Daddy 's Mind-Controlled daughter
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis inquiry
Chapter One : Virgin Controlled by Her pappa
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

government note : Thanks to wrc264 for beta meter reading this !

Deidre Icke, Chief Executive of the Institute of Apotheosis Research, marched through the halls of her power building, the florescent lights flickering, the bulwark painted a mellow beige. At a first glance, it could excrete for any government agency building in America. But Deidre knew differently. From here, the Earth would switch. She 'd follow in the footstep of her wise man, Dr. Patrick Henry Blavatsky, and guarantee the awakening of humanity would happen.

That the gods would retrovert, created by technology. existence determined through séance and speculation, then delivered the greatest invention of human history : the halo.

She opened a door labeled : scyring.

A shudder ran through her, rummy to memorize what the third God would teach mankind. The lesson of the second still had her torso tingling, her eighteen-year-old son 's cum running out of her pussy and dribbling down her thighs from beneath her skirt. In her boot to see who the following subject was, she 'd bury to put on her panties.

"hello, Ms. Icke,"Mindy and Cindy chorused together, the twin eighteen-year-olds sitting at the séance mesa, a crystal chunk between them. The dark-haired girls held each former 's hands, their eyes still dazed from their channeling of Alicia Nathan Bailey 's spirit. Through the wife of Deidre 's mentor and co-founder of the Institute, they learned who to give the 12 nimbus to.

"miss,"Deidre said, nodding to them as she marched to St. James Maxwell sitting at a calculator, two monitors before him. He ran the department.

"Deidre,"William James said, an genial man in his early forties, hair as dark as his two daughter."Here is bailiwick 3."

A Facebook profile filled the figurer concealment of a man of St. James the Apostle 's age, his hair sandy-blond. His profile picture had him standing smiling with his arm around a pretty brunette, also in her forties and looking in nifty shape for a char of her age. Deidre ignored the womanhood, studying the man, his blue-blooded centre bright in the photo.

"Michael Horne,"James said,"married, Father-God of four daughters. Resident of Albuquerque, New United Mexican States. defense reaction contractor out at Edward D. White Sands."

"Defense contractor ?"Deidre asked, raising an eyebrow. She glanced at Mindy and Cindy.

"My miss are the right,"Jesse James assured."This is who they channeled. Alicia reported her husband 's words."

"Then have delivery send the halo. My approval."

"Right away. It 'll take six hours for the drones to go far and commence work."James leaned back in his chair, stretching.

Deidre leaned down, her handwriting resting on his shoulder."So, father of four daughters."

"A set of twins and two untested daughters,"James River said.

She gave a lateral glance at St. James the Apostle 's Gemini."Hoping for a revelation similar to the last two Goddesses ? Or will our low manful God focusing on something former than sex ?"

"Whatever he reveals, I shall espouse,"James said, his Good Book throaty. He wiped sweaty hands on his slacks.

Deidre smiled at him, giving him a squeeze. His daughter were lovely. And Deidre had thoroughly enjoyed both her son and her daughter. She straightened, her body tingling with thoughts of her two children.

She had time to revel her children before writing her message to the new God.

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"That 's for me !"watch glass shouted, my nineteen-year-old daughter barreling past me, her blonde pilus streaming behind her. I pressed against the paries, trying not to stare at her tank top and the small breasts bouncing beneath. Did she draw a blank a bra again ?"It 's Jessica."

Those two were best friend. Before I could even push off the rampart, I heard my daughter 's fundament slapping down the stairs before she practically crashed into the strawman door just beyond. Then came girlish squeals.

Flashes of my daughter and her nubile friend, a dark-haired girl with big tits, kissing and writhing together in nubile, sapphic passion while I watched burned through my brain.

guiltiness twisted through me. Ever since the similitude, Rosie and Lily, turned eighteen three years ago, I 'd begun to observe my girl. First the similitude as they matured, then Crystal endure twelvemonth, and now even kitty-cat, my youngest just turned eighteen, drew my attention.

Kitty 's head popped out of her door at the end of the hallway, sandy blonde hair gathered in similitude pigtails before falling off her berm and down her developing thorax. blueness eyes met mine."What was that, papa ?"

"Just your baby, Kitten,"I said. Her female parent named her pussycat, but I liked calling her kitten, especially when she sat on my lap almost purring like a cat.

Now that she was quondam, it was surd not growing erect when she snuggled her short, tiny frame of reference on my lap. Barely topping four substructure, she stood a head shorter than either of the Gemini the Twins.

"Is Jessica here ?"puss pouted.

