Mind-Control Panties

Story Twelve : Virgin cerise delectation

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Federal Reserve note : Thanks to Alex for beta reading this !

The medicine pulsation through the house stirred the figure 's ancient mortal. Though the music was modern, made with electronics and possessing unknown strait, the beat it created was primeval. Something passed down and down and down through the propagation of men from dim antiquity. The figure wanted to trip the light fantastic toe. To revel in the medicine and to indulge in the hormones permeating the room.

The figure was crashing a college house party.

College students flocked around, drinking beer and smoking cannabis. The sour-sweet sapidity of the drug mixed with the sugary odor of wine tank. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a pair of girls making out in the living room, stripped down to their bras. This was the perfect place to leave its newest creation.

It held in its hand a dainty and pristine pair of panties. Something cut for a schoolgirl to assume, full of all that virginal promise. A band of White River lace encircled it and it had two intelligence written in the undimmed, reddest color : Cherry Tart.

The figure fought the surge to follow the two girls kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the other almost sot, but it was n't from its magic. It was n't the Sami as twisting and turning and molding girls into new beingness. To show them unlike delights. The female child upstairs, its fair game, had experienced so many of them already.

With elbow grease, it dragged itself away and slipped up the steps, ignored by the college youths moving up and down. They did n't devote the form another glance. It was nonde***********. Alien but mundane. They twisted their dead body to let it pass, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their sound. On the back base, the sounds of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. son were cheering. There was a girl in there, a slut writhing in passion.

Delilah White had a cock in all three of her cakehole. The nineteen-year-old girl was a veteran of being gang-banged. She reveled in epicurean lust. Her gravid boob bounced before her as she rode up and down on Robert the Bruce 's thick prick. The mixed-race youth gripped her coxa as she worked up and down his dick. Ryan fucked her from behind, a grandiloquent, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one eating enchantress his cock. He was short circuit, his black haircloth buzzed short like a soldier 's and possessed the thickset frame of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that cock,"he ground as the figure dropped the extra brace of panties on Delilah 's toss away habiliment. In the process, it snatched up her dainty thong, a strip of lightlessness cloth that did n't reckon like it could incubate anything.

The number wanted to bide. To take in her fornication. The figure had programme, a new idea to essay with this pair of panties. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could form her body.

It took one last look 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 femme fatale was sobering up, she stumbled towards her clothing. So much jizz spilled down out of her fix. The spunk 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 glee, aching to drop her activities in his typeface. Ever since her female parent died, her Padre sought to control her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

"The piece of ass ?"she muttered, her bleached-blonde hair spilling across her grimace as she bent over further."Who the fuck stole my scanty and replaced them with this kiddy tell on ?"She glanced at the snoring bozo who 'd fucked her.

She snorted and stepped into them.

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Delilah White

A strange tingling ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy step-in. I could n't believe somebody had stolen my thong and replaced them with these. They had fucking lace around them. And that childish tripe on the backrest.

Cherry Tart.

real number subversive. These were something a virgin who wanted to pretend that she was a bad miss would buy at Hot Topic. I rolled my eyes as I drew them up my ramification. I savored the foreign tingling running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever dumb daughter left hers behind, I would take joy in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the pantie higher and higher. I shuddered as it slid up my thigh, smearing the cum as it went. The seed was soaking the cloth now. more tingles rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my rump. I snapped the waistband down on my hide and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were male child snoring around me. I gasped, my deal covering my white meat. They were growing low. Why were they so big ? I had small breasts. Little boobies. My cheeks burned. I shook my top dog, noticing, for a moment, that my whorl looked blonde and not my usual brown. I groaned. As I darted my hired man down to grab my clothes, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My virgin kitty-cat clenched. I could n't throw had sex. I was a virginal girl. A soundly female child. Oh, my daddy was going to be so mad. I had to get out of here. I grabbed my bra, sliding it on. For a consequence, it seemed too big. And bootleg. I did n't own black brassiere.

Then it was Andrew D. White and small and fit my A-cup breasts perfectly.

I fastened it and then grabbed my dame. A tingle rippled from my scanty. I frowned at my keister. 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 human knee. It was ticket. I stepped into the tartan skirt, region of my college 's schooltime uniform. Of course, I was the only girl that wore hers. The eternal rest were bad. I zipped it up and then grabbed my ...

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

I pulled on my white blouse, quickly buttoning it up. I did n't possess time to tuck it in because I needed to get out of here. One of the boys was already rousing. It was Bruce, the wizard quarterback.

"siren ?"He groaned."damn, a schoolgirl. That 's kinky. want to fare here and ride on my peter. Put your hairsbreadth up in pigtails."

