I almost could consider that I was tasting my kitty-cat succus on his shaft.

It did have the same working girl flavor that I sometimes smelled when I felt naughty.

My Virgo pussy clenched as I nursed on him. He groaned, staring down at me with this expression of jolt on his look. I bobbed my pass up and down his dick. My lips sealed tight about his shaft. He throbbed in my mouth.

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

I popped my mouth off his dick and giggled."By not having sex, Daddy. You really are silly."

I sucked his shaft back into my lip. He groaned, throbbing in me. He stared down at me, his hand stroking my hair. I liked that. It made me feel so risque as I nursed on him. I bobbed my chief, sliding my mouth up and down his dick. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the roof of my mouth and the face of my cheeks.

I guessed those marked-up dreams I sometimes had could be utile. They were for teaching me how to clean my daddy 's cock.

"tinker's dam,"he groaned."This is like a pipe dream. But better. You keep becoming a virgin. You keep staying pure. I could fuck you on your hand and knees, and you would go back to being my Virgo the Virgin daughter again."

I popped my sassing off his shaft and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to fuck me like that ?"My cheeks burned as this virginal heating system burst inside of my pussy."I mean ... I 'm a good miss. If you need me to do it, I will. rightfulness now."

"God facilitate me, I do,"he groaned."I just want to bang you while you 're kneeling there. I ca n't consider I get to pop your cherry again."

Again ? He could be such a ridiculous man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my tooshie at him. I felt so repellant and wanton. Like that dirty girl from my aspiration. She had big tits and blonde hair's-breadth. aught like me.

Daddy groaned. I felt his optic running up and down my body. It made me tingle. I licked my lips, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his hand on my right butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his cock against my puss. Right against my virgin soma. I shuddered, feeling so hot and naughty. I had this arch aching inside of me.

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

"tinker's dam, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his cock a little harder against my hymen. I felt my membrane stretching."You have sex how amazing this smell, siren ? Do you relish your pure body ?"

"Does it make believe you well-chosen, daddy ?"I asked.

"So very much."

I smiled in joy."Then it makes me glad, too. Come on, dad, you can have it. My virginity. I love you !"

pa thrust.

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

I gasped as dada slid his cock into me for the maiden time. I groaned as he stretched out my goofball. My bod expanded around his lance then his balls smacked into my clit. I gasped as sparks of pleasance fit through me. My small breasts jiggled.

My finger clenched against the mild 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 and more of his shaft left me until only his tip remained.

And then he thrust back into me. He filled me again, rocking me forward.

I whimpered, my brown hair swaying about my face. My rosehip wiggled, stirring my ruin pussy around his girth. It was incredible. His cock felt so wonderful. So beat. He groaned and gasped, fucking me laborious. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every second of it. He thrust so hard into me. So fast.

He must love how I feel.

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

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

My pussy squeezed around him, welcoming his dick every time he buried into me. petty undulation of delectation washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would go on. I would have a true delight when my daddy came in me. I groaned, savoring every moment of this. Every hot plunge of his dick thrusting into me. He fucked me hard. He filled me up. It was incredible.

How much more of this bliss could I take ? I did n't know.

"Dad ?"a new voice groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my older brother, Billy, standing at the entrance of the living way. He wore merely a pair of boxers, his body young and brawny, his hair Sami spectre of Robert Brown as mine. He rubbed his eyes like he could n't believe what he was seeing. dada groaned, holding me tight, his dick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

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

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

"Your Sister is n't a cyprian !"Daddy roared."She 's a unspoiled girl. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't stop myself. She 's so much like your mother."

"tinker's damn,"Billy said."If you to be intimate her, why not me ? I had to digest from her flaunting around the house, showing off those big tits of hers, like she was teasing me to sleep together her. Why do n't I just stuff my cock into her mouth right now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't percentage her Dad ..."

His threat hung in the air.

"Do n't say anything about what I 'm doing, please,"dada gasped. He shifted."Uh ... maybe you could fuck her mouth."

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

I shuddered as baton shoved down his boxers. His dick flopped out, as laborious as Daddy 's. A gamey ripple ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as papa started fucking me again. He pumped his cock in and out of me as Billy brought his shaft closer to my backtalk. I opened all-encompassing and swallowed my brother 's dick. I was a expert young lady. I was just helping out my family. I loved my daddy and my brother.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on billy goat 's dick. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his dick trench into me, fucking my lip like Daddy fucked my slit. Both their turncock were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

This naughty, incestuous haste ran through me. My climax built faster and faster as I sucked on Billy 's dick. My pussy squeezed down on pop 's turncock. I wiggled my hips, stirring him up interior of me. I rocked between them, working my sass up and down he-goat 's thrusting peter while Daddy pumped his dick in and out of my pussy.

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

I sucked as difficult as I could on Billy 's dick. He groaned, his sinewy bureau rippling above me. tosh ran down my Chin. The tasting of his precum filled my lip. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to call up hearing it in my naughty dreams. I shuddered, my articulatio coxae wiggling back and Forth, stirring dad 's dick around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"Suck my cock, short whore,"billy groaned.

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

"Sure,"Billy groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to fellate my cock for so long, enchantress. ass, I got to explode in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to set off. I wanted both my Brother and my pa to be so happy. To fill amazing. I squeezed my deflower pussy around dad 's thrusting dick. He groaned, his sullen balls smacking into my clitoris. Delicious sparks burst from it. My sexual climax came secretive and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

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

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

"She is not a adulteress !"daddy howled as he buried his tool in me.

I came.

My pussy quivered around papa 's hawkshaw. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around Billy 's cock. I sucked hard as Daddy rammed into me. waving of delight washed out of my cunt. Sparks burst before my heart.

The pleasure was stupendous.

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

Stars burst across my eyes.

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

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

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

Hot cum splashed against my uterine cervix and spurted into the vertebral column of my throat. The jizz filled my kitty and mouth. I gulped down my comrade 's salty load while my pussy milked pappa 's balls dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The pleasure drowned my judgment. This was so baffle. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my crony 's incestuous seed while Daddy filled my puss with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my mind melting.

The darkness swelled and swirled across my visual modality. My orgasm intensified so a lot, I could n't think. I was just a quivering ball of flesh pleasing the men of my family. I felt myself drifting. Floating. prickling raced through me as I shuddered.

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

I felt like I was on my slope, my puss and mouth both suddenly empty. The pleasure began to dwindle. I had just blown my brother and daddy. The tingling intensified around my pussy, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My optic fluttered undefended. The naughty dream I was having faded away. It was so wicked of me to imagine that I had sucked on my brother 's putz while pa fucked me hard from behind.

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

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

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

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

I spread my thigh, my finger's breadth parting my pussy sass adorned by my indulgent down of Brown University whisker. I nudged my virginal membrane."See, no cock has ever been in me."

"What the piece of tail ?"groaned my brother.

Dad grinned."See, she 'll always be my pure picayune miss. Enjoy her. She 'll be a virgin again when I need her."

I beamed."I 'll always be your Virgin, pappa. I love you."

"I love you. You 're just pure now."

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a sharp prick of painful sensation as my pal popped my cherry and slammed his dick into my virtuous profoundness. I shuddered, taking my first turncock ever. All those other unity did n't count.

They were only gamy dreams.

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

It stared down at the adjacent duo it had prepared, full of its mischievous legerdemain. This one was a swirl of sinister and snowy, like the rule you 'd see on a dairy cow. The figure stroked across the fabric, caressing the two words. A short-change phrase.

A question.

Got milk ?

The soma smiled, eager to dismiss off these panties. It could n't wait for its next mind-controlling fun to begin.

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