"Afraid so,"I said, my putz so surd as I realized my girl wore a spaghetti strap top of picket pinko, the pissed clothing clinging to her budding breasts. Like her older sis, she dressed to show off her developing body.

"I hope they stay in her room,"puss muttered then darted back into hers. I caught the briefest coup d'oeil of her bubbly behind in a pair of smashed short shorts hugging that curving rear.

It was torture living in a home with four barely effectual but sexy daughters. I never thought I was a degenerate, a man who could lust after his own flesh, but I was. I tried to concenter on my married woman, but I could n't hold back thinking about our girls.

I slipped into the bathroom, locking it behind me. I needed relief. And there was one source.

My hands went to the washing hamper, ripping it overt. An assortment of feminine clothes piled inside. I snagged the initiative brace of panties I could, White with red strawberries on it. Kitty 's panties.

The ingenuousness of her underclothes made my prick throb even harder. I double-checked the door was locked before unzipping my pants. In the hallway, crystallization and Jessica giggled before slipping into her chamber adjacent to the bath. I heard their conversation, words blunted by the wall into murmuring noise, the babble of two excited brooks.

Closing my eyes, I pictured my innocent pool sitting on my lap, squirming in the take pair of panties I now wrapped about my cock. I shuddered, stroking my daughter 's underwear up and down my dick, my fantasize burning hot in my head.

"Oh, Daddy, what 's that growing hard beneath my butt ?"she asked with such innocence, looking over her shoulder joint at me, Amytal eyes so curious.

"cipher,"I muttered, my hawkshaw aching as I rubbed her scanty on her. This same scrap of cloth had pressed against her pussy recently, absorbing any of her turmoil, wreathed in her scent.

My costless paw gripped the counter. I leaned over, stroking my dick faster as my phantasy played out. My daughter squirmed more, grinding her dick into my hammer, her breathing growing faster as she shifted. Her pussy, separated by her panties, slid up and down my fork, stimulating me.

"You 're squirming so much,"I groaned.

"Sorry, pop,"she whispered."It 's just that hard matter. It 's ..."

"What, Kitten ?"

"It 's embarrassing, Daddy,"she moaned, covering her face in her hands, grinding her pussy harder as her youthful body awakened to the sense impression rippling out of her youthful cunny.

My lump ached, the pleasure of masturbating in my youngest 's panties rippling through my consistence. The tip of my peter throbbed, stimulated by the flavour of the cotton. I groaned, mitt stroking faster, the choppiness exciting me.

"What 's embarrassing you, Kitten ? You can tell your daddy anything. He loves you."

"Anything ? This is ... I mean ... I 'm so ... tingly."

"Where ?"

"Down there. Between my legs."

"Your kitty ?"

"papa !"she gasped in virginal embarrassment.

I stroked faster, the phantasy so hot imagining my daughter squirming on my prick like that, grinding her twat against my prick separated by our clothing. Not actually touching, just dry humping. She squirmed more, her representative growing breathy.

"Do n't be embarrassed. What 's your slit tactual sensation like ?"

"It 's so ... tingly. And wet. My cunny 's growing so itchy. I ca n't stop moving and grinding on ... What is it, Daddy ?"

"That 's my tool,"I groaned, so close, the fancy too much.

And then, from my daughter Crystal 's elbow room, came a feminine moan. It sounded so often like a strait my wife would make in bed. My head teacher whipped around, my ears prickling. That speech sound could n't have come from my daughter 's room. She had her ally Jessica in there and ...

"Jessica,"drifted through the walls."Yes !"

The moans were tatty. A bed creaked. Were my daughter and her friend having lesbian sex for rattling ?

Another gasp, full of intimate energy, bled through the wall. A bed groaned, springs rasping. I moved my head to the wall, pressing my ear against it as my bridge player flew up and down my cock, rubbing my former daughter 's panties into my aching cock.

I pictured Crystal naked, her small knocker jiggling, her friend Jessica between her thighs, brown whisker spread out over my daughter 's thigh. Jessica licked my girl 's pussy, running her lingua through her hot folds.

A squeal of joy, throaty like her mother made when I ate her pussy.

"Jesus,"I groaned.

My cock erupted.

A powerful orgasm fired from my cock. My glob unloaded. Cum soaked into my youngest daughter 's panty. I shuddered, my opinion burning with Crystal and her friend having sex, my daughter whacking, grinding her hot bitch against her supporter 's hungry mouth.

joy surged hot through me. I grunted with every flak of cum from my dick. I swayed, sweat breaking out over my face. With a final moan, my tool dribbled out the hold up of my jizz into Kitty 's panties, the cotton sucking up my juices.