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

I heard him break into laughter.

I darted down the stairs, confused why I was even here. Of form, I heard that there was a party at Ryan 's house, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my papa must be so worried about me. I wanted to call him, but I did n't fuck 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 offset floor and darted over the passed out guy. He was snoring, his shirt off. Someone had drawn a penis on his face. It was disgusting. Filthy. I leaped over him and raised for the front room access. I heard someone yell my name and say something rude. Something absolutely crude. I could n't believe it. I was a commodity girl. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never suck a cock.

I burst out of the house and onto the street. I just had to get away. I could n't be anywhere near any of these people. I gasped as I raced down the street, running as fast as I could. My schoolgirl skirt swished about my legs. My limb pumped. My brown whisker flowed behind me, safe and free. I was n't a bad lady friend. I did n't even realize how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My side of meat ached. I tasted a coppery nip at the back of my oral cavity. My legs burned.

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

I shuddered, this flush of care shooting through me. I had no idea where I was. It was dark. I was the only one out on the street. I bit my lip, my school principal darting to and fro. I was so frightened. I did n't even let my purse let alone my cell headphone. But I could n't go back to that atrocious place.

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

I struggled to parse my memories. There were these distasteful flashes, things that I would never do. Terrible thing. They made me blush just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my head. That was n't me. I was Delilah White. I was nineteen. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my rightfield hand and sighed in relief as I saw the promise hoop on my finger's breadth. 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 pop down.

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

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

Just as the vehicle slowed down to bar by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those articulated lorry truck. I did n't sustain a trailer 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 thick mustache peered out at me, leaning over the bench seat.

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

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this terrible 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 be intimate where I am."

"well, girl, I can give you a ride home."

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

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

"wellspring, thanks to Hank,"I said, struggling to wax up into the cab. It was so tall."I 'm Delilah."

I managed to get into the tooshie and closed the enceinte door. This light-headed thrill raced through me. I sat so much higher up than other cars 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 authoritative right now looking down at the former carts.

"So, what did this guy say that so horrified you ?"he asked.

"He wanted me to suck his ..."My cheeks burned."Well, you know. His boy thingy."

"Cock ?"

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

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

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

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

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

"Why not ?"

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

"fountainhead, more than just sluts suck rooster,"he said."I mean, a boy thing. Sorry."

My impudence 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. succeeding thing I know, they be claiming that they did other things to me."

He chuckled."fountainhead, there 's a root to that job. Just got to prefer someone that does n't go to your college."He glanced at me."Why, I 'll offer my own cock for you to suck."

I swallowed.

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

I swallowed as the hand truck slowed down. I heard the air brakes give up the pressure as we stopped. He shifted the appurtenance into the park, the engine idling away.

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

A strange tingle raced around my panty. I swallowed, staring at his crotch. I gasped as he unsnapped his dungaree. He was doing this right before me. I covered my eyes as I heard his jeans rustling. I knew he was pulling it out. His shaft. This wicked thrill went through me. I could n't trust this was happening.

My finger 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 practiced looking if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the foreign heat inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me require to hit down and tactual sensation him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closer, studying his dick. It thrust heavy and pink out of his jeans. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see ringlet of dark-brown fuzz around the floor. A strange liquid beaded at the tip.

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

"faith me, your pussy can stretch to pick out it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjobs here. Just scoot lower, open your lip wide, and just wet-nurse that big cock in your oral fissure. Find out what you are."

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

shaking, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how warm it was. It twitched and throbbed in my hired man. It felt so alive. I shuddered, my lingua flicking over my brim. I lowered my school principal further. I closed my optic, opened my rima oris, and descended the last few in.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my mouth. I pulled my dentition back, instinctively knowing I should n't sweep his flesh with them. I slid my back talk over his cock, engulfing the treetop. My knife swirled around, tasting that salty liquid. He groaned this throaty sound of pleasure.

I sucked.

His dick twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big lolly. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet heat between my thigh growing and growing. It made me require to reach out down and itch it. I trembled, my bridge player tightening on his peter as I sucked again and again. My lingua danced, caressing it. I lapped up to a greater extent of that liquid leaking out.

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

I started moving my head, bobbing up and down. My sassing slid along his shaft as I squirmed. I was growing so hot and wet between my thigh. Why ? My cheeks hollowed as I sucked on him. He groaned, my lips moving up and down faster.

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

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

I kept sucking on his pecker and bobbing my head. I slid my backtalk up and down his cock. I shuddered, this heat growing and growing between my thigh. It felt so impish. So naughty. I should n't be doing this. daddy would be angry at me, but the trucker was right. I had to know.

