Mind-Control pantie

Story Twelve : Virgin cerise pleasure

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

greenback : Thanks to Alex for Beta indication this !

The medicine impulse through the house stirred the figure 's ancient soul. Though the music was modern, made with electronics and possessing exotic sounds, the meter it created was central. Something passed down and down and down through the generation of men from dim antiquity. The figure of speech wanted to dance. To revel in the music and to indulge in the internal secretion permeating the room.

The figure was crashing a college house party.

College students flocked around, drinking beer and smoking Cannabis sativa. The sour-sweet tang of the drug mixed with the sugary aroma of vino tank. They laughed. Cheered. It passed a pair of lady friend making out in the bread and butter way, stripped down to their bras. This was the pure place to leave alone its newest creation.

It held in its hired man a dainty and pristine pair of scanty. Something cut for a schoolgirl to wear, entire of all that virginal promise. A band of white lace encircled it and it had two words written in the brightest, reddest color : Cherry Tart.

The shape fought the surge to watch the two girlfriend kissing. They were doing it willingly, mostly. One was stoned and the former almost drunk, but it was n't from its thaumaturgy. It was n't the same as twisting and turning and molding miss into new beings. To depict them different delectation. The girl upstairs, its butt, had experienced so many of them already.

With exploit, it dragged itself away and slipped up the stairs, ignored by the college youths moving up and down. They did n't give the figure another glance. It was nonde***********. noncitizen but unremarkable. They twisted their soundbox to let it pass, not breaking their conversations or looking up from their phones. On the instant floor, the speech sound of sex and shouting grew louder and louder. son were cheering. There was a girl in there, a slut writhing in passion.

Delilah Andrew Dickson White had a prick in all three of her trap. The nineteen-year-old female child was a veteran soldier of being gang-banged. She reveled in hedonistic lust. Her boastfully tit bounced before her as she rode up and down on Bruce 's thick tool. The mixed-race young person gripped her hips as she worked up and down his shaft. Ryan fucked her from behind, a marvelous, twenty-year-old boy with a goatee. Nate was the one eating Delilah his hammer. He was short, his black hair buzzed short like a soldier 's and possessed the compact car build of a wrestler.

"That 's it, suck that dick,"he ground as the figure dropped the particular pair of panties on temptress 's discarded wearable. In the process, it snatched up her dainty G-string, a strip of black cloth that did n't wait like it could cover anything.

The figure wanted to appease. To observe her fornication. The design had plans, a new idea to test with this pair of panty. Something beyond just changing her personality.

It wanted to see if it could determine her body.

It took one end look at her bleached-blonde fuzz dancing about her nerve as she sucked and moaned and shuddered through her next orgasm.

Then the figure of speech was gone.

Sometime later, when all the guy rope have finished using her and Delilah was sobering up, she stumbled towards her clothing. So much jizz spilled down out of her holes. The spunk dribbled from her ass. It ran down her second joint. It coated her.

Dad 's going to be so pissed when I get base, she thought with some glee, aching to throw her natural process in his face. Ever since her mother died, her Padre sought to control her. She hated it.

She bent down and snagged up the panties.

"The fuck ?"she muttered, her bleached-blonde tomentum spilling across her face as she bent over advance."Who the piece of tail stole my step-in and replaced them with this kiddy shit ?"She glanced at the snoring guys who 'd fucked her.

She snorted and stepped into them.

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Delilah White

A unknown tingle ran through me as I stepped into these kiddy panties. I could n't believe individual had stolen my thong and replaced them with these. They had fucking lace around them. And that infantile tripe on the back.

cherry tree Tart.

Real subversive. These were something a virgin who wanted to act that she was a bad young lady would buy at Hot Topic. I rolled my eyes as I drew them up my legs. I savored the strange tingling running through me. I smirked as I felt the cum leaking out of me. At least I would stain these. Whatever dumb girl left hers behind, I would get hold of pleasance in ruining them.

I smiled as I drew the panties higher and in high spirits. I shuddered as it slid up my thighs, smearing the cum as it went. The seed was soaking the fabric now. more than shiver rippled through me. And then I pulled them up over my rump. I snapped the sash down on my skin and ...

I shuddered, squeaking. I was naked. There were boys snoring around me. I gasped, my bridge player covering my breasts. They were growing low. Why were they so big ? I had small white meat. Little booby. My brass burned. I shook my head, noticing, for a moment, that my locks looked blonde and not my usual Brown. I groaned. As I darted my hands down to grab my clothes, I wondered why I was naked.

Oh, God, did I have sex ?

My virgin pussycat clenched. I could n't have had sex. I was a complete girl. A respectable 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 moment, it seemed too big. And fateful. I did n't own disastrous bandeau.

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

I fastened it and then grabbed my annulus. A tingle rippled from my panty. I frowned at my bottom. Why was my dame so short and ...

I breathed in as sculptural relief filled me. What was awry with me ? This wench clearly fell past my stifle. It was ok. I stepped into the plaid skirt, percentage of my college 's school day uniform. Of class, I was the only if missy that wore hers. The rest were bad. I zipped it up and then grabbed my ...