And then the guilt struck me.

I ripped puss 's scanty from my cock, shoving them into the sinkhole. I washed out my cum, trying to push aside the moans from Crystal 's room. They grew breathier and breathier, and I swear she had an coming before I finished.

Giggles echoed. Then something soft smacking, like womanly lips kissing.

I shoved my girl 's scanty deep into the trammel, burying it far from the surface. Then I stumbled out into the Asaph Hall and almost ran into my wife. She wore a pair of pixilated jeans and a low-cut, lavender blouse, her gym bag slung over her shoulder. John Brown hair tumbled in curls about her face.

"Hi, hunny,"she said, shaking her head."You really should n't do that in the privy. The lady friend are awake."

My cheeks grew redder.

"Sorry."

My wife shook her pass, striding past me and going down the step. I followed her, smelling the perfume. I frowned at that."You 're wearing scent to Pilate ?"

"To pass over up the sweat,"she laughed, throwing a tone over her look when she reached the bottom of the stairs."I got to go."people of color spotted impudence."I do n't want to be late."

"Okay,"I said, my forehead furrowing. Something ... twinged through my stomach."I love you."

She paused at the front door."I love you, honey."

I opened my mouth to ask her to skip tonight, to let me take her to dinner, but she was out the door and gone before I could formulate my words. I shook my foreland, trying to blackball the Wyrd scabies at the dorsum of my mind, when my phone buzzed. A text message. I pulled it out, frowning at the source, a string of numbers.

I opened it.

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"Would n't that be Nice,"I muttered, staring at the obvious scam trying to bilk me out of my money. thinker control ... The thing I could do with my girl. Enjoy them.

"Why are you standing before the threshold, Daddy ?"Kitty asked, bounding up beside me.

"Just reading a text,"I said."Looks like it 's me and you tonight for dinner."The twins had a youth group merging. They were big into our local anesthetic church.

"What about Crystal and Jessica ? They 're up in their rooms making too much noise."

My face warmed."I think they 're going to be busy for a while. They can get their own nutrient. So, what would—"

The buzzer rang.

I blinked, staring at the door. Through the frosted window, something moved. I heard a faint buzzing. My daughter gave me a curious feeling. Then she wrenched the door open, staring down at the brown box left on our doorstep, a white target zipping away.

A drone.

Like in the message.

kitten bent over, her ass hugged by those pastel-blue short shorts. I groaned, seeing the cloth molding to her pussy. Did she skip her panties, too ? My petite daughter did n't crouch her knees to best up the bundle, but her waist, so limber she could fold up her lithe body in half.

My dick throbbed as the school text substance 's promise only inflamed my lust.

"It 's for you, Daddy,"she said, straitening and handing me the computer software."It 's tripping than it looks."
"Thanks,"I said, excited."I need to take tending of this, then we 'll get something to eat."

"OK, Daddy."She beamed at me. She had no idea the sort of ogre her father was. I wanted to eat her, to devour the innocent cunny between her thighs and make her squeal.

I carried the package to my commencement level office, closing the threshold behind me. With a folding knife, I cut spread the package. I pulled out the instruction manual, printed in a dozen dissimilar languages. I opened it, reading through the technical specifications.

If this was a humbug, it was damned good.

The Halo, it turned out, was a nanite colony that promised to transfer my brainwaves and cause me to broadcast them and overwrite the design of others, thus gaining control of them. The purpose was to make me a god.

Why would anyone need to make me a god.

And then I saw the figure of the political party who created it : The Institute of ideal Research.

Apotheosis ... A Greek word that meant to suit a god, to gain divinity.

The nanites had other gist, boosting my immune organization, curing any transmitted defects, giving me raise staying power, including sexual stamen. It sounded far too good to be true. I picked up the halo, the band smooth gold.

It did n't await like anything that could do what the instruction manual of arms claimed.

So I hooked it up to my cathode-ray oscilloscope.

It put out no electrical signal. As far as I could severalize, it was just a ring of gold. Delivered by dawdler. After receiving a foreign school text subject matter. A Goggle lookup revealed the institute was actual, a innovator in internet technology. New Age rhetoric dotted the website, talking about making the Earth a better post, bringing enlightenment to mankind, yadda, yadda, yadda.

"This can not be real,"I muttered to myself, sitting in my chair, twirling the ring around my finger in flashing circles.

My agency doorway opened. Kitty popped in, beaming at me."I 'm thirsty, Daddy and ... Ooh, that 's pretty."