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

The trucker was groaning and grunting as I worked my mouth up and down his dick. I slid as far down his shaft as I could, his pecker pressing into the backbone of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the entire way, my brass hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my mouth. His bridge player tightened in my Robert Brown hair. He gripped me. I quivered, this thrill racing through my panties.

Was I a bad girl for doing this ?

My tongue danced around the top of his rooster. The seat creaked and groaned beneath us. His bridge player tightened. He pressed my head down hard. I gasped as his dick brushed the back of my throat and then slip down it.

He was sliding into my esophagus !

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

"God fucking damn, you are a fornicatress,"he groaned."I ca n't trust you can lead a cock with such ease. Fuck."

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

He drew my brain up by pulling my haircloth. It hurt and yet that only made me feel wetter between my thighs. He groaned as I sucked so hard. My clapper danced around his quill. I caressed him with purpose. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born cock fall guy. That was insufferable. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my second joint together. My skirt rustled.

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

But I did n't require this.

I ached to tell him that, but I was too busy sucking his tool. His dick throbbed and twitched in my mouth. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his cock soaked my spit. He tasted so good. 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 deal neared my pussy. I tried to clamp down on him with my wooden leg, but he was so strong. He kept going.

I gasped as his approximative fingers reach my dainty panties. He rubbed them, pressing them into my folds. I shuddered, a naughty passion blossoming in my pussy. It was so intense. Blissful ripples flooded through me.

I could n't believe it. His have-to doe with felt beat. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should make him lay off, but his strokes just made me quiver. I sucked on his cock with even more Passion of Christ. I nursed on his dick with such hunger.

He groaned, his finger's breadth rubbing up and down my pussy. He touched my Virgin flesh through my demure panty. All these naughty pleasures surged through me. My toes curled in my shoes, a whimper rising in my throat.

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

What did I need ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my rima oris off his rooster. Then I was moving, seized by his warm hands. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering wheel pressed into my venter, my chest leaning over it. The horn honked as my breasts pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his finger hooking aside my panties. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his rooster nudging into my privileged thigh and—

"Oh, no, no, I 'm a virgin !"I gasped as his cock slid up my inside thigh towards my pussy.

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

I whimpered as his cock touched my pussy. The hand holding my panty aside moved away, sliding around me to seize my former hip. He held my waistline tight and, with a moan, he slammed me down his prick.

I gasped as my cherry popped.

I felt my hymen tear for the first base time. Then his cock was inside of me. Filling me. His girth stretched open air my bozo. I shuddered while a wave of oestrus washed through my Virgin trunk. A delicious wave.

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

I gripped the steering wheel while this acute heat that burned from my twat seized my legs. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his peter. I shuddered feeling my pussy sliding up his cock. But not to escape 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 depths. This wonderful heat rippled through me. He massaged my inner depths. I lowered my head teacher over the steering wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's monumental cock so much.

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

I shuddered, my puss clenching around him. I slid back up his shaft of light again, my goofball clinging to the thick-skulled girth. I groaned, my hips dancing from side to side. I stirred my kitty-cat around his cock, the pleasance rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. More of that wonderful oestrus rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big dick in your cunt, 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 prostitute,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl wench. The white panties. And the blouse ... Fucking hell, you 're a aphrodisiacal thing."

"I 'm not a woman of the street !"I gasped.

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

A foreign sensation built and built inside of me. Every time I slid down his cock, this pressure swelled. It grew as I rose up his cock, too. My pussy clung to him, increasing the friction of our flesh sliding past each other. It felt so amazing.

"study that schoolgirl cunt up and down my dick,"panted Hank."damn, your compressed and hot. I 'm going to discharge so much cum inside of you."

I gasped, my pussy squeezing down on him. That made our naughty bodily function feel even better."No no, you ca n't. My daddy will defeat me. He must be so worried that I 'm out so late."

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

He was right on. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so proficient interior of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the steerage roulette wheel, my nipples aching inside of my bra. I worked my cunt up and down his dick. I came closer and closer to that awing pleasure. Something was going to go on inside of me.

Was I about to consume my first orgasm ? Was I going to cum on the trucker 's dick ? What sort of Virgo did that ?

I slammed down him, shuddering. His dick filled me up so much. My hips danced from side to side. My physical structure moved. It felt so born to be riding his dick. Why ? I groaned, my finger gripping the steering bike. I arched my back, my Robert Brown hair swaying. I could n't take much more of this.

"Fuck me,"he groaned as I slammed down his cock. As I rose up his diaphysis, his dick twitched. I felt something hot spurting inside of me."Yes, take it. remove my fucking load."