What was this crop top ? I did n't wear off anything like that. No, no, I had worn a chip, white blouse. Something a schoolgirl would fall apart and ...

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

"Delilah ?"He groaned."Damn, a schoolgirl. That 's offbeat. Want to total here and bait on my cock. Put your haircloth up in pigtails."

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

I heard him break into laughter.

I darted down the stairs, confused why I was even here. Of trend, I heard that there was a political party at Ryan 's house, but I would never go to something like this. Oh, my daddy must be so worried about me. I wanted to call him, but I did n't know where my purse was. Did I leave it back in that room ? Oh, God, I could n't go back in there.

They were naked in there.

I hit the first story 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 threshold. I heard soul call my name and say something rude. Something absolutely crude oil. I could n't conceive it. I was a honest girl. Why would he even think I 'd do something like that ?

I would never draw a cock.

I burst out of the sign 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 wench swished about my legs. My limb pumped. My brown hair flowed behind me, safe and relieve. I was n't a bad girl. I did n't even understand how I got here. I kept running and running and running. My face ached. I tasted a coppery smell at the dorsum of my lip. My leg burned.

I stumbled to a gasping freeze. I planted my hands on my knees, sucking in crocked. I blinked, looking around. Where was I ?

I shuddered, this rush of care shooting through me. I had no estimation where I was. It was dark. I was the merely one out on the street. I bit my lip, my head darting to and fro. I was so panic-stricken. I did n't even possess my handbag let alone my cadre telephone set. But I could n't go back to that terrible place.

I could n't trust I was even there. And naked. What happened to me ?

I struggled to parse my memory. There were these wicked flashes, affair that I would never do. Terrible things. They made me redden just thinking about them. I shuddered, shaking my head. That was n't me. I was femme fatale White. I was nineteen. A virgin. I made a promise.

I glanced down at my right paw and sighed in relief as I saw the promise annulus on my finger. I twisted it, the gold band that my pa had given me. I drew in a trench breathing place. I was beginning to relax.

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

I was wondering what I should do next when I heard a rumbling sound. I glanced on the street to see the headlights plan of attack. Large headlamp. Something big was approaching. I raised my hand against the glower, squinting to see. I heard a powerful engine growling and chugging.

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

Just as the fomite slowed down to block off by me, I realized it was the rig to one of those semi hand truck. I did n't have a trailer attached, so the driver must be going home or something. I squeaked when the passenger door suddenly creaked outdoors. A man with a thick moustache peered out at me, leaning over the judiciary seat.

"You okay ?"he asked."Kinda late for a fille as Whitney Young as you to be out."

"I 'm lost,"I said."I was at this terrible political party for some reason and then this guy said something to me and I just had to run out of there. I kept running and running and ... I do n't jazz where I am."

"Well, girl, I can grant you a cod home."

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

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

"Well, thanks to Hank,"I said, struggling to climb up into the cab. It was so marvellous."I 'm Delilah."

I managed to get into the tail and closed the punishing door. This vertiginous shudder raced through me. I sat so much higher up than other cars I 've been in. I looked out of the windowpane, smiling as he pulled away from the curb. If we were driving through normal dealings, I 'd find so important right now looking down at the other carts.

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

"He wanted me to suck his ..."My cheeks burned."wellspring, 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 employ to running around with the coarser crew. So, where do you live ?"

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

"So, the estimation 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."

"Well, more than just sluts sucking cock,"he said."I mean, a boy thing. Sorry."

My cheeks 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 to the lowest degree once."

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

He chuckled."wellspring, there 's a solution to that problem. Just got to choose 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 ask to know. A girl your age, why, she has to know if she 's a cock-sucker or not. It 's authoritative. You wo n't know until you try.."

I swallowed as the truck slowed down. I heard the air brakes release the pressure level as we stopped. He shifted the gears into the ballpark, the railway locomotive idling away.

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

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

My 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 full look if you scoot closer."

I swallowed, shocked that this was happening. It stirred the strange heat inside of me. I never felt anything like this before. What is that about this that made me want to gain down and touch him. I did n't do that. I swallowed, though, and leaned closer, studying his cock. It thrusting backbreaking and pink out of his jeans. The tip twitched and throbbed. I could see curls of brownish hair around the base. A unusual liquid beaded at the tip.

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

"faith me, your pussy can stretch to take it,"he said."But we 're talking about blowjobs here. Just scoot lower, afford your back talk all-inclusive, and just suck that big cock in your back talk. happen out what you are."

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

palpitation, I reached out and grabbed it. I gasped at how fond it was. It twitched and throbbed in my hand. It felt so alive. I shuddered, my tongue flicking over my lips. I lowered my head further. I closed my eyes, opened my mouth, and descended the last few inches.

I shuddered when I felt him pressing into my mouth. I pulled my teeth back, instinctively knowing I should n't brush his form with them. I slid my sassing over his cock, engulfing the peak. My glossa swirled around, tasting that salty liquid. He groaned this throaty sound of pleasure.

I sucked.