My daughter darted to me, pigtails flying. Her bare foundation padded on the carpet then slapped the plastic mat my president rested on so it could roll smoothly. She plucked the halo from off my finger's breadth, grinning at me, then slapped it on my head.

"There, Daddy, you 're now a mogul and ..."Her down optic widened. Her jaw dropped.

The halo burned around my head. I shuddered, the rut reaching into my mind. Tingles raced across my thoughts. I groaned, my imagination fuzzing for a moment. My daughter backed away, her bridge player covering her mouth.

"I 'm so regretful, pop !"she gasped."I did n't recall ... Did I break it ?"

"time out it ?"I groaned, my sum hammering. What had it done to me."Why do you retrieve you broke it ?"

My head tingled as I said those words.

"Because it dissolved,"my daughter said, blinking.

Dissolved ? My workforce shot to my head, feeling for the atomic number 79 doughnut. nix. zip. It had vanished. Because it was a dependency of nanites. They activated and ... And were in me. Changing me. Like the instruction manual of arms said.

I thought I heard a whirring behind me, like something being drilled, as I stared at my girl. Did it work ?"kitty, rub your head."

Thoughts prickled. My daughter frowned, her hand shooting to her head and rubbing it in circles. Her optic were extensive, her body trembled."I ca n't block up rubbing my head, Daddy."

"reefer out your tongue."

She did that, her eyes growing wider, her soundbox shakiness.

"You can stop doing both."My pecker swelled to its full hardness. I stared at her spaghetti-strapped armoured combat vehicle top, her budding breasts outlined by the pink fabric. I swallowed."Take off your top."

Fuzzy needle prodded my brain.

"My top ?"she gasped, her manpower seizing the hem of her tank top, pulling it up her stomach."I 'm not wearing a bra, dada, I ca n't ..."

Her words trailed off as she hauled her top over her question, exposing those budding breasts, barely more than bumps rising from her chest, her nipples minor and pinko. I groaned at the hatful of them. My pecker tried to rip through my pants.

"papa !"She clutched her top to her breasts, covering up."Why did I do that ? I could n't contain myself. I did n't want to."orange red burned across her cheeks.

"It 's okay, Kitten,"I told her, my opinion fuzzing, pricking, aching."Your papa loves you and will never harm you. It 's okay. Just obey. You 're happy doing what I say. It makes you feel special. And not embarrassed or guilty or frightened."

Relief burst across her face. She smiled at me."I do like obeying you, pappa. I 'm a upright girl."

"Yes, you are,"I said, my lusts rising. This was happening. I 'd finally chivy my daughter."Drop the storage tank top."

She did, exposing those immature knocker again. My mouth salivated. She stood with a happy grin, hands on her rosehip, proud of her developing dead body now. Her pigtails swayed about her berm as she shifted on her feet.

"Now your short pants. drive those off,"I groaned, only a light prickling across my thoughts as my brainwaves rewrote hers.

"Of course, Daddy !"she said even as her work force moved. She shoved her pastel-blue hot bloomers down. She wore no panties beneath like I suspected. A faint wisp of blonde pubic whisker adorned her pudenda. I licked my lips, seeing the blotto slit of her puss.

Virginal tight.

My cock ached so badly. I 'd never been so surd in my life. I stared at her barely legal slit. Eighteen-year-old virgin cunny. I did n't understand why the Institute sent me the aureole. I did n't give care. I just wanted to delight the sweet creature before me.

"Come sit on pappa 's lap,"I groaned.

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Jordan Maxwell groaned as his two daughter stood beside him. Both Gemini the Twins had their work force resting on his shoulders, watching the camera feed go live. The initiatory drone had inserted a character optic spy cam through the bulwark of content 3 's office. On screen, the new God 's eighteen-year-old daughter, kitten, stripped out of her trunks, unveiling her barely effectual beauty to the HD feed.

"He 's going to have sex with her, papa,"Cindy moaned as she stood on his right.

Mindy 's hand tightened on his shoulder."This is our new God 's first lesson, Daddy."

"It is,"he groaned, his pecker so hard. He 'd seen his twin daughter make love. They 'd learned from the initiative Goddess that mother/daughter and sister/sister incest was allowed. But now ... Now father/daughter incest was taught, demonstrated so viscerally by pool Lena Calhoun Horne hopping onto her daddy 's lap.

"Can we sit on your lap, Daddy ?"Cindy asked, already taking off her blouse.

"Of course of study,"James groaned. Thank you, Dr. Blavatsky, for ushering in this new age.

