Daddy 's Mind-Controlled Daughters
A history of the Institute of Apotheosis inquiry
Chapter One : Virgin Controlled by Her pop
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

government note : Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this !

Deidre Icke, President of the Institute of Apotheosis Research, marched through the Asaph Hall of her business office building, the florescent Inner Light flickering, the walls painted a mellow beige. At a first glance, it could pass for any office edifice in America. But Deidre knew differently. From here, the universe would change. She 'd follow in the footstep of her mentor, Dr. Henry Blavatsky, and ascertain the awakening of mankind would happen.

That the gods would return, created by applied science. Beings determined through séance and speculation, then delivered the enceinte conception of human history : the halo.

She opened a doorway labeled : scyring.

A shudder ran through her, curious to learn what the tierce God would learn humans. The lesson of the second still had her consistency tingling, her eighteen-year-old son 's cum running out of her pussy and dribbling down her thigh from beneath her skirt. In her rush to see who the side by side discipline was, she 'd draw a blank to put on her panties.

"Hello, Ms. Icke,"Mindy and Cindy chorused together, the twin eighteen-year-olds sitting at the séance mesa, a watch crystal ball between them. The black-haired girl held each other 's hands, their center still dazed from their channeling of Alicia Pearl Bailey 's spirit. Through the wife of Deidre 's mentor and co-founder of the Institute, they learned who to impart the dozen halos to.

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

"Deidre,"James said, an affable man in his early forties, haircloth as shadow as his two daughters."Here is content 3."

A Facebook profile filled the computer screen of a man of King James 's age, his whisker sandy-blond. His visibility picture had him standing smiling with his arm around a pretty brunet, also in her forty and looking in great shape for a womanhood of her age. Deidre ignored the char, studying the man, his drear oculus bright in the photo.

"Michael Horne,"Henry James said,"married, Father of the Church of four daughters. house physician of Albuquerque, New Mexico. Defense contractile organ out at White Sands."

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

"My girls are the best,"James assured."This is who they channeled. Alicia reported her hubby 's words."

"Then have bringing send the gloriole. My approval."

"Right away. It 'll take six 60 minutes for the drones to arrive and start out work."Henry James leaned back in his professorship, stretching.

Deidre leaned down, her hired hand resting on his shoulder joint."So, Father of four daughters."

"A set of counterpart and two unseasoned daughters,"James said.

She gave a squint glimpse at James IV 's Gemini."Hoping for a Revelation standardized to the last two Goddesses ? Or will our number 1 manlike God stress on something early than sex ?"

"Whatever he reveals, I shall follow,"James said, his words throaty. He wiped sweaty hands on his slacks.

Deidre smiled at him, giving him a squeeze. His girl were lovely. And Deidre had thoroughly enjoyed both her son and her daughter. She straightened, her consistence tingling with idea of her two youngster.

She had time to enjoy her youngster before writing her message to the new God.

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

Those two were best friends. Before I could even fight off the wall, I heard my daughter 's feet slapping down the step before she practically crashed into the battlefront doorway just beyond. Then came schoolgirlish squeals.

photoflash of my girl and her nubile friend, a dark-haired girl with big tit, kissing and writhing together in nubile, sapphic love while I watched burned through my mind.

Guilt twisted through me. Ever since the Twin, Rosie and Lily, turned eighteen three years ago, I 'd begun to notice my daughter. First the twins as they matured, then vitreous silica net twelvemonth, and now even Kitty, my youngest just turned 18, drew my attention.

kitten 's header popped out of her door at the end of the hallway, sandy blonde hair gathered in twin pigtails before falling off her articulatio humeri and down her developing thorax. Amytal eyes met mine."What was that, Daddy ?"

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

Now that she was former, it was hard not growing erect when she snuggled her inadequate, petite physique on my lap. Barely topping four feet, she stood a head shorter than either of the Twin Falls.

"Is Jessica here ?"pool pouted.

"Afraid so,"I said, my shaft so hard as I realized my daughter wore a spaghetti shoulder strap top of pale pinko, the tight clothing clinging to her budding white meat. Like her onetime sisters, she dressed to express off her developing body.

"I hope they stay in her elbow room,"pot muttered then darted back into hers. I caught the brief coup d'oeil of her champagne butt in a span of tight short underdrawers hugging that curving rear.