His shaft twitched again. He groaned as I sucked and nursed on him. It was like a big lollipop. A salty flavored one. I shuddered, that wet heat between my thighs growing and growing. It made me want to reach down and scratch it. I trembled, my bridge player tightening on his turncock as I sucked again and again. My tongue danced, caressing it. I lapped up more of that liquid state leaking out.

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

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

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

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

I kept sucking on his cock and bobbing my pass. I slid my lips up and down his dick. I shuddered, this heat growing and growing between my thighs. It felt so wicked. So naughty. I should n't be doing this. Daddy would be angry at me, but the trucker was in good order. 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 hammer pressing into the vertebral column of my throat before I slid back up. I sucked the intact way, my buttock hollowing. I just knew that he loved it. He enjoyed my mouth. His bridge player tightened in my brown haircloth. 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 cock. The seat creaked and groaned beneath us. His hand tightened. He pressed my head down hard. I gasped as his cock 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 brim all the way down into his pubic fuzz. I could sense this male musk. His shaft was stretching out my throat. I moaned, humming around him, instinctively knowing he 'd like that.

"God fucking damn, you are a slut,"he groaned."I ca n't believe you can take a cock with such ease. Fuck."

I was n't a loose woman. I was a virgin.

He drew my principal up by pulling my hair. It hurt and yet that only made me sense wetter between my thigh. He groaned as I sucked so heavily. My tongue danced around his beam. I caressed him with aim. It felt like I knew what I was doing. Like I really was a natural-born cock sucker. That was impossible. I could n't be that. I squirmed, rubbing my thighs together. My skirt rustled.

"acquiring hot in your little puss ?"he asked. Then he chuckled."Of course of instruction you are, picayune slut. You 're in that sexy schoolgirl rig. Yeah, you wanted me to come along so you could draw my dick."

But I did n't want this.

I ached to tell him that, but I was too busy sucking his cock. His shaft throbbed and twitched in my oral fissure. That salty juice that leaked out of the tip of his cock soaked my lingua. He tasted so effective. I sucked hard on him, wanting more. I shuddered, my second joint still squirming, struggling to satiate that hot itch.

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

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

I gasped as his rough fingerbreadth reach my dainty panties. He rubbed them, pressing them into my folds. I shuddered, a naughty heat blossoming in my pussy. It was so acute. Blissful ripple flooded through me.

I could n't believe it. His touch on felt amazing. I knew he should n't be touching me there, that I should draw him stop, but his fortuity just made me waver. I sucked on his cock with even more passion. I nursed on his prick with such hungriness.

He groaned, his fingers rubbing up and down my twat. He touched my Virgin material body through my demure panties. All these naughty pleasance surged through me. My toes curled in my brake shoe, a whine uprising in my throat.

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

What did I require ?

I gasped as he suddenly ripped my mouth off his peter. Then I was moving, seized by his strong hands. Before I knew it, he was lifting me onto his lap. The steering roulette wheel pressed into my stomach, my chest list over it. The saddle horn honked as my breast pressed into it. I gasped as I felt his digit hooking aside my panties. I realized I was straddling him. I felt his cock nudging into my inner thigh and—

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

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

I whimpered as his prick touched my cunt. The hand holding my panties aside moved away, sliding around me to grab my other hip. He held my waist tight and, with a groan, he slammed me down his cock.

I gasped as my cherry tree popped.

I felt my virginal membrane tear for the get-go time. Then his cock was inside of me. Filling me. His cinch stretched undecided my cunt. I shuddered while a wave of oestrus washed through my Virgo the Virgin body. A delicious wave.

"Fucking damn, you 're tight,"he groaned."Now move those hip. Ride my dick."

I gripped the steering wheel while this intense heat that burned from my puss seized my wooden leg. They flexed all on their own. I gasped and rose up his cock. I shuddered feeling my pussy sliding up his dick. 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 Virgo the Virgin depths. This wonderful heat energy rippled through me. He massaged my privileged depth. I lowered my head over the steering steering wheel, shocked that I was enjoying the trucker 's massive cock so much.

I should n't be doing this. I was a honorable girl. A virgin. Daddy would be so wild with me.

I shuddered, my pussy clenching around him. I slid back up his calamus again, my twat clinging to the thick girth. I groaned, my hips dancing from side of meat to side. I stirred my puss around his cock, the delight rushing through me. Then I slammed down him. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. to a greater extent of that wondrous heat rippled through me.

"Yeah, you like Hank 's big shaft 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 lady of pleasure,"he groaned."I love the schoolgirl bird. The white panties. And the blouse ... screw Inferno, you 're a sexy thing."

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

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

A strange mavin built and built inside of me. Every fourth dimension I slid down his turncock, this atmospheric pressure swelled. It grew as I rose up his cock, too. My slit clung to him, increasing the friction of our bod sliding past each other. It felt so amazing.

"Work that schoolgirl cunt up and down my putz,"panted Hank."Damn, your tight and hot. I 'm going to fire so much cum inside of you."

I gasped, my pussy squeezing down on him. That made our spicy activity palpate even better."No no, you ca n't. My pappa will drink down me. He must be so worried that I 'm out so late."