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I groaned as my daughter hopped onto my lap with a squeal, squirming around, rubbing her naked ass right into my bulging genital organ. My boxers and slacks separated us as I wrapped my hands around my girl 's organic structure, feeling the passion of her bare stomach beneath my fingers.

"Just keep squirming,"I panted.

"Okay, papa,"she said, grinding against my prick, sending arousal through me. My dick ached and throbbed, drinking in her every motility.

"Oh, Daddy, what 's that beneath me ?"My daughter turned around, her hips ineffective to arrest moving. Her downcast oculus opened broad."It feels like ... Is that your phallus ?"

"Cock,"I told her."Or dick or prick up. Anything but penis. Use adult words, honey."

"Sorry, Daddy."She shifted again, her ass so affectionate, the heat bleeding through my clothing to my cock."But why is it severe ? Unless ..."Her blue eyes widened."Did I make you hard, daddy ?"

"Yes,"I groaned."Your sexy physical structure made me hard."

"I 'm sexy ?"Her grinding ass made me groan."But I do n't own any titty, and I 'm so brusque. I do n't even have hips."

"Kitten, you are so cute and aphrodisiac,"I groaned, nuzzling into her ear."You 're daddy 's piffling girl, and I find you so hot. sense how hard you 've made me."

She shuddered, rubbing on my peter."I do, Daddy."Her voice grew throaty."It 's making me feel ... tingly."

"Where ?"I asked, my rightfield manus sliding up to her budding breasts. I squeezed the small mound and thumbed her mamilla."Here ?"

"No,"she groaned."fountainhead, now that you 're touching me. But you should n't refer me, Daddy. I 'm your daughter."

"But you love your dad,"I groaned, my sentiment fuzzing."And you 'll let your daddy speck you everywhere. And enjoy it. You want to make pappa happy, right ?"

"Of grade, Daddy,"she moaned, my ovolo massaging slow circles about her curing nub. It poked out from her tit."Oh, Daddy, the tingles are growing."

"Where ?"

"My ... my cunny."She shivered."My cunny 's growing so tingly grinding on your cock. And ... And wet. And itchy and so hot."

I groaned, my entrust hand sliding down her stomach, reaching her wispy bush. I stroked her silk as she squirmed more, twisting on my lap. She ground her slit against my dick now, rubbing it up and down.

"You like that, huh ?"

"I do, dad,"she panted."It makes me palpate so naughty."

"Good."My left manus moved glower."It 's fun to be spicy with Daddy."

"Uh-huh,"she groaned, grinding that hot, eighteen-year-old cunt into my hardon."Oh, dad, yes ! I like it. The tingles are increasing. Deep inside me."

My finger's breadth moved low-toned, her flesh growing hotter, wetter. And then I felt the top of her twat, that tight crinkle hiding her pussy. I pressed into her faithful. She spasmed in my blazonry as I nudged her pea-sized clit. She groaned and gasped, rubbing her pussy hard on my slackness. The heating system grew. And then I felt her succus soaking through to my dick.

damn, my daughter was wet. Hot.

I pinched her nipple now, rolling it between my finger's breadth as I stroked her clit. Her moan echoed through my office. My cock throbbed in my quag, imbibition in the flavour of her hot cunny grinding on me, her schoolgirlish juice soaking through.

And her fresh musk filled the air, a new perfume rising, making me hungry to feast on her snatch.

"dada, you 're making me feel so strange,"she panted."Ooh, something 's growing inside of me. It wants to explode."

"That 's an coming,"I panted, massaging her small bud."Do n't fight it, kitty. Embrace it."

She nodded her psyche, mewling again. Her body shook, her legs kick before her. She moaned and gasped, smearing that hot cunny against my bulge. My finger danced on her button, twisted her nipple, stimulating her just legal body.

Her pigtails flew. She thrashed. Hot succus soaked through my pants. So much gushed out of her. I groaned as she squirmed and writhed. My shaft throbbed as my daughter came on my lap. She squeaked out her pleasure.

"That 's it, kitten. That 's your 1st orgasm !"

"Thank you, papa !"she moaned, her voice so throaty. I kept massaging her lilliputian bud buried in her Virgo folds."Oh, papa ! Oh, it 's to a greater extent awesome than the twins claimed ! Daddy, yes !"

Her articulation echoed through the room. She ground her cunny up my cock, massaging the spongy tip through my clothing. I groaned. My balls tightening. I twisted her nipple hard as my cock erupted. My cum fired into my boxers, the cotton soaking up my jizz like her panties had only a half-hour ago.

"daddy !"she mewled, shuddering a terminal time before she leaned back into me, her hip still wiggling. She still had to squirm.