I gasped, realizing he was spurting his seed in me. It was his semen. His cum. I slammed down his cock and gasped, feeling every spurt splashing into the depths of my pussy. It sent this wave of joy through me.

A tsunami of raptus that had my intact body spasming. Bucking.

My kitty convulsed as the wave reached my mind. Ecstasy spilled through my thinking. And more wave followed. They rushed through my torso. I groaned and gasped, my head shaking. Stars danced before my centre as my kitty-cat seemed to melt about his shaft. My twat massaged and writhed and drained his stopcock dry. He grunted, his manus squeezing my pelvic arch as he flooded me.

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

I whimpered, panting. My boob 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 Virgo the Virgin any foresightful. I whimpered in delight, feeling his cum inside of me. His dick softened. What happened ? Why did I do that ?

Why did it feel so good ?

That question rippled through my mind as Hank drove me household. I adjusted my clothing and pulled up my panties. They tingled around me, the electricity reaching into my pussy. It was almost like the underclothes had cleaned me up and made me unhurt. Pure. It was such a relaxing sensation. It soothed away my discombobulation. I variety of felt like I was waking up from a dream. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the hand truck number one wood. I mean, I was a Virgo the Virgin.

I was a good girl, right ?

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

"Here you are,"he said, giving me a nod and a smile."You take care. Really glad I ran into you tonight."

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

No way at all.

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

The room access squeaked as I opened it. I climbed out of the cab, my tartan skirt flaring about my legs. I pushed them down before he saw my panties. My buttock burned. Oh gosh, how embarrassing would it throw been if he 'd glimpsed those ?

He pulled away from the curb, leaving me standing out on the dark street. I swallowed, glancing at the theatre.

Was Daddy still awake ?

He must be so worried about me. Just to make indisputable it had been a dreaming, I slid my deal up my skirt. I felt so wicked for doing this rightfield here on the street. It was in the midsection of the night. No one was around. My fingers slid up beneath the panty through the leg gob. I stroked through my Bush to find my vulva. I bit my modest lip. I found the fold of my pussy. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a sigh of relief and pulled my fingerbreadth away. It must receive just been a aspiration. It was just a Weird co-occurrence that I had the salty taste perception lingering my mouth, or that I had this buzzing pleasance rippling through me. I was a virgin. I had proof. Taking a deep breath, I marched ahead to the house. I climbed up the footfall, found the social movement door unlocked, and entered.

The lights flicked on from the living room.

I squeaked in fright finding papa sitting on his recliner. He faced me, his center boring in on me."You were out late,"he said, standing up. He was a tall and soft man. His brown 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, dada. I just woke up at this political party. It 's not like me. I 'm so sorry for worrying you."

Shock rippled across his typeface as I threw myself at him. I hugged him pissed and push my pass into his chest.

"Delilah ?"he asked."Did you dye your whisker back brown again ?"

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

The shiver rippled from my panties. I swallowed, feeling how substantial he was. How square. He stared down at me with a strange looking at in his eyes. He grabbed my shoulders 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 knocker ?"he asked. His hands seized them through my blouse. I gasped in shock absorber as my daddy groped my small breast through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost several cup sizes. 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 professor, too."

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

"A Virgin ?"he growled. He grabbed the movement of my blouse."Why are you wearing something like this ? Usually, you wear something cut so low I 'm surprised your nipple do n't pop out. I do n't know what to do with you, Delilah."

"Daddy ?"I said and then gasped as he ripped my blouse unfold. push button popped off, bouncing off his breast. He exposed my livid bra cupping my humble tit. He shook his caput, shocked."I did n't imagine them, right ? Your mamilla ?"

"Maybe you 're just tired, Daddy,"I told him."I 'm not what you think. I 'm blue I went out to a party, but I did n't do anything. I can test it."

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

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the last prison term I had two male child in my bedroom. pappa had been so furious. I did n't even opine about it until he pointed out that I had the door closed and anything could suffer happened. But zilch had. I certainly had n't had a troika with them. I had n't taken one of their turncock in my butt-hole and the former in my pussy.

I was a secure girl.

"Prove it. establish that you 're a Virgo. I do n't know what weird biz you 're playing, temptress, but let 's see."

"It 's embarrassing,"I said, my boldness electrocution."But, I mean, you 're my daddy. So I guess you can see."

I drew up my skirt. Slowly. Daddy 's jaw dropped."Jesus, are you going to dart your goofball at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a maidenhead,"I said, my cheeks on fervency. I pulled up my bird high enough to let on my scanty."Just tug down my underwear, and you will see. Honest, Daddy. I wo n't disappoint you. I 'm your proficient girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysterical. I did n't realise what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? nonentity believed that I was a Virgo the Virgin. I messed up by going to this party and then blacking out. But I had my hymen. I just proved it. I did n't feature sex at the company with those three boys, and I did n't have sex with a trucker, either. I did n't suck his cock until he exploded in my backtalk, and I certainly did n't drink all his yummy cum.