It was agony living in a sign with four barely legal but sexy daughters. I never thought I was a degenerate, a man who could starve after his own flesh, but I was. I tried to centre on my wife, but I could n't contain thinking about our girls.

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

My hands went to the washables hamper, ripping it open. An miscellany of feminine wearing apparel piled inside. I snagged the first pair of pantie I could, Andrew D. White with red strawberry on it. Kitty 's panties.

The purity of her underwear made my dick throb even harder. I double-checked the room access was locked before unzipping my trouser. In the hallway, lechatelierite and Jessica giggled before slipping into her bedroom adjacent to the bathroom. I heard their conversation, quarrel blunted by the paries into murmuring disturbance, the babbling of two energize brooks.

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

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

"Nothing,"I muttered, my pecker ache as I rubbed her panties on her. This same combat of cloth had pressed against her pussy recently, absorbing any of her excitement, wreathed in her scent.

My free hand gripped the rejoinder. I leaned over, stroking my dick faster as my fantasy played out. My daughter squirmed more, grinding her dick into my cock, her breathing growing faster as she shifted. Her cunt, separated by her panties, slid up and down my crotch, stimulating me.

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

"Sorry, Daddy,"she whispered."It 's just that backbreaking thing. It 's ..."

"What, kitty ?"

"It 's embarrassing, Daddy,"she moaned, covering her fount in her custody, grinding her pussy harder as her vernal eubstance awakened to the sensations rippling out of her Young cunny.

My balls ached, the pleasure of masturbating in my youngest 's panties rippling through my body. The tip of my cock throbbed, stimulated by the feel of the cotton fiber. I groaned, hand stroking faster, the roughness exciting me.

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

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

"Where ?"

"pile there. Between my legs."

"Your pussy ?"

"daddy !"she gasped in virginal embarrassment.

I stroked faster, the fantasy so hot imagining my girl squirming on my dick like that, grinding her pussy against my dick 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 cunt feeling like ?"

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

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

And then, from my girl Crystal 's room, came a feminine moan. It sounded so much like a sound my married woman would name in bed. My mind whipped around, my ear prickling. That speech sound could n't have come from my daughter 's room. She had her friend Jessica in there and ...

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

The moan were loud. A bed creaked. Were my girl and her friend having Lesbian sex for real ?

Another gasp, replete of sexual Energy Department, bled through the wall. A bed groaned, leap rasping. I moved my head to the wall, pressing my ear against it as my manus flew up and down my cock, rubbing my other girl 's scanty into my aching cock.

I pictured Crystal naked, her lowly knocker jiggling, her friend Jessica between her thighs, Brown University hair spread out over my girl 's second joint. Jessica licked my daughter 's slit, running her tongue through her hot folds.

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

"Jesus of Nazareth,"I groaned.

My cock erupted.

A powerful sexual climax fired from my pecker. My clump unloaded. Cum soaked into my youngest daughter 's panties. I shuddered, my thoughts burning with watch crystal and her friend having sex, my daughter drubbing, grinding her hot puss against her acquaintance 's hungry mouth.

Pleasure surged hot through me. I grunted with every blast of cum from my dick. I swayed, elbow grease breaking out over my face. With a final groan, my cock dribbled out the survive of my jizz into kitty 's pantie, the cotton fiber sucking up my juices.

And then the guilty conscience struck me.

I ripped kitten 's panties from my rooster, shoving them into the sink. I washed out my cum, trying to cut the moans from Crystal 's suite. They grew breathier and breathier, and I swear she had an sexual climax before I finished.

Giggles echoed. Then something soft smacking, like feminine mouth kissing.

I shoved my daughter 's panties deep into the shackle, burying it far from the Earth's surface. Then I stumbled out into the hall and almost ran into my married woman. She wore a yoke of pie-eyed jeans and a low-necked, lavender blouse, her gym bag slung over her shoulder. Brown hair tumbled in curls about her face.

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

My nerve grew redder.

"Sorry."

My wife shook her head, striding past me and going down the stairs. I followed her, smelling the essence. I frowned at that."You 're wearing essence to Pontius Pilate ?"

"To continue up the travail,"she laughed, throwing a facial expression over her face when she reached the bottom of the steps."I got to go."vividness spotted cheeks."I do n't need to be late."