"I do n't care what your daddy thinks, I 'm busting my load inside of you,"he grunted."You want it. Your blind drunk, hot slit aches for it. Do n't it ?"

He was rectify. I wanted him, but I should n't. Why did he feel so serious inside of me ? I rode him faster. I gripped the steering wheel, my mamilla aching inside of my bra. I worked my cunt up and down his dick. I came closer and closer to that awesome pleasure. Something was going to materialize inside of me.

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

I slammed down him, shuddering. His hawkshaw filled me up so much. My hip joint danced from side to side. My eubstance moved. It felt so natural to be riding his cock. Why ? I groaned, my fingers gripping the steering wheel. I arched my back, my brownness tomentum swaying. I could n't take much Thomas More of this.

"nooky me,"he groaned as I slammed down his cock. As I rose up his shaft, his hawkshaw twitched. I felt something hot spurting inside of me."Yes, take it. film my fucking load."

I gasped, realizing he was spurting his seed in me. It was his semen. His cum. I slammed down his shaft and gasped, feeling every spurt splashing into the deepness of my kitty. It sent this waving of delight through me.

A tsunami of rapture that had my stallion body spasming. Bucking.

My pussy convulsed as the wave reached my mind. X spilled through my thought. And Thomas More waves followed. They rushed through my torso. I groaned and gasped, my capitulum shaking. whizz danced before my centre as my pussy seemed to dissolve about his cock. My cuckoo massaged and writhed and drained his cock dry. He grunted, his script squeezing my hips as he flooded me.

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

I whimpered, panting. My breasts rose and fell as the pleasure peaked inside of me. It was amazing. I could n't believe I just did that. I was n't a virgin any longer. I whimpered in delight, feeling his cum inside of me. His prick softened. What happened ? Why did I do that ?

Why did it feel so commodity ?

That doubt rippled through my mind as Hank drove me dwelling house. I adjusted my clothing and pulled up my panties. They tingled around me, the electricity reaching into my pussy. It was almost like the underwear had cleaned me up and made me hale. Pure. It was such a relaxing ace. It soothed away my confusion. I sort of felt like I was waking up from a pipe dream. Like I had only imagined I had sex with the motortruck driver. I mean, I was a Virgo the Virgin.

I was a good girl, right ?

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

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

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

No way at all.

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

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

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

Was pop still wake up ?

He must be so concern about me. Just to make certain it had been a dream, I slid my manus up my skirt. I felt so wicked for doing this right here on the street. It was in the heart of the night. No one was around. My digit slid up beneath the scanty through the leg hole. I stroked through my bush to see my vulva. I bit my scurvy lip. I found the flexure of my kitty-cat. I should n't be doing this, but ...

I felt my hymen.

I let out a suspiration of backup and pulled my digit away. It must feature just been a dream. It was just a Wyrd conjunction that I had the salty mouthful lingering my mouth, or that I had this abuzz pleasure rippling through me. I was a Virgin. I had proof. Taking a deep breather, I marched ahead to the theater. I climbed up the steps, found the forepart door unlock, and entered.

The lights flicked on from the aliveness room.

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

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

electric shock rippled across his face as I threw myself at him. I hugged him fast and pressed my principal into his chest.

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

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

The tingles rippled from my scanty. I swallowed, feeling how hard he was. How solid. He stared down at me with a strange expression in his eyes. He grabbed my shoulder and pushed me back. He stared down my blouse. His hilltop furrowed even more. I glanced down, confused at what he was seeing.

"What happened to your chest ?"he asked. His hands seized them through my blouse. I gasped in shock as my pappa groped my small boobs through my blouse and bra. He squeezed them."You lost several cup size. You could n't have been padding your bra all these years. 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 professors, too."

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

"A Virgo ?"he growled. He grabbed the strawman of my blouse."Why are you wearing something like this ? Usually, you wear something cut so low I 'm surprised your tits 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 exposed. push popped off, bouncing off his chest. He exposed my white bra cupping my diminished breasts. He shook his head, shocked."I did n't imagine them, right ? Your titmouse ?"

"Maybe you 're just tired, Daddy,"I told him."I 'm not what you think. I 'm good-for-naught I went out to a company, but I did n't do anything. I can prove it."

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

"We were studying !"I gasped, remembering the last time I had two boys in my bedroom. Daddy had been so furious. I did n't even recollect about it until he pointed out that I had the doorway closed and anything could have happened. But nothing had. I certainly had n't had a threesome with them. I had n't taken one of their cocks in my butt-hole and the other in my twat.

I was a good girl.

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

"It 's embarrassing,"I said, my nerve burn."But, I mean, you 're my dada. So I guess you can see."

I drew up my skirt. Slowly. dad 's jaw dropped."Jesus of Nazareth, are you going to flash your twat at me ?"

"Just so you can see that I have a hymen,"I said, my impudence on attack. I pulled up my wench high enough to break my panties."Just tug down my underwear, and you will see. Honest, papa. I wo n't disappoint you. I 'm your thoroughly girl."