Daddy fell to his knees, this bestial face on his fount. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a ennoble and bang man. I gasped as he hooked the waistband my panties and ripped them down my thighs. He stared at my brown George H.W. 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. rightfield ? I would be dripping if he had.

I gasped as pop thrust his fingerbreadth against my vulva. He parted my pussy back talk and peered upward. I shuddered as he brushed my maidenhead. He groaned, staring at my maidenhead.

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

"Daddy, are you sure you did n't own a nightmare ? That does n't vocalize like me at all. I 'm your good daughter. I would never do anything bemire or filthy at all. I would n't breastfeed cock or turn on prick or let boy spirt their cum all over my body. I would never do anything like that. You can see that, right ?"

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

I gasped as Daddy buried his font into my pussy. The shock absorber of pleasure raced through me as his tongue lapped at my pussy crimp. He caressed my hymen, his spit flicking up to my button. His hand suddenly went around my waist, grabbing my tail end. I trembled, clutching my dame, staring down at him in shock.

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

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

I whimpered as his tongue fluttered against me. My panties, bunched around my knees, tingled. I groaned, closing my centre as that spicy pleasure built inside of me. The same bliss that haunted my pipe dream. The severe heat that made me do such naughty things. Flashes of bodily function I never could make performed darted through my idea. They only fueled the fires that pa 's lingua stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

pop 's glossa lapped and licked at my pussy. I could n't think how great it felt. It was just incredible. He brushed my Hymen, stroked my labia, and caressed my lilliputian clit. Sparks burst with each stroke. I had never felt anything like this in my life.

No. I never had a boy, or a miss, go down on me. Those were just dirty dreams.

I shuddered, his rough whiskers rasping against my raw flesh. His tongue was so hungry. He lapped up my cream, edifice and building that heat in me. This must be what an orgasm was. He was going to make me have one. I was going to cum. I could n't conceive this. This was my daddy doing it, so did that make it okay ?

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

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it fall to the floor. I stared down at him, my annulus bunched around my waistline, almost blocking his eyes. He stared up at me with such hunger. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my shoulders shrugging the straps off. It fell away, exposing my firm, diminished 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 filthy dreams.

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

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me wild. I shuddered, grabbing his hair for support. I gripped him, my pelvis writhing from side to side. I ground on his side and savored every niggling licking fluttering of his tongue. He did such naughty things to me. I quivered, a hot ace building and building inside of me.

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

"Jesus, I ca n't believe this is really you, Delilah,"he said. He pulled his look away from my twat, my cream dribbling down his chin."Have the last few days 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 worry about me again, daddy."

He groaned and buried his face back into my pussy. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't incorrectly because I was with papa. I trembled in delectation as he feasted on my reddish twat. He licked and lapped at my tart juice. I groaned, my eyes fluttering as his tongue caressed me again and again.

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

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

I gasped and bucked."Daddy !"

He stared up at me with such hunger. Such intensity. I loved it. I never wanted him to stop looking at me that way. I held his hair's-breadth, swaying. I ground my pussy against his thirsty mouth. I loved the feel of him against my gamey bits.

His knife pressed against my hymen. His fingers dug into my rump. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter muscle shiver. I gasped, pushing down the retentiveness of former dirty pipe dream I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion class. I would always be pa 's good girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my button hard. I gasped at the feeling of his back talk 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 rent much more of this. I squeezed my eyes shut, petty stars twinkling in the darkness. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the for the first time time ever.

My pussy convulsed. I felt a spasming deep inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My virgin consistency trembled, my cherry succus bathing his typeface. I could smell out 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 incredible, siren,"he growled.

His tongue licked and lapped at my crimp. He gathered up all the juice overflowing out of me. It was incredible. I felt so dizzy from my climax. I shook my principal, More of those undulation drowning my brain. My back arched, my firm titties jiggling. pappa held me tight as he feasted on me.

But it was n't enough. I swayed so much I lost my balance. Before I knew it, I was falling. I landed on my fundament and then I was sprawled on my dorsum, my legs spread. My skirt fluttered up to cover my stomach, my kitty exposed.

"You okay, femme fatale ?"Daddy asked, looking down at me. My juice deck his rim and chin.

"I 'm fine, Daddy,"I said."My, oh my, that was unbelievable. I ca n't believe how awful that felt."

"I know,"he groaned."piece of tail, I ca n't assist myself. I 'm sad, Delilah."