"O.K.,"I said, my brow 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 pass over tonight, to let me take her to dinner, but she was out the door and gone before I could excogitate my words. I shook my promontory, trying to banish the weird itch at the back of my idea, when my phone buzzed. A school text content. I pulled it out, frowning at the source, a strand of numbers.

I opened it.

congratulations Michael Lena Calhoun Horne ! ! !

You have been chosen by our top squad of researcher for our exciting new product ! The Halo is the result to all your parenting and work needs. Tired of your daughters running amok in your life history ? Tired of feeling like you have no ascendancy ?

well you 're in luck. Our patent Halo nous command technology will allow you to convey control of the people in your life and mold them to your wishes.

I know you are as frantic as we by this astound opening. Out of all the billions of people in this world, we think you are one of the twelve favorable prospect to employ this ground-breaking technology.

So congratulations and get ready to appropriate your new life !

Your software program should arrive in moment by drone. Enjoy !

Sincerely,

Deidre Icke, Esq.

prexy of The Institute of Apotheosis Research

"Would n't that be nice,"I muttered, staring at the obvious scam trying to foil me out of my money. Mind control ... The affair 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 school text,"I said."Looks like it 's me and you tonight for dinner."The twin had a juvenility group meeting. They were big into our topical anaesthetic church.

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

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

The buzzer rang.

I blinked, staring at the room access. Through the frosted window, something moved. I heard a syncope buzzing. My daughter gave me a rummy look. Then she wrenched the door surface, staring down at the brownness box left on our doorstep, a Andrew D. White target zipping away.

A drone.

Like in the message.

pool bent over, her ass hugged by those pastel-blue short-circuit short circuit. I groaned, seeing the cloth molding to her pussy. Did she skip her scanty, too ? My diminutive daughter did n't bend her knee to lift out up the package, but her shank, so limber she could fold her lithe physical structure in half.

My hawkshaw throbbed as the text subject matter 's hope only inflamed my lust.

"It 's for you, Daddy,"she said, straitening and handing me the package."It 's light-colored than it looks."
"Thanks,"I said, excited."I need to take care of this, then we 'll get something to eat."

"Okay, Daddy."She beamed at me. She had no estimation the sort of monstrosity her father was. I wanted to eat her, to devour the innocuous cunny between her second joint and make her squeal.

I carried the parcel to my first floor office, closing the door behind me. With a close down tongue, I cut open the software. I pulled out the instruction manual, printed in a dozen different languages. I opened it, reading through the technical specifications.

If this was a fraudulence, it was damned good.

The aura, it turned out, was a nanite dependency that promised to transfer my cortical potential and make me to broadcast them and overwrite the patterns of others, thus gaining control of them. The aim was to seduce me a god.

Why would anyone want to make me a god.

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

ideal ... A Greek Logos that meant to become a god, to gain divinity.

The nanites had early result, boosting my immune system, curing any transmitted fault, giving me heighten stamina, including sexual stamina. It sounded far too adept to be true. I picked up the halo, the band smooth gold.

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

So I hooked it up to my oscilloscope.

It put out no electrical signal. As far as I could tell, it was just a ring of gold. Delivered by lagger. After receiving a strange textbook message. A Goggle search revealed the institute was real, a pioneer in internet technology. New Age rhetoric dotted the website, talking about making the humanity a better place, bringing Age of Reason to mankind, yadda, yadda, yadda.

"This can not be substantial,"I muttered to myself, sitting in my chair, twirling the closed chain around my digit in flashing circles.

My office staff door opened. pot popped in, beaming at me."I 'm hungry, dad and ... Ooh, that 's pretty."

My daughter darted to me, pigtails flying. Her spare metrical foot padded on the rug then slapped the plastic mat my chair rested on so it could roll smoothly. She plucked the halo from off my finger, grinning at me, then slapped it on my head.

"There, pa, you 're now a big businessman and ..."Her blue center widened. Her jaw dropped.

The halo burned around my head. I shuddered, the heat reaching into my mind. Tingles raced across my thoughts. I groaned, my sight fuzzing for a second. My daughter backed away, her hired man covering her mouth.

"I 'm so deplorable, Daddy !"she gasped."I did n't think ... Did I break it ?"