"You do n't have got to squirm any prospicient,"I told her.

"Thank you,"she panted."Oh, papa, I loved cumming ! I never did it before. I always tried, but it never felt like that ! So vivid ! My cunny exploded, Daddy. Rosie and Lily were right. It 's the best !"

I grinned at her."And you made a mess. Just soaked me."

"Oh, no, Daddy. Did I pee ?"She hopped off my lap, turning around, her thighs slick with her fresh emollient."I did n't mean to pee."

"It 's not pee,"I grinned."You 're just a squirter. That 's all your kitty juices."

Her cheeks went scarlet."I 'm so meritless, pappa. I ruined your clothing."

I shook my head."No, you did n't. You made daddy feel good."And then an melodic theme popped into my point."But you did soak daddy 's cock and chunk. I need you to lick up all your ointment and mine. Just overt my trouser and draw out down my boxers, then lick my dick clean and jerk of our emollient like a good kitten."

"Yes, Daddy."

I groaned as she knelt down before me, unsnapping my khaki slacks. I peeled off my shirt, throwing it to the soil as my daughter stared up at me with her dreary eyes. She pulled down the slide fastener then worked off my trouser, my underdrawers soaked, my dick still hard.

Aching.

The halo worked as promise.

Kitty took a inscrutable breathing time before grabbing the hem of my shorts and tugging them down. Her dispirited middle widened as my shaft spilled out, smeared with milky cum and glistening snatch juice. It thrust up from me, pulsing with the metre of my heart. The physical manifestation of my lust for my mind-controlled daughter.

"It 's so big, dad,"she said in awe as she pulled my bagger off my groundwork, leaving me only in my socks.

She leaned in, her modest manus wrapping about it, fingers so delicate. I groaned at the incestuous inter-group communication between us. She let out a mewling moan, her breath washing over my soaked putz, my pubic whisker matted by our juices.

And then she took a yearn clout up my shaft.

Her glossa gathered the mix of our fluids, tasting pussy and cum for the first time. punk piled before her tongue. She pulled it back into her backtalk, eyes growing bright as she shuddered. She smacked her lips after swallowing.

"Wow, we taste trade good together, Daddy."

"Of course we do,"I groaned as she licked again."And we 're going to feature so much fun."

"Yes !"she cheered when she finished her second lick.

I groaned as she swirled her tongue about the Crown of my dick. She made me wiggle and groan. My middle rolled back into my head as she cleaned the tip of my peter. Then she licked at the face, lapping up our juices with such unacquainted eagerness. Her bubbly cigarette waved at me. I stared down her supple back leading to that rump.

God, she was gorgeous.

Her tongue reached my frenulum, brushing the sensitive offset of my cock 's tip. Then she swirled around the spongy, pink flesh. This time, her lip latched on, sucking hard for a moment, her cheek hollowing.

"This is a blowjob, right ?"my daughter asked before engulfing my dick again.

"Yes,"I gasped, her lips so warm about my dick."Just suck my cock and ..."I winced."Mind your teeth."My thoughts prickled."You do n't ever want to hurt pappa with your teeth."

She moaned about my cock, opening her back talk wider. She sucked on it more, sliding her mouth down my ray. Wet heaven bathed my dick. Pleasure rushed through me. I grinned at my little girl sucking my tool, her optic bursting with joy.

I grabbed her pigtails, holding them and guiding her mouth up and down my hawkshaw. My piddling kitty purred with delight. She kept shaking her articulatio coxae, almost like she wished she had a tail to wag. I groaned, my dick throbbing in the heaven of my daughter 's mouth.

Her cheeks hollowed. Her mouth sucked harder. She bobbed them up and down, her lips sliding down my diaphysis and back up it. I panted, the joy boiling through my consistence. Such exquisite heat ran through me. Such astounding pleasure.

"That 's it, Kitten,"I groaned."Love Daddy 's pecker. Such a beneficial girl."

Her tongue swirled. She moaned louder. Her mitt stroked the al-Qa'ida of my peter, fisting me as I bobbed her lip with her pigtails. raptus shot down my dig. My formal boiled as I leaned back. My hot seat creaked, the leather sticking to my back and ass.

"Fuck,"I panted."You 're such a good cock sucker, Kitten. Oh, yes, you 're making Daddy feel amazing."

She smiled around my dick, her blue heart flashing. She moaned, sucking so hard. Her paw fisted my cock faster, brushing her lips as they bobbed up and down my diaphysis. The suction reached into my glob, tugging at the cum in them.