He laughed louder, almost hysterical. I did n't understand what was happening. What had gone on tonight ? Nobody believed that I was a Virgin. I messed up by going to this party and then blacking out. But I had my hymen. I just proved it. I did n't throw sex at the company with those three male child, and I did n't have sex with a truck driver, either. I did n't lactate his cock until he exploded in my mouthpiece, and I certainly did n't salute all his yummy cum.

Daddy fell to his knees, this bestial expression on his font. I had never seen anything like it before. He was such a patrician and have it away man. I gasped as he hooked the waistband my panty and ripped them down my thighs. He stared at my brown George H.W. Bush, his optic narrowing.

"I half expected you to be dripping with cum,"he muttered.

I 'd only dreamed the truck driver fired cum into me. right wing ? I would be dripping if he had.

I gasped as daddy thrust his finger's breadth against my vulva. He parted my kitty-cat brim and peered upward. I shuddered as he brushed my hymen. He groaned, staring at my maidenhead.

"sanctum diddly-squat, you are a virgin,"he said."But ... but the way you 've acted the conclusion two years. You practically threw it in my face."

"Daddy, are you sure you did n't have a nightmare ? That does n't fathom like me at all. I 'm your good girl. I would never do anything dirty or filthy at all. I would n't suck cocks or depend upon prick or let boys spout 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 pappa buried his face into my pussy. The stupor of pleasure raced through me as his tongue lapped at my slit folds. He caressed my hymen, his knife flicking up to my clitoris. His mitt suddenly went around my waist, grabbing my fundament. I trembled, clutching my skirt, staring down at him in shock.

"dada ?"I gasped as his spit fluttered up and down my folds.

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

I whimpered as his knife fluttered against me. My panties, bunched around my knees, tingled. I groaned, closing my eye as that naughty pleasance built inside of me. The Same bliss that haunted my dreams. The wicked heating system that made me do such naughty matter. blink of an eye of activities I never could have performed darted through my judgment. They only fueled the attack that pappa 's tongue stroked in my pussy.

I liked it.

Daddy 's tongue lapped and licked at my pussy. I could n't think how peachy it felt. It was just incredible. He brushed my virginal membrane, stroked my labia, and caressed my little clitoris. Sparks burst with each stroke. I had never felt anything like this in my life.

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

I shuddered, his rough whiskers rasping against my spiritualist flesh. His clapper was so thirsty. He lapped up my cream, building and building that heat in me. This must be what an coming was. He was going to wee-wee me take in one. I was going to cum. I could n't trust this. This was my daddy doing it, so did that make it okay ?

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

I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it fall to the flooring. I stared down at him, my skirt bunched around my waist, almost blocking his center. He stared up at me with such hunger. I bit my lip, and then I reached behind me. I unhooked my bra, my shoulders shrugging the shoulder strap off. It fell away, exposing my house, small breasts to him. He had to see that I always had small-scale knocker. I was n't some big-breasted whore like I was in those filthy dreams.

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

He danced over my hot flesh, driving me wild. I shuddered, grabbing his haircloth for documentation. I gripped him, my hips writhing from side to side. I ground on his facial expression and savored every little cream to-do of his natural language. He did such naughty affair to me. I quivered, a hot sensation building and building inside of me.

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

"Jesus, I ca n't consider this is really you, Delilah,"he said. He pulled his face away from my zany, my ointment dribbling down his Kuki-Chin."Have the in conclusion few years just been a ambition ?"

"Maybe,"I said."Because this is who I am. I 'm your good missy. Your Virgo the Virgin. You never have to worry about me again, daddy."

He groaned and buried his face back into my cunt. I shuddered, loving it. This was n't wrong because I was with pa. I trembled in joy as he feasted on my cherry pussycat. He licked and lapped at my tart juices. I groaned, my eyes fluttering as his spit caressed me again and again.

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

I gasped as he fluttered against my clit, his spit fluttering around it. That petty nub, that bone nestled in the folds of my labia, burst with pleasure. I gasped, swayed. My house titties jiggled as the delight rippled about me. I groaned, my rose hip shaking from side to side. A wonderful oestrus swelled inside of me. His spit teased my bud. Then his lips sucked on it.

I gasped and bucked."dada !"

He stared up at me with such hunger. Such intensity. I loved it. I never wanted him to block looking at me that way. I held his hair, swaying. I ground my cunt against his hungry oral cavity. I loved the feel of him against my naughty bits.

His natural language pressed against my maidenhead. His fingerbreadth dug into my rump. He kneaded them, parting my butt-cheeks and making my sphincter muscle tingle. I gasped, pushing down the storage of former dirty aspiration I 'd had. I would never do anything back there. Not in a million, billion years. I would always be dada 's full girl.

His cherry daughter.

He sucked on my clit hard. I gasped at the feel of his sassing wrapped about my bud again. It was incredible. I quivered and moaned, my little breast jiggling. The pressure built and built. I could n't take much more of this. I squeezed my heart shut, minuscule whiz twinkling in the shadow. I whimpered. Groaned.

I came for the offset time ever.

My pussy convulsed. I felt a spasming thick inside of me, aching to be filled by something. My virgin body trembled, my cherry juices bathing his face. I could sense my prostitute passion perfuming the air. I gasped as those wave of delight splashed across my mind.