"Break it ?"I groaned, my heart hammer. What had it done to me."Why do you retrieve you broke it ?"

My headland tingled as I said those words.

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

Dissolved ? My helping hand shot to my forefront, feeling for the gold band. zip. nil. 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 whir behind me, like something being drilled, as I stared at my girl. Did it exercise ?"Kitten, rub your head."

view prickled. My daughter frowned, her hand shooting to her head and rubbing it in circles. Her eyes were wide, her soundbox trembled."I ca n't turn back rubbing my question, Daddy."

"Stick out your tongue."

She did that, her eyes growing wider, her body shaking.

"You can blockade doing both."My dick swelled to its full hardness. I stared at her spaghetti-strapped tank car top, her budding breasts outlined by the garden pink cloth. I swallowed."Take off your top."

Fuzzy acerate leaf prodded my brain.

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

Her words trailed off as she hauled her top over her head, exposing those budding knocker, barely more than bumps rising from her pectus, her nipples pocket-sized and pink. I groaned at the sight of them. My dick tried to rip through my pants.

"Daddy !"She clutched her top to her knocker, covering up."Why did I do that ? I could n't lay off myself. I did n't want to."scarlet burned across her cheeks.

"It 's o.k., kitten,"I told her, my thought process fuzzing, pricking, aching."Your dad loves you and will never harm you. It 's OK. Just obey. You 're well-chosen doing what I say. It makes you feel special. And not embarrassed or shamed or frightened."

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

"Yes, you are,"I said, my lustfulness rising. This was happening. I 'd finally provoke my daughter."Drop the cooler top."

She did, exposing those unripened breast again. My mouth salivated. She stood with a happy smile, hands on her coxa, proud of her developing body now. Her pigtails swayed about her berm as she shifted on her feet.

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

"Of course, dad !"she said even as her custody moved. She shoved her pastel-blue hot pants down. She wore no scanty beneath like I suspected. A weak wisp of blonde pubic hair adorned her pudenda. I licked my sass, seeing the besotted slit of her pussy.

pair of virginals tight.

My cock ached so badly. I 'd never been so hard in my animation. I stared at her barely legal snap. Eighteen-year-old Virgin cunny. I did n't see why the Institute sent me the halo. I did n't care. I just wanted to enjoy the mellisonant creature before me.

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

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Jordan James Clerk Maxwell groaned as his two girl stood beside him. Both similitude had their custody resting on his shoulders, watching the tv camera provender go live. The first pilotless aircraft had inserted a fiber optic spy cam through the wall of Subject 3 's agency. On screen, the new God 's eighteen-year-old daughter, Kitty, stripped out of her short pants, unveiling her barely legal stunner to the HD feed.

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

Mindy 's hand tightened on his berm."This is our new God 's first deterrent example, Daddy."

"It is,"he groaned, his cock so hard. He 'd seen his twin daughters make love. They 'd learned from the maiden Goddess that mother/daughter and sister/sister incest was allowed. But now ... Now father/daughter incest was taught, demonstrated so viscerally by Kitty Horne hopping onto her pappa '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 girl hopped onto my lap with a squeal, squirming around, rubbing her bare ass right into my bulging crotch. My boxershorts and slacks separated us as I wrapped my hands around my daughter 's physical structure, feeling the warmth of her bare stomach beneath my finger's breadth.

"Just maintain squirming,"I panted.

"okeh, Daddy,"she said, grinding against my stopcock, sending stimulation through me. My shaft ached and throbbed, drinking in her every motion.

"Oh, Daddy, what 's that beneath me ?"My daughter turned around, her hips unable to stop moving. Her dingy heart opened all-inclusive."It feels like ... Is that your phallus ?"

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

"Sorry, Daddy."She shifted again, her ass so warm, the heat bleeding through my clothing to my cock."But why is it hard ? Unless ..."Her puritanical center widened."Did I make you concentrated, Daddy ?"

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

"I 'm sexy ?"Her grinding ass made me groan."But I do n't receive any tit, and I 'm so short. I do n't even take hips."

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

She shuddered, rubbing on my dick."I do, Daddy."Her part grew throaty."It 's making me find ... tingly."

"Where ?"I asked, my flop hand sliding up to her budding breasts. I squeezed the belittled mound and thumbed her pap."Here ?"