A third orgasm in one eve. I loved the nimbus.

"Daddy 's going to flood your mouth with his jizz, and you 're going to immerse every drop curtain like a upright girl,"I panted.

She moaned.

"That 's my good girl, kitten. Mmm, pop 's going to give you so much cream."

She sucked so hard, so tidal bore. Her ass wiggling so fast, her cunny on fire. I bet her juice dribbled down her thighs. I licked my lips, my body tensing. The cum rose in my testicle, drawn to the suction of her hungry mouth.

I came.

"Yes, kitten !"

My jizz exploded into her mouth. Hot bam spurted into her. Her impertinence bulged like a cunning chipmunk. And then she swallowed my incestuous seed. My chairwoman creaked and groaned as she gulped down more and more of my cum.

The pleasure flooded through my body. superstar danced before my oculus. My hands tightened on her pigtails, keeping her from releasing my peter. My daughter swallowed all of my jizz. All my fantasy come to life.

I loved it.

"Yes !"I groaned."Oh, kitty, you 're going to suck papa 's peter all the meter. You and your sisters !"

The final exam spurt nip into her back talk, the pleasure buzzing through my body. I let go of her pigtails. She nursed at my cock, sucking toilsome, wanting more than of my cum. When she realized there 'd be no more, she popped her mouthpiece off.

"That was soooooo yummy, daddy. I loved your cream."

"I knew you would, kitty,"I panted, petting her drumhead."And I bet your cunny is all hot and fretful again."

She nodded her head.

"Want Daddy to eat your emollient ?"

Her smile grew so vivid. She nodded eagerly.

I pushed my naked girl down on the carpeted floor, spreading her second joint. Her succus coated her flesh, her vulva flush and plump, her slit still that tight flexure. Even pushing her legs far apart only parted them enough to give a hint of her garden pink bod.

With a thirsty moan, I leaned down and down my girl 's hot, virgin cunny.

"Daddy !"she squealed, bucking and grinding her catch on my licking tongue."That 's so awesome, Daddy !"

I lapped through my girl 's tight folds, brushing her virgin puss. Her hymen covered the entrance. I caressed it with my tongue. I slid up, brushing her clit, making her cramp in delight. Her refreshing succus coated my lips.

I drank them. Savored them. Her innocent spirit lingered in my oral fissure after every deglutition of her puss juices. I lapped at her Virgo cunny, dragging my spit through her folds over and over, loving how she squealed and moaned. Her pant echoed through my office.

"Daddy, yes !"she gasped."You 're licking my cunny ! And it feels sooooo unspoilt ! Is this how I made you feel ?"

"Uh-huh,"I panted between hungry clout."daddy 's going to construct you cum again before he fucks you."

"Oh, Daddy, yes ! I want that ! I 've thought of it so many times, humping my pillow !"She humped my backtalk."Ooh, yes ! Make me cum again ! I want to cum and cum and cum !"

Her budding breast hardly jiggled as she writhed. But her pigtails flew, her nous tossing back and forth. Her slender second joint tightened on my face. She smeared her hot cunny up and down my mouth as she thrashed.

My olfactory organ pressed into her pussy, breathing in her scent, as I tongued her hymen. My prick ached, still firmly, eager to pop her cherry red. To make my piffling kitten into a adult female. I licked up to her clitoris, sucking on it, making her twitch more.

font red, she moaned,"Oh, Daddy, it 's happening ! My cum ! It 's rising in me and ... Yes !"

juice squirted out of her Virgo pussy.

I drank in the flood of pleasure, watching my daughter 's flushed body writhed. She took such joy in it. Her moan echoed through the elbow room. free passion that made my peter pounding and ache. I could n't await. I had to have her.

I slid up her body, my bridge player caressing her tummy. I nipped at her right teat, loving the small nub in my mouth. It was a poop the size of her mother 's. Then I kissed her, her hot puss rubbing on my breadbasket as she tasted her juice fresh from my mouth.

She thrust her knife into me, thrashing and trembling. I wanted to keep kissing her, but I had to fuck her. I broke the buss, leaving us both heaving, and slid higher up her organic structure, my hard shaft pressing into her barely sound vulva, so flesh out with her arousal.

Our height difference made kissing out of the question. Her face pressed into my chest as she humped against my putz. Her Virgin pussy caressed it as she held me. Her fingernails bit into my backbone as she groaned.

"Fuck me, dad ! I need your cock in my cunny ! I want it so badly."

"kitten !"I groaned and thrust.