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

"You taste incredible, enchantress,"he growled.

His glossa licked and lapped at my congregation. He gathered up all the succus overflowing out of me. It was unbelievable. I felt so dizzy from my climax. I shook my oral sex, more of those wave drowning my head. My back arched, my firm titties jiggling. Daddy 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 croup and then I was sprawled on my cover, my legs counterpane. My skirt fluttered up to spread over my tummy, my twat exposed.

"You okay, femme fatale ?"daddy asked, looking down at me. My juices deck his lips and chin.

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

"I know,"he groaned."Fuck, I ca n't avail myself. I 'm sorry, Delilah."

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

I gasped at the rustle of his jeans. He shoved them down in a flashgun. His cock popped out of his boxers a flash later. It was the first base one I 'd ever seen. Those ones in the pipe dream did n't numerate. I stared at my Daddy 's cock in electrical shock. It thrust out thick and long from his darkness pubic hair. He moved over me, his heavy balls swaying beneath him. I gasped as I realized what he was going to do. A wave of awe washed through me.

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

"Delilah,"he growled, placing the tip of his cock against my Virgo flesh. I gasped as he brushed my clitoris, sparks bursting from my nub. Then he slid it lower."I 'm disconsolate, you 're just so sexy. I miss your momma. You look just like her. You 're not that whorish daughter any longer. You 're pure. Like she was."

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

My cherry stretched and stretched as he pressed forward. He growled like a thirsty wolf. My normally gentle dada transformed into something fierce and passionate. I gasped as he ran toward heavy. My hymen did n't remain firm a chance. It popped, a sharp pain followed by an intense heat driving into my profoundness. My eyes widened as I felt my daddy 's cock woof my newly deflowered pussy.

His ball smacked into me.

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

He kissed me.

I tasted my tart juices on his lip as he drew back his hammer. I whimpered into his mouth, my nipples rubbing into his T-shirt. I felt his thorax through the cotton plant fabric, his manly strength. I quivered, my pussy clinging to his withdrawing cock. The friction felt unbelievable, igniting something inside of me.

A fire that would use up me. An sexual climax that would be even best than the one he gave me just moment ago.

He slammed back into my deflowered profundity. I groaned, squeezing around him. My naughty pussy welcomed him. My arms and branch wrapped around his consistency, holding him sozzled as I groaned into the kiss. I savored my tart passion on his lips as his tongue thrust into my mouth. He claimed my mouth like his rooster claimed my pussy.

I trembled in pleasure as he pumped away at me. Our bodies moved and heaved together. It was wonderful. His turncock buried into me over and over, his clod smacking into my flesh. Against the bottom incline of my butt-cheeks and that strip of flesh between my snatch in my asshole.

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

Daddy 's balls smacked into my taint over and over. He drove his prick hard into me. I gripped his torso, my implements of war and thigh were both wrapped around him. I held him tight as my fingernails clawed at his spine. He stirred such passion in me. I was n't a Virgo any longer. My papa had claimed me.

I was his.

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

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

Increasing the pleasure.

My nipples throbbed against his powerful chest through his shirt. I whimpered and groaned as he kissed down my cervix. His hair's-breadth rasped against my sensible form as he kissed and nibbled on me. I groaned, his every thrusting bringing me closer and closer to that wonderful rapture.

My first orgasm.

I was so bore for it. I hungered for my culmination. I wanted to feel his cock slamming into me and taking me to that marvelous rapture. I knew it would be incredible. A mo of complete bliss. I humped against him, grinding my clit against his pubic hill. Sparks flared inside of me.

I savored every minute of it.

"Yes, yes, daddy !"I moaned."Oh, dada, I love your cock in me. Am I being a trade good girl ?"

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

That made me shudder. My pussycat clamped down hard on his dick, clutching to him as he drew back. He slammed back in, my cuckoo welcoming him. So unbelievable. His pubic osseous tissue primer against my clit, footling light bursting from it every time. I whimpered, my eyes fluttering. I was so shut down to exploding.

So close to that moment of rapture.

He drove so intemperate into me. So deeply into me. That wonderful peter filled me again and again. I whimpered, clutching to him. I shuddered, my pelvic arch dancing from side to side. I stirred my twat around him.

"Daddy ! Daddy !"I moaned."It 's about to happen. I 'm about to hold my first orgasm."

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

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

I came.

My pussy writhed and spasmed about his prick. That wonderful pleasure rushed through me. It rippled up my body and splashed across my judgment. euphory drowned me. I bucked beneath him, my slit spasming wildly about his girth.

My pussy climaxed and writhed around his prick. I trembled in delight every time he rammed into me. He thrust harder, grunting. He lifted his drumhead, staring down into my middle. His were so brown and burning with his passionateness. He hammered my convulsing twat, sending new and novel moving ridge of bliss sweeping through my body.

"dada !"I squealed.

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

I wanted to observe drowning in ecstasy.

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

"Oh, God,"he groaned. His face twisted as he slammed his dick oceanic abyss in me.

His cum fired into me.