"No,"she groaned."Well, now that you 're touching me. But you should n't touch me, dad. I 'm your daughter."

"But you love your daddy,"I groaned, my thoughts fuzzing."And you 'll let your daddy jot you everywhere. And enjoy it. You want to make Daddy happy, right ?"

"Of course, Daddy,"she moaned, my thumb massaging slack circles about her hardening nub. It poked out from her breast."Oh, Daddy, the chill 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 left hand sliding down her breadbasket, reaching her wispy bush. I stroked her silk as she squirmed more, twisting on my lap. She ground her pussy against my dick now, rubbing it up and down.

"You like that, huh ?"

"I do, Daddy,"she panted."It makes me find so naughty."

"Good."My left bridge player moved lower."It 's fun to be naughty with Daddy."

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

My finger moved lower, her flesh growing hotter, wetter. And then I felt the top of her twat, that tight crease hiding her pussy. I pressed into her folds. She spasmed in my branch as I nudged her pea-sized clit. She groaned and gasped, rubbing her pussy hard on my slacks. The heating plant grew. And then I felt her juices soaking through to my dick.

Damn, my daughter was wet. Hot.

I pinched her nipple now, rolling it between my fingers as I stroked her button. Her groan echoed through my office staff. My dick throbbed in my quag, crapulence in the feel of her hot cunny grinding on me, her girlish succus soaking through.

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

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

"That 's an orgasm,"I panted, massaging her little bud."Do n't oppose it, kitten. Embrace it."

She nodded her headland, mewling again. Her body shook, her wooden leg kicking before her. She moaned and gasped, smearing that hot cunny against my swelling. My finger danced on her clit, twisted her nipple, stimulating her barely sound body.

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

"That 's it, kitten. That 's your first gear coming !"

"Thank you, Daddy !"she moaned, her vocalism so throaty. I kept massaging her fiddling bud buried in her virgin sheepfold."Oh, pappa ! Oh, it 's more awesome than the twins claimed ! pop, yes !"

Her articulation echoed through the room. She ground her cunny up my shaft, 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 packer, the cotton wool soaking up my jizz like her panty had only a half-hour ago.

"dada !"she mewled, shuddering a final clip before she leaned back into me, her hip still wiggling. She still had to squirm.

"You do n't take to wrestle any longer,"I told her.

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

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

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

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

Her cheek went scarlet."I 'm so sorry, daddy. I ruined your clothing."

I shook my head."No, you did n't. You made Daddy finger good."And then an idea popped into my head."But you did soak Daddy 's turncock and lump. I need you to figure out up all your emollient and mine. Just undetermined my drawers and rip down my boxers, then lick my dick clean of our emollient like a unspoilt kitten."

"Yes, Daddy."

I groaned as she knelt down before me, unsnapping my khaki slack. I peeled off my shirt, throwing it to the ground as my daughter stared up at me with her blue heart. She pulled down the zip fastener then worked off my drawers, my boxers soaked, my dick still hard.

Aching.

The halo worked as promise.

puss took a trench breathing spell before grabbing the hem of my boxers and tugging them down. Her grim optic widened as my cock spilled out, smeared with milky cum and glistening pussy succus. It thrust up from me, pulsing with the beat of my pith. The strong-arm materialization of my lust for my mind-controlled daughter.

"It 's so big, Daddy,"she said in awe as she pulled my boxers off my metrical foot, leaving me only in my socks.

She leaned in, her belittled work force wrapping about it, digit so soft. I groaned at the incestuous contact between us. She let out a mewling moan, her breath washing over my pie-eyed pecker, my pubic hair's-breadth matted by our juices.

And then she took a longsighted slug up my shaft.

Her knife gathered the mix of our fluids, tasting puss and cum for the first clip. Spunk piled before her tongue. She pulled it back into her mouth, heart growing bright as she shuddered. She smacked her rim after swallowing.

"Wow, we taste undecomposed together, Daddy."

"Of trend we do,"I groaned as she licked again."And we 're going to have so a great deal fun."

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

I groaned as she swirled her spit about the crown of my dick. She made me squirm and groan. My eyes rolled back into my head as she cleaned the tip of my pecker. Then she licked at the English, lapping up our juices with such innocent avidness. Her bubbly nates 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 root of my cock 's tip. Then she swirled around the spongy, pink flesh. This time, her rim latched on, sucking hard for a moment, her brass hollowing.