My dick pressed and pressed on her hymen. Her Virgo the Virgin flesh stretched, resisting my dick. She let out a whine of pain, her fingernails biting harder. I grit my teeth, hating hurting her, but I wanted to bury into her unmoved depths.

With a growl, I rammed my hip joint forward.

Her maidenhead stretched before me. Snapped.

I popped my eighteen-year-old daughter 's cerise. My cock slammed halfway into her virgin deepness. She squealed beneath me, bucking, her cunny clenching on my dick. I shuddered, savoring the incestuous feel of her around me as I pressed deeper, breaking in her cunt for the first time.

"Daddy !"she moaned."Oh, Daddy, you 're so thick in me !"

"I am,"I groaned."You 're all around me. God, you 're so hot, Kitten."

"And you 're so big !"Her cunny clenched harder."Oh, yes, you 're making me feel all itchy and tingly. I ca n't stop moving. I love your dick in me, daddy !"

I drew back my rosehip and slammed into her cunt. She gasped, her pussy clenching again. rubbing burned hot as I worked my shaft through her tight snatch. I struggled to commemorate if her mother, over the course of our twenty-two years of marriage ceremony, had ever been this tight. Even back when we first met.

Kitty had the stiff cunny. I reveled in the bobby pin of her eighteen-year-old snatch. Heat burned around my cock as I pumped over and over into my daughter, robbing her of her ingenuousness. Making her into a woman.

"Oh, Daddy, yes !"she squealed."I love it ! I love you so much !"

She kissed at my chest, licking and nibbling as I buried into her over and over. Every poke sent ecstasy shooting down to my chunk, a hot euphoria bringing my cum closer to a boil. I groaned, nutty thwacking into her taint as I thrust.

She squirmed beneath me, stirring her hot cunny around my shaft. Her pussy clenched when she moaned. Her thighs and sleeve held me tight. She bucked and wiggled, her lowly nipples sliding against my skin.

"dada !"she squealed over and over."Fuck me, Daddy ! Daddy !"

She could n't stop saying daddy. And every meter, my shaft throbbed in her scarce effectual cunny. I groaned, tidal bore to flood my girl 's snatch with my cum. Maybe even breed her. To works a daughter in my daughter 's cunt.

"Shit !"I groaned."You 're going to suffer pa 's sister, Kitten !"

"Oh, yes !"she howled, bucking hard.

And then her puss went gaga. Her hot cunt spasmed about my dick. She writhed beneath me, juice gushing out of her snatch. My girl came on my shaft, her hot pussy milking my peter, aegir for my incestuous seed to spawn her.

I shuddered, slamming into her depths. My middle rolled back into my drumhead. The pleasure burned so hot through my balls. Her spasming pussy sucked on my peter as I drew back. My nuts tightened, my cum boiling.

I slammed in.

"kitty !"

My cum erupted.

"Yes, yes, yes, Daddy !"she gasped."You 're cumming in me ! I made you palpate soooo awesome !"

"You did, kitty !"I groaned, delight rushing through me.

Every blow of cum shot ecstasy through my eubstance. My shaft unloaded into her while stars burst before my center. I savored my first tasting of my daughter 's scantily effectual snatch. I reveled in it as my jizz flooded her rich depths.

And I had three other girl to fuck. My own incestuous harem.

I drew back and thrust in a last time, savoring my daughter 's spasming cunny milking out the last of my cum. I lifted up on my elbows, staring down at her purge face, her budding breasts heaving as she grinned at me.

"That was the best thing ever, Daddy !"

I grinned at her."glad you liked it, kitten. And you know what we 're going to do now ?"

"brand dearest again ?"she asked, her kitty-cat clenching on my dick.

"We have to go play with your sister and her friend."I licked my back talk, picturing my blonde daughter and her dark-haired admirer writhing in lesbian passion."pa has to love all his short girls."

"Yes, Daddy,"she beamed at me.

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St. James Maxwell groaned as he slammed into Mindy 's tight depths, enjoying his eighteen-year-old daughter 's pussy wrapped about his prick. He pumped away, her rung breasts jiggling. He savored his instant barely sound pussy of the nighttime. His secondment daughter.

He did n't need Viagra to get it up so fast after fucking Cindy. Not with two sexy twins.

"Mmm, now lick me clean,"Cindy moaned, lowering her cum-filled kitty-cat to her twin sister 's mouth.

"Yes,"Mindy gasped, her cunt tightening on Saint James 's thrusting cock.

"Thank you, Godhead,"groaned Jesse James, glancing at the computer proctor where the new God climbed off his newly deflowered daughter and led her by the paw out of the room."Thank you !"

To be continued ...