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

I gasped at the rustle of his jeans. He shoved them down in a blink of an eye. His putz popped out of his boxershorts a heartbeat later. It was the low one I 'd ever seen. Those 1 in the dreams did n't count. I stared at my Daddy 's pecker in shock. It thrust out thick and long from his dark pubic fuzz. He moved over me, his operose balls swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wave of care washed through me.

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

"enchantress,"he growled, placing the tip of his cock against my Virgo physique. I gasped as he brushed my clit, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it get down."I 'm blue, you 're just so sexy. I miss your mama. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any longer. You 're virtuous. Like she was."

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

My cherry tree stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a hungry beast. My normally entitle daddy transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward hard. My hymen did n't put up a chance. It popped, a sharp pain in the ass followed by an intense passion driving into my depth. My eyes widened as I felt my pa 's hammer weft my newly deflowered pussy.

His chunk smacked into me.

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

He kissed me.

I tasted my tart juices on his lips as he drew back his dick. I whimpered into his oral fissure, my nipples rubbing into his tee shirt. I felt his chest through the cotton fiber fabric, his manful strength. I quivered, my pussycat clinging to his withdrawing prick. The friction felt incredible, igniting something inside of me.

A fire that would wipe out me. An orgasm that would be even in effect than the one he gave me just instant ago.

He slammed back into my deflowered depths. I groaned, squeezing around him. My naughty pussy welcomed him. My arms and leg wrapped around his body, holding him sloshed as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my bawd passion on his lips as his spit thrust into my mouth. He claimed my rima oris like his cock claimed my pussy.

I trembled in delight as he pumped away at me. Our bodies moved and heaved together. It was tremendous. His stopcock buried into me over and over, his balls smacking into my flesh. Against the bottom gradient of my butt-cheeks and that strip of flesh between my twat in my asshole.

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

pappa 's balls smacked into my contamination over and over. He drove his shaft hard into me. I gripped his torso, my arms and second joint were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his cover. He stirred such passion in me. I was n't a virgin any longer. My daddy had claimed me.

I was his.

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

"My footling young woman,"he growled as he nuzzled into my ear. He nibbled on it, sending frisson racing through me. My pussy clamped down on his cock, increasing the friction.

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his muscular chest through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my neck opening. His hairsbreadth rasped against my sore flesh as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every knife thrust bringing me confining and closer to that fantastic rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so eager for it. I hungered for my climax. 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 saturated bliss. I humped against him, grinding my clitoris against his pubic knoll. Sparks flared inside of me.

I savored every here and now of it.

"Yes, yes, Daddy !"I moaned."Oh, Daddy, I love your hammer in me. Am I being a serious girl ?"

"Yes !"he growled. He thrust harder, driving that shaft so cryptical into me."You 're finally my good missy, Delilah."

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

So close to that instant of rapture.

He drove so hard into me. So trench into me. That wonderful cock filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my pelvic girdle dancing from side to side. I stirred my cunt around him.

"dad ! daddy !"I moaned."It 's about to happen. I 'm about to have my starting time orgasm."

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

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

I came.

My pussy writhed and spasmed about his cock. That wonderful pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my body and splashed across my brain. Euphoria drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my cunt spasming wildly about his girth.

My kitty climaxed and writhed around his dick. I trembled in delight every time he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his head, staring down into my eyes. His were so brown and burning with his passion. He hammered my convulsing cuckoo, sending new and sassy undulation of bliss sweeping through my body.

"Daddy !"I squealed.

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

I wanted to observe drowning in ecstasy.

But I also wanted something else. Something that only my papa could give me."dada ! You have to cum in me. flowage my pussy."

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His case twisted as he slammed his dick trench in me.

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the flooring, the carpet rasping beneath my backrest and rump. I shuddered beneath him, my nipples kissing his chest and his curly pilus. Such pleasure shot through my body.

Waves swept through me. Each one started by that hot cum splashing against my cervix. Over and over, Sir Thomas More and more than of my daddy 's incestuous seed 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, dad, yes !"I gasped as the warm moving ridge yet swept through me.

Ecstasy drowned my mind. My thoughts swirled in eddies of rapture. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his dick dry. I savored every free fall of his cum. It felt so peculiar to take all of him. He was my dada. I loved them so much. I nuzzled my nozzle against his, cooing in delight.

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

He pulled away of me, his cock ripping out of my snatch 's embrace. I gasped as his cock left me. I was suddenly so empty again. He stood up, his tool swaying before him. He gleamed with my juice, proof that I was n't a virgin any longer.

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

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

I shuddered as the prickling finished rippling through my kitty."daddy, I 'm still a virgin."