I gasped as I felt him spurting over and over into me. I quivered on the story, the carpet rasping beneath my back and rear. I shuddered beneath him, my pap kissing his chest of drawers and his curly hairs. Such pleasure stroke through my body.

Waves swept through me. Each one started by that hot cum splashing against my cervix. Over and over, More and more of my daddy 's incestuous source 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, pop, yes !"I gasped as the hard waving yet swept through me.

Adam drowned my mind. My thinking swirled in eddies of exaltation. I bucked and trembled beneath him as I milked his dick dry. I savored every drop of his cum. It felt so exceptional to take all of him. He was my pa. I loved them so much. I nuzzled my nose against his, cooing in delight.

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

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

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

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

I shuddered as the tingle finished rippling through my pussy."Daddy, I 'm still a virgin."

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

"dada, see,"I said. I reached down and parted my puss lips."There 's my maidenhead. I 'm still your pure daughter."

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

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

I opened my brim wide and sucked his dick into my mouth. I nursed on him, my buttock hollowing. It was such a bad thing to do. It was naughty, but this was my daddy 's pecker. His prick was dirty with something, and I just wanted to clean him up. The liquid tasted amazing.

I remembered the unknown dream of him fucking me, and I almost could believe that I was tasting my pussy juices on his shaft.

It did give birth the same cyprian sapidity that I sometimes smelled when I felt naughty.

My Virgin pussy clenched as I nursed on him. He groaned, staring down at me with this look of shock on his fount. I bobbed my head up and down his prick. My lip sealed nasty about his shaft. He throbbed in my mouth.

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

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

I sucked his cock back into my sassing. He groaned, throbbing in me. He stared down at me, his hand stroking my hair. I liked that. It made me experience so risque as I nursed on him. I bobbed my pass, sliding my mouth up and down his dick. I worked it around inside of me, rubbing against the roof of my oral cavity and the English of my cheeks.

I guessed those grime dreams I sometimes had could be useful. They were for teaching me how to houseclean my daddy 's cock.

"tinker's damn,"he groaned."This is like a dream. But intimately. You keep becoming a Virgo. You keep staying pure. I could love you on your hand and stifle, and you would go back to being my virgin daughter again."

I popped my backtalk off his dick and stared up at him."Would you ... ? Would you like to fuck me like that ?"My cheeks burned as this virginal estrus abound inside of my cunt."I mean ... I 'm a good girl. If you need me to do it, I will. right field now."

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

Again ? He could be such a light-headed man.

"I do anything for you, daddy,"I said, turning around. I knelt there, wiggling my rump at him. I felt so repellent and wanton. Like that bemire girl from my dreams. She had big mamilla and blonde tomentum. Nothing like me.

Daddy groaned. I felt his eyes running up and down my torso. It made me tingle. I licked my lips, swallowing. Then I gasped as I felt his hired man on my proper butt-cheek. He gripped me, squeezing. Then he pressed his cock against my pussy. right against my virgin flesh. I shuddered, feeling so hot and naughty. I had this foul ache inside of me.

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

"red cent, I can feel it,"he said. He pressed his cock a little harder against my hymen. I felt my membrane stretching."You know how amazing this feels, Delilah ? Do you revel your pure trunk ?"

"Does it make you happy, daddy ?"I asked.

"So very much."

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

Daddy thrust.

I groaned as I felt my cherry red 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 twat. My flesh expanded around his shaft then his chunk smacked into my clit. I gasped as sparks of pleasure fit through me. My small chest jiggled.

My fingers clenched against the soft rug. I groaned as Daddy drew back. I found myself rocking back, not wanting to let any of his cock evasion me. But he kept sliding out of me. More and Sir Thomas More of his dick 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 deflowered cunt around his cinch. It was incredible. His peter felt so tremendous. So amazing. He groaned and gasped, fucking me arduous. He pounded me. I whimpered, savoring every second of it. He thrust so unvoiced into me. So fast.

He must love how I feel.

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

I beamed in delectation. I was so glad I could make him feel amazing."You feel wonderful in me, too, pappa ! Oh, yes, yes !"

My pussy squeezed around him, welcoming his dick every sentence he buried into me. Little Wave of pleasure washed through me, and I just knew something impressive would hap. I would have a true joy when my dada came in me. I groaned, savoring every here and now of this. Every hot dip of his dick thrusting into me. He fucked me hard. He filled me up. It was unbelievable.

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

"Dad ?"a new voice groaned.

I gasped, looking up to see my older brother, Billy, standing at the entry of the livelihood room. He wore merely a pair of shorts, his consistence young and brawny, his hair same specter of Brown as mine. He rubbed his eye like he could n't think what he was seeing. daddy groaned, holding me tight, his dick buried to the hilt in me.

He was n't fucking me any longer.

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

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

"Your Sister is n't a sporting lady !"Daddy roared."She 's a good daughter. She 's just helping me out. I ca n't finish myself. She 's so very much like your mother."

"shit,"Billy said."If you to fuck her, why not me ? I had to ache from her flaunting around the theater, showing off those big tits of hers, like she was teasing me to jazz her. Why do n't I just shove my cock into her mouth right wing now ? Huh ? I mean, if you do n't share her Dad ..."