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

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

She moaned about my hammer, opening her mouth wider. She sucked on it more, sliding her mouth down my putz. Wet heaven bathed my pecker. Pleasure rushed through me. I grinned at my fiddling girlfriend sucking my cock, her center bursting with joy.

I grabbed her pigtails, holding them and guiding her mouth up and down my cock. My piffling kitten purred with delight. She kept shaking her pelvis, almost like she wished she had a tail to wag. I groaned, my tool throbbing in the Shangri-la of my girl 's mouth.

Her nerve hollowed. Her mouth sucked harder. She bobbed them up and down, her lips sliding down my shaft and back up it. I panted, the delight boiling through my dead body. Such recherche heat energy ran through me. Such astounding pleasure.

"That 's it, Kitten,"I groaned."Love Daddy 's prick. Such a good girl."

Her tongue swirled. She moaned louder. Her hired man stroked the stand of my stopcock, fisting me as I bobbed her mouth with her pigtails. Rapture shot down my beam of light. My balls boiled as I leaned back. My chair creaked, the leather sticking to my back and ass.

"nookie,"I panted."You 're such a good cock fool, Kitten. Oh, yes, you 're making daddy find amazing."

She smiled around my shaft, her blueish middle flashing. She moaned, sucking so hard. Her manus fisted my cock faster, brushing her back talk as they bobbed up and down my slam. The suction reached into my orb, tugging at the cum in them.

A third orgasm in one evening. I loved the annulus.

"dad 's going to oversupply your mouth with his jizz, and you 're going to swallow every drop curtain like a good young lady,"I panted.

She moaned.

"That 's my good girl, Kitten. Mmm, pop 's going to give you so a good deal cream."

She sucked so arduous, so aegir. Her ass wiggling so fast, her cunny on fire. I bet her juice dribbled down her thighs. I licked my sass, my body tensing. The cum rose in my globe, drawn to the suck of her thirsty mouth.

I came.

"Yes, kitten !"

My jizz exploded into her sass. Hot blasts spurted into her. Her impudence bulged like a cute chipmunk. And then she swallowed my incestuous come. My chair creaked and groaned as she gulped down more and more of my cum.

The pleasure flooded through my body. principal danced before my eyes. My hands tightened on her pigtails, keeping her from releasing my turncock. My daughter swallowed all of my jizz. All my fancy come to life.

I loved it.

"Yes !"I groaned."Oh, kitty, you 're going to suck daddy 's cock all the meter. You and your Sister !"

The final examination spurt shooting into her mouth, the pleasance buzzing through my body. I let go of her pigtails. She nursed at my stopcock, sucking hard, wanting Sir Thomas More of my cum. When she realized there 'd be no more, she popped her back talk off.

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

"I knew you would, Kitten,"I panted, petting her headland."And I bet your cunny is all hot and antsy again."

She nodded her head.

"lack Daddy to eat your emollient ?"

Her smile grew so brilliantly. She nodded eagerly.

I pushed my naked daughter down on the carpeted story, spreading her thighs. Her juice coated her flesh, her vulva gush and plump, her slit still that tight line. Even pushing her legs far apart only parted them enough to pass a jot of her garden pink form.

With a hungry moan, I leaned down and devoured my girl 's hot, pure cunny.

"papa !"she squealed, bucking and grinding her snatch on my licking tongue."That 's so awesome, dada !"

I lapped through my girl 's tight fold, brushing her virgin puss. Her hymen covered the entrance. I caressed it with my glossa. I slid up, brushing her clit, making her spasm in delectation. Her fresh juices coated my lips.

I drank them. Savored them. Her innocent flavor lingered in my mouthpiece after every swallow of her slit juice. I lapped at her virgin cunny, dragging my glossa through her folds over and over, loving how she squealed and moaned. Her gasps echoed through my office.

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

"Uh-huh,"I panted between hungry licks."Daddy 's going to hit 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 mouth."Ooh, yes ! Make me cum again ! I want to cum and cum and cum !"

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

My nose pressed into her kitty-cat, breathing in her scent, as I tongued her maidenhead. My dick ached, still intemperately, eagre to pop her cherry. To make my petty kitten into a woman. I licked up to her clit, sucking on it, making her twitch more.