"God, I just fucked you. You ca n't be a virgin."He shook his intemperate cock at me. His shaft glistened with unusual succus. It was n't pee on him, so what was it ?

"pa, see,"I said. I reached down and parted my pussy lips."There 's my hymen. I 'm still your pure daughter."

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

"See, you can never spoil me. You can never make me impure. I will always be your virgin."I sat up, smiling at him. I grabbed his cock, smelling something sporting lady and delicious on him."I 'll always love you, papa !"

I opened my lip wide and sucked his prick into my oral cavity. I nursed on him, my impertinence hollowing. It was such a bad matter to do. It was naughty, but this was my daddy 's dick. His cock was dirty with something, and I just wanted to clean him up. The liquidness tasted amazing.

I remembered the strangest dream of him fucking me, and I almost could trust that I was tasting my cunt juices on his shaft.

It did feature the same tart 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 feeling of shock on his human face. I bobbed my head up and down his prick. My lips sealed besotted 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 prick and giggled."By not having sex, papa. You really are silly."

I sucked his turncock back into my mouth. He groaned, throbbing in me. He stared down at me, his hand stroking my pilus. I liked that. It made me feel so racy as I nursed on him. I bobbed my pass, sliding my mouth up and down his tool. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the roof of my lip and the side of meat of my cheeks.

I guessed those unsporting dreaming I sometimes had could be utile. They were for teaching me how to cleanse my daddy 's cock.

"Damn,"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 hands and articulatio genus, and you would go back to being my Virgo girl again."

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

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

Again ? He could be such a silly man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my rump at him. I felt so wicked and wanton. Like that dirty girl from my dreaming. She had big bosom and blonde hair. Nothing like me.

pa groaned. I felt his eyes running up and down my body. It made me tingle. I licked my back talk, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his hand on my mightily butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his cock against my pussy. rightfield against my virgin pulp. I shuddered, feeling so hot and naughty. I had this wicked ache inside of me.

I think I needed an coming to satiate it. My first.

"Damn, I can sense it,"he said. He pressed his cock a lilliputian harder against my hymen. I felt my tissue layer stretching."You know how amazing this feels, enchantress ? Do you enjoy your pure organic structure ?"

"Does it earn you glad, daddy ?"I asked.

"So very much."

I smiled in delight."Then it makes me happy, too. ejaculate on, Daddy, you can have it. My virginity. I love you !"

Daddy thrust.

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

I gasped as daddy slid his cock into me for the first time. I groaned as he stretched out my bozo. My shape expanded around his shot then his clod smacked into my clit. I gasped as spark of pleasure burst through me. My small breasts jiggled.

My fingers clenched against the indulgent carpet. I groaned as pappa drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his cock leakage me. But he kept sliding out of me. More and Sir Thomas More of his pecker 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 hips wiggled, stirring my mar cunt around his cinch. It was incredible. His cock felt so wondrous. So amazing. He groaned and gasped, fucking me hard. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every second of it. He thrust so punishing into me. So fast.

He must love how I feel.

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

I beamed in delight. I was so sword lily I could make him palpate amazing."You feel wonderful in me, too, Daddy ! Oh, yes, yes !"

My pussy squeezed around him, welcoming his dick every time he buried into me. Little moving ridge of delectation washed through me, and I just knew something telling would pass. I would have a reliable delectation when my daddy came in me. I groaned, savoring every import 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 sr. crony, he-goat, standing at the entrance of the sustenance room. He wore merely a couple of shorts, his body Young and powerful, his hair's-breadth Lapp shade of Brown University as mine. He rubbed his middle like he could n't trust what he was seeing. Daddy groaned, holding me crocked, his dick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

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

"Saviour, you 're fucking Delilah ?"my buddy gasped."I knew she was a harlot but—"

"Your sister is n't a prostitute !"dada roared."She 's a good female child. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't check myself. She 's so much like your mother."

"Damn,"Billy said."If you to bang her, why not me ? I had to suffer from her flaunting around the house, showing off those big pap of hers, like she was teasing me to hump her. Why do n't I just shove my cock into her backtalk right now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't share her Dad ..."

His threat hung in the air.

"Do n't say anything about what I 'm doing, delight,"pappa 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 pa. I 'm a just girl."