His terror hung in the air.

"Do n't say anything about what I 'm doing, delight,"daddy gasped. He shifted."Uh ... maybe you could screw her mouth."

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

I shuddered as billystick shoved down his shorts. His dick flopped out, as hard as Daddy 's. A naughty wavelet ran through me as I stared at it. Then I gasped as papa started fucking me again. He pumped his tool in and out of me as baton brought his dick closer to my mouth. I opened wide and swallowed my brother 's dick. I was a good girl. I was just helping out my kinfolk. I loved my dada and my brother.

I wanted them both to be happy.

I sucked hard on Billy 's stopcock. He groaned, grabbing my hairsbreadth. He slammed his hawkshaw deep into me, fucking my mouth like dada fucked my pussy. Both their prick were pumping in and out of me. I felt spit-roasted on them.

This naughty, incestuous rush ran through me. My orgasm built faster and faster as I sucked on Billy 's hawkshaw. My pussy squeezed down on pa 's putz. I wiggled my hips, stirring him up inside of me. I rocked between them, working my mouth up and down Billy 's thrusting shaft 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 arduous as I could on billy club 's shaft. He groaned, his muscular chest rippling above me. Drool ran down my chin. The tasting of his precum filled my mouth. That was what it was called, right ? I seem to remember hearing it in my naughty dream. I shuddered, my pelvic arch wiggling back and Forth, stirring pa 's putz around inside me.

They were both grunting. Growling.

"Suck my hammer, lilliputian whore,"Billy groaned.

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

"Sure,"Billy groaned."Goddamn, I 've wanted you to lactate my rooster for so long, femme fatale. Fuck, I got to explode in your mouth."

I sucked harder, wanting them both to explode. I wanted both my brother and my daddy to be so happy. To fill amazing. I squeezed my spoil twat around dada 's thrusting dick. He groaned, his heavy balls smacking into my button. Delicious sparks burst from it. My climax came nearer and closer.

I was going to cum pleasing both of them.

I squeezed my heart shut, rocking between them. They both used me. Fucked me. Billy held my pilus as he groaned. He drove his dick farther and farther down my pharynx. His putz slammed down my oesophagus. Before I knew it, his thick pubic hairsbreadth was rubbing into my backtalk and his balls were smacking into my chin. He groaned in delight.

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

"She is not a slut !"dada howled as he buried his dick in me.

I came.

My pussy quivered around dada 's dick. It rippled and writhed. I squealed around Billy 's hammer. I sucked hard as Daddy rammed into me. wave of joy washed out of my pussy. twinkle burst before my eyes.

The pleasure was stupendous.

My pussycat convulsed and spasmed around pa 's big prick. He slammed hard into me. He thrust into my depths and sent new waves of joy rippling through my body. I groaned, whimpering about my blood brother 's big prick as he drove it down my throat. His balls smacked into my chin.

Stars burst across my eyes.

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

"You got to try her kitty-cat,"groaned Daddy."Damn, she 's big. So tight and juicy. It 's the second time I fucked her deflowered cunt. Ca n't wait to pop your cherry again."

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

Hot cum splashed against my neck and spurted into the rachis of my throat. The jizz filled my pussy and mouth. I gulped down my buddy 's salty load while my pussycat milked pappa 's balls dry. I made them both happy.

I came harder.

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

The swarthiness swelled and swirled across my vision. My orgasm intensified so much, I could n't remember. I was just a quivering nut of flesh pleasing the men of my syndicate. I felt myself drifting. Floating. prickling raced through me as I shuddered.

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

I felt like I was on my incline, my twat and mouth both suddenly empty. The pleasure began to dwindle. I had just blown my sidekick and papa. The frisson intensified around my pussy, cleansing me. I was becoming pure.

My eyes fluttered subject. The naughty dreaming I was having faded away. It was so loathsome of me to suppose that I had sucked on my Brother 's cock while Daddy fucked me knockout from behind.

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

"No offense, Dad, I do n't exactly want your haphazard seconds,"Billy said.

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

I rolled onto my spinal column, staring up at my pal and my daddy."I am. Always. See !"

I spread my thigh, my finger's breadth parting my purulent lips adorned by my soft down of brownish whisker. 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 little missy. Enjoy her. She 'll be a virgin 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 sharp tool of painful sensation as my Brother popped my cherry and slammed his dick into my virginal depths. I shuddered, taking my first cock ever. All those early ones did n't enumerate.

They were only naughty dreams.

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The name quivered with excitement. The magic was incredible. Restoring her virginity again and again and mind-controlling her into believing that she was always having her first of all clip was intoxicating. The possibilities the panties held were amazing.

It stared down at the next pair it had prepared, full of its puckish magic. This one was a convolution of black and white, like the pattern you 'd see on a dairy cow. The figure stroked across the fabric, caressing the two Logos. A myopic phrase.

A question.

Got Milk ?

The number smiled, eager to knock off off these panties. It could n't await for its following mind-controlling fun to begin.

To be continued in the next tale of Mind-Controlling pantie ...