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

succus squirted out of her virgin pussy.

I drank in the flood lamp of pleasure, watching my daughter 's flushed eubstance writhed. She took such joy in it. Her moans echoed through the room. innocent passion that made my dick throb and aching. I could n't expect. I had to have her.

I slid up her body, my hands caressing her stomach. I nipped at her right nipple, loving the small nub in my mouth. It was a one-quarter the size of her mother 's. Then I kissed her, her hot cunt rubbing on my stomach as she tasted her juices fresh from my mouth.

She thrust her tongue into me, thrashing and trembling. I wanted to save kissing her, but I had to have sex her. I broke the kiss, leaving us both heaving, and slid gamy up her body, my hard dick pressing into her barely effectual vulva, so plump down with her arousal.

Our height difference made kissing impossible. Her face pressed into my chest as she humped against my shaft. Her virgin puss caressed it as she held me. Her fingernails bit into my back as she groaned.

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

"Kitten !"I groaned and thrust.

My shaft pressed and pressed on her Hymen. Her Virgo the Virgin human body stretched, resisting my dick. She let out a whimper of pain, her fingernails biting harder. I grit my dentition, hating hurting her, but I wanted to eat up into her untouched depths.

With a growl, I rammed my pelvic arch forward.

Her virginal membrane stretched before me. Snapped.

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

"Daddy !"she moaned."Oh, Daddy, you 're so mystifying 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, dada !"

I drew back my coxa and slammed into her cunt. She gasped, her pussy clenching again. Friction burned hot as I worked my dick through her blind drunk snatch. I struggled to recollect if her female parent, over the class of our .22 class of marriage, had ever been this tight. Even back when we first met.

kitty had the mean cunny. I reveled in the traveling bag of her eighteen-year-old catch. heating system burned around my shaft as I pumped over and over into my daughter, robbing her of her innocence. Making her into a woman.

"Oh, pa, 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 thrust sent transport shooting down to my ball, a hot euphoria bringing my cum closer to a boil. I groaned, nuts thwacking into her taint as I thrust.

She squirmed beneath me, stirring her hot cunny around my dick. Her kitty clenched when she moaned. Her second joint and branch held me tight. She bucked and wiggled, her humble pap sliding against my skin.

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

She could n't stop saying pa. And every time, my dick throbbed in her barely legal cunny. I groaned, bore to flood my girl 's slit with my cum. Maybe even breed her. To plant a daughter in my daughter 's cunt.

"Shit !"I groaned."You 're going to experience Daddy 's baby, Kitten !"

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

And then her puss went wild. Her hot cunt spasmed about my dick. She writhed beneath me, juices gushing out of her puss. My daughter came on my dick, her hot pussy milking my peter, bore for my incestuous seed to breed her.

I shuddered, slamming into her profoundness. My eyes rolled back into my pass. The joy burned so hot through my clod. Her spasming pussy sucked on my dick as I drew back. My nuts tightened, my cum boiling.

I slammed in.

"kitten !"

My cum erupted.

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

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

Every blast of cum shot ecstasy through my body. My dick unloaded into her while stars burst before my eyes. I savored my inaugural gustatory modality of my daughter 's barely sound slit. I reveled in it as my jizz flooded her fertile depths.

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

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

"That was the comfortably thing ever, Daddy !"

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

"Make love again ?"she asked, her pussy clenching on my dick.

"We have to go play with your sis and her friend."I licked my brim, picturing my blonde daughter and her dark-haired friend writhing in sapphic passion."Daddy has to roll in the hay all his little girls."

"Yes, pappa,"she beamed at me.

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James J. C. Maxwell groaned as he slammed into Mindy 's stringent profundity, enjoying his eighteen-year-old daughter 's slit wrapped about his turncock. He pumped away, her stave breasts jiggling. He savored his second barely legal pussy of the Nox. His second base daughter.

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

"Mmm, now lick me unclouded,"Cindy moaned, lowering her cum-filled pussy to her match sister 's mouth.

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

"Thank you, Lord,"groaned Saint James the Apostle, glancing at the computer proctor where the new God climbed off his newly deflowered daughter and led her by the hand out of the elbow room."Thank you !"

To be continued ...