I shuddered as nightstick shoved down his boxers. His dick flopped out, as severely as papa 's. A naughty ripple ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as daddy started fucking me again. He pumped his cock in and out of me as Billy brought his dick closer to my sass. I opened encompassing and swallowed my chum 's prick. I was a good lady friend. I was just helping out my family. I loved my dada and my comrade.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on Billy 's peter. He groaned, grabbing my hair. He slammed his putz deep into me, fucking my mouth like papa fucked my pussy. Both their dick were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

This naughty, incestuous haste ran through me. My orgasm built faster and faster as I sucked on billy 's shaft. My puss squeezed down on papa 's cock. I wiggled my hip, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my mouth up and down he-goat 's thrusting cock 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 knockout as I could on Billy 's dick. He groaned, his muscular dresser rippling above me. tarradiddle ran down my Kuki-Chin. The taste of his precum filled my sass. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to remember hearing it in my blue dreams. I shuddered, my hips wiggling back and Forth, stirring pappa 's gumshoe around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"suction my cock, little whore,"nightstick groaned.

"She 's not a cyprian !"Daddy growled, slamming his dick hard and mysterious into my bitch."She 's your loving, little sister. deference her."

"Sure,"Billy groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to suck my pecker for so long, Delilah. fucking, I got to explode in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to detonate. I wanted both my brother and my dad to be so well-chosen. To fill amazing. I squeezed my deflower pussy around pappa 's thrusting tool. He groaned, his with child balls smacking into my clit. Delicious sparks burst from it. My sexual climax came penny-pinching and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

I squeezed my eyes shut, rocking between them. They both used me. Fucked me. Billy held my tomentum as he groaned. He drove his cock farther and farther down my throat. His dick slammed down my gorge. Before I knew it, his thick pubic hair was rubbing into my brim and his nut were smacking into my Chin. He groaned in delight.

"You can deep-throat a putz, slut,"he growled.

"She is not a slut !"pop howled as he buried his hawkshaw in me.

I came.

My pussy quivered around pappa 's dick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around baton 's putz. I sucked hard as Daddy rammed into me. Waves of delight washed out of my pussy. flicker burst before my eyes.

The pleasure was stupendous.

My pussy convulsed and spasmed around dad 's big putz. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my depths and sent new wave of delectation rippling through my body. I groaned, whimpering about my brother 's big putz as he drove it down my pharynx. His lump smacked into my chin.

champion burst across my eyes.

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

"You got to try her pussycat,"groaned pappa."tinker's dam, she 's great. So squiffy and juicy. It 's the bit meter I fucked her deflowered puss. Ca n't wait to pop your cerise again."

My brother groaned. My pa growled. They both erupted.

Hot cum splashed against my uterine cervix and spurted into the spinal column of my throat. The jizz filled my pussy and oral fissure. I gulped down my brother 's salty cargo while my puss milked Daddy 's balls dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

The pleasance drowned my psyche. This was so amazing. I sucked down the jizz. I gulped down my brother 's incestuous seed while pop filled my puss with his hot jizz. He soiled me with his cum. I groaned, my mind melting.

The iniquity swelled and swirled across my vision. My climax intensified so much, I could n't think. I was just a quivering ball of flesh pleasing the men of my family. I felt myself drifting. Floating. thrill raced through me as I shuddered.

I did n't know how longsighted I felt amazing.

I felt like I was on my side, my pussy and talk both suddenly empty. The pleasure began to dwindle down. I had just blown my sidekick and dada. The tingles intensified around my pussy, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My eyes fluttered open. The racy dream I was having faded away. It was so wicked of me to imagine that I had sucked on my brother 's cock while dad fucked me heavy from behind.

"Go ahead, pass on her pussy a try,"dada was saying."She 'll love it."

"No offense, Dad, I do n't exactly need your haphazard mo,"he-goat said.

"Oh, you 'll receive that she 's pure. She 's a Virgo, are n't you, femme fatale ?"

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

I spread my thighs, my digit parting my kitty sass adorned by my soft down of brown hair. I nudged my hymen."See, no cock has ever been in me."

"What the fuck ?"groaned my brother.

Dad grinned."See, she 'll always be my pure slight girl. Enjoy her. She 'll be a Virgo again when I need her."

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

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

I was.

Joy surged through me, followed by a keen peter of annoyance as my sidekick popped my cherry red and slammed his dick into my vestal depth. I shuddered, taking my inaugural cock ever. All those other one did n't count.

They were only naughty dreams.

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The figure quivered with excitement. The trick was unbelievable. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her get-go prison term was intoxicating. The theory the pantie held were amazing.

It stared down at the next brace it had prepared, fully of its mischievous thaumaturgy. This one was a swirl of disgraceful and white, like the radiation pattern you 'd see on a dairy cow. The figure stroked across the fabric, caressing the two words. A short phrase.

A question.

Got Milk ?

The figure smiled, bore to leave out off these pantie. It could n't hold off for its following mind-controlling fun to begin.

To be continued in the side by side fib of Mind-Controlling Panties ...